_To Mr. B――――s._
_London, July 30, 1769._
_My dear Sir_,
OLD friendship and love embolden me to send these few lines. Blessed be GOD! the orphan-house affairs go on well, and a lasting ample foundation is now laid, for the future support and education of both rich and poor. Perhaps providence may call me to _Georgia_ this fall. Could you present the infant institution with a book or two of maps, or copies, or copper-plates, as you shall judge most proper? Sheet maps will not do in that hot climate. I should also be glad of some maps, shewing the different coastings, &c. for my own amusement when on board. Glory be to GOD, all sublunary coastings will soon be over. Yet a little while, and we shall get into an eternal harbour. JESUS is the way, JESUS is our pilot. To his almighty never-failing guidance and grace, I most earnestly commit you, and all your near and dear connections, as being, my dear old friend,
Yours, &c. &c. &c. &c. in our common LORD,