_To Mr. R―――― K――――n._
_Leeds, September 25, 1762._
_Dear Sir_,
WHAT a pity that I cannot answer your kind letter, by telling you where to meet me! but it is impracticable. I am just now setting forwards towards _London_, but fear I cannot reach it before _Sunday_. My chaise wanted repairing here. O how good hath JESUS been to a worthless worm! Once a day preaching, I can bear well; more hurts me. What shall I do with the chapel and tabernacle? LORD JESUS, be thou my guide and helper! He will! he will. Send word to tabernacle that you heard from me. We have had sweet seasons. Grace! grace! To his never-failing mercy do I commend your whole dear self, and all that are so kind as to enquire after, my very dear friend,
Yours, &c. in our common LORD,