_To Mr. A―――― K――――n._
_Edinburgh, July 2, 1768._
_My dear Timothy_,
I AM much obliged to you for staying at _London_, till I return from _Scotland_. My journey hither was certainly of GOD. Could I preach ten times a day, thousands and thousands would attend. I have been confined for a few days, but on _Monday_ or _Tuesday_ next hope to mount my throne again. O to die there! Too great, too great an honour to be expected. My wife will see my letter to Mr. _S――――ks_. I thank her for her kind letter just received. Pray tell Mr. _K――――n_ that no _Indian_ money will be remitted to the _London_ trust from hence. The interest of what is collected, which is near two thousand pounds, is to be sent, as occasion requires, to Mr. _Wheelock_ and the _Connecticut_ trust. Be pleased to send to Mr. _Dilly_, and desire him to forward by the first ship, fifty of my letters to the Archbishop, directed to Mr. _Herdie_ at the custom-house, _Leith_. I am here only in danger of being hugged to death. Friends of all ranks seem heartier and more friendly than ever. All is of grace. Grace! grace! I thought to write you a long letter: but company forbids. I go on in my old way, without turning to the right hand or to the left. Providence says every day, “This is the way, walk in it.” Tender love to all, particularly to my dear wife. Next post she may expect to hear from,
Less than the least of all,