_To Captain M._
_Savannah, Jan. 31, 1740._
_Dear Sir_,
I Rejoice to hear of your good health, and take this opportunity of
sending you Mr. _Law_’s and Mr. _Haliburton_’s life; which I pray GOD
to sanctify to your benefit and comfort. I hope you will watch over
your heart, and take care to keep up those convictions, which GOD
once put into your soul. I am afraid of Mr. _B._ The world, the world
I fear has got hold of him. Dear Captain _M――――_, I trust, will not
desert his Master.――I am sure he would die, rather than prove false to
an earthly prince.――Oh let him not desert his dear Redeemer’s colours.
Dear Sir, beg of GOD to root out of your heart a desire for that
honour which cometh of man. Till dead to the world you will not be
alive to GOD. _Honour_, falsely so called, has destroyed millions.
That you may be never carried away with, or ruined by it, is the
hearty prayer of, dear Sir,
Your’s, &c.
_G. W._