_To Mr. R―――― K――――n._
_Leeds, September 11, 1767._
_My very dear Friend_,
THROUGH the tender mercies of our GOD, we arrived here last night about six o’clock. In the way, I was enabled to preach both at _Northampton_ and _Sheffield_. Good seasons! The _Americans_ were gone the day before I arrived at the last place; I missed them by coming through _Chesterfield_ instead of _Mansfield_. All for the best. GOD willing, I stay here over _Sunday_; perhaps longer. I have seen Mr. _T―――― G――――_; he seems poorly. Happy they who work for JESUS while it is day! The night of sickness cometh, when no man can work. LORD, help me to begin to begin! I have seen but few yet, having desired that no company might come the last night; by that means I got a little rest, and have now time to write these few lines. O for heaven! Come LORD JESUS, come quickly! In my next you will know where to direct. In the mean while, be pleased to remember me to all at tabernacle, and all enquiring friends, and accept of love unfeigned, from, my dear old steady friend,
Yours, &c. &c. in our JESUS,