_To Mr. S――――._
_Chester in the street, near Newcastle, Aug. 28, 1752._
_My very dear Mr. S――――_,
THUS far hath a good and gracious GOD brought a poor and worthless pilgrim on his way towards _Edinburgh_. Last Lord’s day I preached twice at _Lutterworth_, the famous _John Wicliffe_’s parish, and have since received a letter giving me an account of the Redeemer’s blessing my poor labours. On the _Monday_, I began in the name of the almighty husbandman, to plow up some fallow ground at _Leicester_; several thousands attended, and some endeavoured to disturb us, but the opposition was nothing like what I expected. In the evening all was hushed, and I trust our LORD left a blessing behind us. In my way to _Lutterworth_, my heart was encouraged by the coming of a young man, who had been awakened under my preaching about four years ago at _Oulney_. He was before that time a bitter scoffer, but hath now been a student for a year and a half under Doctor _Doddridge_, and I believe will be admitted into the _London_ academy. You may know more of him hereafter. Is not this as much as to say, “Go forwards.――In the morning sow thy seed, and in the evening with-hold not thy hand, since though knowest not which may prosper, this or that.” Yes, my blessed JESUS, through thy grace strengthening me, I will continue to go out into the highways and hedges; only vouchsafe to uphold me with thy right hand, and keep me from flagging in the latter stages of my road. I know you will say, _Amen_ and _Amen_. This will increase my obligations, which are already more than I can express. GOD will reward both you and yours for them, a thousand fold. Accept repeated thanks for repeated favours, and depend on hearing as often as possible, how the ever-lovely, ever-loving JESUS is pleased to deal with, my very dear Sir,
Yours most affectionately in our common LORD, _G. W._