Chapter CXVI: Letter DCXII: To the Rev. Mr. G. T――――

_New-York, Aug. 29, 1747._

_Rev. and very dear Sir_,

NOT want of love, but of leisure, has prevented my writing to you for some time past. Blessed be GOD, I can now send you good news from the Northward. My reception at _Boston_, and elsewhere in _New-England_, was like unto the first. Arrows of conviction fled and stuck fast. Many, I hear, were wounded. Congregations were rather larger than ever, and opposers mouths were stopped. Will you now take another trip? I believe it would be blest to the good of your own and many other souls. I would be more particular, did I not expect to see you next week. I am better in health than when I left _New-York_. GOD gives me grace to spend it to the utmost in the Redeemer’s service. I am determined in his strength, to die fighting, though it be upon my stumps. I trust you pray for me. I remember you and your flock. I salute all tenderly, and am, Rev. and very dear Sir,

Your most affectionate younger brother and servant in
JESUS CHRIST,
_G. W._