LETTER CXC.

_To Mr. G―――― L――――, in London._

_Reedy Island, May 22, 1740._

“ON _Thursday_ last, in the evening, the Rev. Mr. _Whitefield_ went

on board at _New-Castle_, in order to sail to _Georgia_, after having

been on shore thirty-three days, and travelled some hundreds of miles,

and preached fifty-eight times in the provinces of _New-Jersey_,

_New-York_, and _Pensylvania_.――His congregations consisted sometimes

of four, sometimes of five, sometimes of eight, twelve, fifteen, and

once at _Philadelphia_, of _twenty thousand_ people. He had gotten

near five hundred pounds sterling, in money and provisions, for the

Orphan-house at _Georgia_. Great and visible effects followed his

preaching, almost wheresoever he went, especially in _Philadelphia_.

There was never such a general awakening, and concern for the things

of GOD known in _America_ before. He intended to visit _New-England_

soon after his arrival at _Georgia_, and to come by land as far as

_Philadelphia_, at the latter end of the year.”

The above _Advertisement_ may suffice for the present, ’till I have

an opportunity of sending you my journal. That will shew you wonderful

things. I suppose ere this reaches you, our dear brothers, _S――――_

and _G――――_, will be arrived: I have sent a packet of letters to them,

by the way of _Dublin_. I am now waiting for a fair wind, and can say

the LORD is with me of a truth. Several ships are lying by us, and the

captains and their companies come to our ship to prayers. Sailors weep:

It is unknown how many are under conviction. I long to hear what is

doing in _England_. The embargoes, I suppose, prevent your sending;

however my heart is with you. I do not forget you. I hope there is

a door opening among the _Allegany_ Indians. I have read _M――――_’s

journal, and have wrote both to him and them. We have been near a week

at _Reedy Island_: I have preached there five times. The captains and

their crews come constantly to public worship on shore, and to private

prayer in our sloop. We have some with us that love our dear LORD

JESUS in sincerity. My heart is exceedingly drawn towards _Savannah_;

but the LORD’s time is the best. The LORD JESUS bless you all, and

reward you for all kindnesses shewn to his unworthy servant, but

Your affectionate brother in CHRIST,

_G. W._

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