Bath, June 12, 1766.
LAST night we lay at the Devizes. This morning we breakfasted at Shaw-House, near Melksom, with Mr. C——n. In my way hither, I called upon Mrs. E——n. Her account of Miss Winter’s decease, was by no means unpleasant. She was taken suddenly, and though speechless, continued to smile upon all in a very remarkable manner, till the last gasp, which was with much struggle. Mr. P——s is left executor of the will. Being weary with riding, I think to stay here till after Sunday morning’s sermon, and then shall set off for Bristol. The horse turns out exceeding well in every respect. I hope you, my dear Sir, got safe to London. That you and all your dear relations, and all dear friends in town, may, in the glorious Emmanuel’s due time, arrive triumphant in heaven, earnestly prays, my very dear Sir,
Yours, &c. &c. in Jesus,
G. W.
LETTER MCCCXLV.
To Mr. K——n.
Cottam, near Bristol, June 19, 1766.
My dear Friend,
HERE I am, in a large vacant country house, where Mrs. Wollaston was last Summer. She hath got the start of me; but my turn must come by and by. As my feverish heat continues, and the weather is too wet to travel, I have complied with the advice of friends, and have commenced an hot-well water drinker twice a day. However, twice this week, at six in the morning, I have been enabled to call thirsty souls to come and drink of the water of life freely. To-morrow evening, God willing, the call is to be repeated, and again on Sunday. By that time, perhaps, the cloud may point to some particular corner. Dear Mr. H——y shall know in due time. Good seasons at Bath. Good seasons here. Large auditories. Grace! grace! I hope that my wife, and yours, and all dear friends, are well. Cordial love awaits them and dear Mr. E——s, and all who are so kind as to enquire after, and pray for, my dear friend,