_To the Same._
_Bath, November 20, 1766._
_My dear Friend_,
ON _Tuesday_ evening I preached at _Bristol_ to a very crouded auditory, though the weather was very foul. Last night I administered the sacrament there also. We used near eight bottles of wine. I trust some tasted of the new wine of the kingdom. This morning, upon my arrival here, your kind letter gave me great comfort. I want just one week more to settle _Bristol_ affairs; and have, therefore, written to dear Mr. _J――――e_ to stay two or three weeks at _London_: Mr. _D――――s_, who they say is expected here next week, may then officiate for that space of time at _Bath_, and at Mr. _J――――e_’s leaving _London_, may go up to town. _Satan_ hath had leave to give Captain _J――――s_ a fine parting blow. Mr. _C――――_ may be dismissed immediately; and I beg that Captain _J――――s_ would go through with the Tabernacle work, and stick to it with his whole heart. I hear nothing as yet of the _Americans_. Letters may be reserved till my return. I hope at farthest to be in _London_ by next _Tuesday_ se’nnight, and to preach at Tabernacle the following evening. I was afraid my wife would get cold by her late excursions, as at other times she is so confined. My hearty love awaits you all. Be pleased to shew her this. I am afraid that in my next to her, she will hear of the death of _J―――― S――――_. He is now ill of the present dangerous fever. O for a heart broken with a sense of sin! Then shall we look to Him whom we have pierced, and mourn. May this be our habitual frame! GOD bless you all.
Ever yours, &c. in JESUS,