_London, July 23, 1739._ _Dear Mr. H――――_,
I Wish you joy of your new-born son. Oh that it may be made a real child of GOD. I purpose, GOD willing, to stand to my promise, either in person, or by proxy. I know not yet, how providence will be pleased to dispose of me. I have written to the Lords of the Admiralty for a licence. Saturday evening next, I hope you will see _Mr. Charles Wesley_. He intends to preach at _Gloucester_, _Raindwick_, &c. Pray desire _Mr. Cole_ and our other dear friends to appoint places. Matters go on most bravely here. I think people are ten times more affected than ever. The audiences full and numerous, and they give their mites for the orphan house with a chearful and ready heart. Have you heard how I preached upon the stage among the cudgel players at _Basingstoke_, and got a blow? Both I and my companions were also turned out of our inn, and in danger of being beaten heartily. Blessed be GOD! My sermon comes out on _Wednesday_. Heartiest love to dear Mrs. H――――. That JESUS CHRIST may be fully formed in both your hearts, is the prayer of,
Ever, ever yours,