matter of their pay. I rest upon your favour herein;—and subscribe myself, Sir, your very humble servant,
Hull Garrison does not ‘break’: doubtless St. Nicholas, a chief Clerk, of weight in his department, did what he could. A Kentish man this St. Nicholas, if any one could be supposed to care what he was; came to be Recorder of Canterbury, and even refractory Member for Canterbury;[2] has his seat, for the present, in the Grocers’-Hall region, among the budgets or ‘bottomless bags,’ as Independency Walker calls them. And now for the remarkable Letter contemporaneous with this:
TO COLONEL ROBERT HAMMOND: THESE
Dear Robin,—No man rejoiceth more to see a line from thee than myself. I know thou hast long been under trial. Thou shalt be no loser by it. All “things” must work for the best.
Thou desirest to hear of my experiences. I can tell thee: I am such a one as thou didst formerly know, having a body of sin and death; but I thank God, through Jesus Christ our Lord there is no condemnation, though much infirmity; and I wait for the redemption. And in this poor condition I obtain mercy, and sweet consolation through the Spirit. And find abundant cause every day to exalt the Lord, and abase flesh,—and herein[3] I have some exercise.
As to outward dispensations, if we may so call them: we have not been without our share of beholding some remarkable providences, and appearances of the Lord. His presence hath
