491. Letter Mccccliv.
LETTER MCCCCLIV.
T o the Same.
Bethesda, April 20, 1770.
My very dear Sir, TO my very great joy, a few days ago I received your kind letters with all the papers. Give peace in our time, O Lord! We enjoy a little heaven upon earth here. With regret I go northward, as far as Philadelphia at least, next
Monday. Though I am persuaded, as the house is now altered, I should be cooler here, during the summer's heat, than at any other place I know of, where I used to go. I should be glad to treat you with some of the produce of our colony, which is much earlier than yours. The audits, &c. sent with this, be pleased to communicate to all my real friends. You have certainly determined quite right in a late affair. Every thing concurs to shew me, that Bethesda affairs must go on as yet in their old channel. A few months may open strange scenes. O for a spirit of love and moderation on all sides, and on both sides the water! I wish some books might be procured for our infant library. But more of this in my next. Letters may now be sent by way of
Boston, New York, and Philadelphia. I should be glad to hear often, if it be but a line. In all probability I shall not return hither till November. Was ever any man blest with such a sett of skilful, peaceful, laborious helpers! O
Bethesda, my Bethel, my Peniel! My happiness is inconceivable. A few hundreds, besides what is already devoted, would finish all. I do not in the least doubt. I have had nine or ten prizes lately. You know what I mean.
Nine or ten orphans have been lately taken in. Hallelujah! hallelujah! Let Chapel, Tabernacle, heaven, and earth, rebound with Hallelujah! I can no more. My heart is too big to speak or add more, than my old name,
Less than the least of all, G. W.