_Philadelphia, Nov. 10, 1739._ _Dear Miss B._,
THOUGH, when I came first to London, I thought you had not made the progress which might be expected in the twelve months, for want of company; yet your last behaviour gave me reason to think that you was yet alive to GOD. Oh, dear Miss B――――, do not slumber or sleep, but be always trimming your spiritual lamp, knowing you are shortly to meet the Bridegroom. Study to shew the simplicity of JESUS CHRIST, and strive to imitate those holy matrons, who not only administred to our LORD of their substance, but also followed him to the accursed tree. Love, love to JESUS, casts out fear. No doubt they were reproached for his name sake, and accounted mad women; but they had a faith which enabled them at that time to overcome the world, and by which they climbed up to heaven. May dear _Miss B――――_ be thus minded! And may I see her at the last day amongst the wise virgins! Cultivating an acquaintance with _Miss D――――_, and the _Miss C――――_, will be a step towards bringing you thither.
Dear _Miss B――――_, I am your friend and servant,