Yours, yours, &c. &c. &c. in our never-failing Jesus,
G. W.
LETTER MCCCCXXI.
To Mr. T—— A——ms.
London, August 19, 1769.
My very dear Tommy,
TALK not of taking a personal leave. You know my make. Paul could stand a whipping, but not a weeping farewel. My heart and hands are full. What a letter-night last Thursday evening! a night much to be remembered. Many thanks for your intended present. In ten days I expect to sail. God bless you and yours! God bless all our never to be forgotten Gloucestershire friends! I can no more. Adieu. Cease not to pray for, my very dear steady old friend,
Less than the least of all,
G. W.