334. Letter Mccxcvii.
LETTER MCCXCVII.
T o Mr. D――n, &c.
Elizabeth-Town, November 26, 1763.
My very dear Friends, HOW is this? Am I come four thousand miles to winter with you, and like to be disappointed at last? I fear so; for alas, only by travelling thus far from Philadelphia in my way to New-York, I am quite fatigued. But I do not despair yet, if God gives me any strength. Pray hard, and who knows what a God may do? Dear Mr. H――m will best acquaint you with northern particulars. He leaves me this morning, but I hope to see him at New-York the beginning of the week, and to write more. O that I may come with him!
Abba, Father, all things are possible with thee! Adieu! My dear friend is going. Cease not to pray for, and write to,
Yours, &c. &c. in Jesus, G. W.