_To the Countess of H――――n._
_Kendal, June 26, 1750._
_Honoured Madam_,
STILL (O amazing love!) the LORD of all lords vouchsafes to prosper the gospel plough. Such an entrance hath been made into _Kendal_, as could not have been expected. I preached twice to several thousands last week, and the people were so importunate, that I was prevailed on to return hither again last night. The congregation was greatly increased, and the power of the LORD was displayed in the midst of them. On _Saturday_ evening, and on the Lord’s-day, I preached at _Ulverston_, a town about sixteen miles distant from this. There Satan made some small resistance; a clergyman, who looked more like a butcher than a minister, came with two others and charged a constable with me; but I never saw a poor creature sent off in such disgrace. Good I believe was done in the town. To the giver of every good gift be all the glory! Thus, honoured Madam, a poor pilgrim goes on. How I am to succeed at _Whitehaven_, your Ladyship shall know hereafter. GOD willing, I set forward after preaching this evening. I hear Mr. _W――――_ has been much abused in _Ireland_, but that the Mayor of _Cork_ hath quite overshot himself. I have some thoughts of seeing _Ireland_ before my return. May the LORD direct my goings in his way! I am persuaded that this will find your Ladyship travelling apace towards _Canaan_, and increasing your reward daily. Great shall it be indeed in heaven.――I shall be extremely glad of the honour of a line when at _Edinburgh_. In the mean while, your Ladyship shall not fail, with your honoured sisters and family, of being prayed for, and hearing from, ever-honoured Madam,
Your Ladyship’s most dutiful, obliged, and very chearful servant for CHRIST’s sake, _G. W._