God has smote some of their consciences. One who was the chief, and would not agree that I should go back, I hear by several, he says he will in no wise touch me again. Many advise us to prosecute them; but if they are quiet, I am content, and can say from my heart, "Father, forgive them."
I should be glad if you would be here next Sunday. In the mean time pray for me, who am,
Your unworthy brother and servant, T. A.
LETTER DXXVIII. To Mr. B
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Dear Friend, Bristol, July 19, 1743.
I Have been so employed for some time past in preaching and travelling, that I could not possibly correspond with you or others as usual; but you see where I am; I came here to preach at the fair; because people from all parts flock hither at that season. Yesterday I preached four times, and twice statedly every day. O that sinners may be made willing to come and buy of Christ's wine, and of Christ's milk, without money and without price! Last night was such a time as I never saw in Bristol society before. To morrow, God willing, I set out for Hampton, to see what can be done for the poor persecuted sheep of Christ there. I hear I am threatened, but Jesus will stand by me. In what manner, expect to hear again soon, from
Yours, &c. G. W.
LETTER DXXIX. To the Same.
My dear Friend,
Hampton, July 25, 1743.
ON Thursday I came here, and expected to be attacked; because I had heard, that the mob which had been so outragious towards you and others for so long time, had now threatened, that if ever I came there again, they would have a piece of my black gown to make aprons with. No sooner