_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.