next. Accept, dear sir, of my sincerest thanks for the favour of your books. May our dear Master accompany them with his blessing. Mr. Mason, a tradesman, is the author of the “ Plain Sermon for Little Children;" have you any of them? if not, please to let me know. I am, dear sir, your affectionate brother and servant in Christ,

T. Jones.

The following is thought to be from the clergyman who was won to the Redeemer by Mr. Williams's conversation, as mentioned in his life.

Very dear sir, I received your kind letter, and am greatly obliged to you for those overtures you are pleased to make me of your friendship and corresponde ence; I embrace it, dear sir, with the utmost pleasure. Your letter indeed brought me melancholly tidings; the death of dear Williams affected me very nearly, and many tears of deep concern have I shed on that account, for he was my dearest friend, nay father: he was related to me in the nearest manner, and I trust our hearts were united in the indissoluble bonds of Christian love. He is no more to instruct me in person, yet thougb dead he speaketh, and his words come to me attended with a peculiar power; for since the receipt of yours, I have read over some of his valuable letters to me, and every thing he says comes home to my heart; the awfulness of that reflection of his being now with God adds weight to his words. 'Oh what reason have I to be thankful to the Almighty for my acquaintance with that dear man! Oh that I may retain a grateful sense of it, and feel my heart glow with love to God for his immense favours to so worthless and insensible a creature! O Lord, who can fathom the depth of thy mercy to a wretch who has merited thine everlasting indignation, and, had not thy grace been abundant, whose crimes would have called down, before now, thine avenging hand to have destroyed such a daring worm from off the face of the earth! But thou, O merciful Lord, hast delivered, and I trust will yet deliver me.

But I beg, dear sir, as I have lost the prayers of one wrestling Jacob, you would be so good as to supply bis place, and remember me when you approach the throne of grace, particularly that I may walk in the light of God's countenance, and that my corruptions which darken my sight may be destroyed. I have indeed a wicked heart, may God cleanse it, and break down every idol that pretends to rival his reign there: 'tis my constant prayer that the Redeemer's kingdom may be established in my soul. If I know myself; I think that I desire above all things to live to God only, and to be dead to self, to the world, to its censures, to its applauses; but oh 'tis hard ! yet we have this comfort that we can do all things through Christ strengthening us.

You speak of a parcel, sir, that Mr. Rawlings has sent you for me, it will indeed come to me very acceptable; and dear sir, whatever you will be pleased to send will be most gratefully received. You know not the extensive benefit your kind services that way may be of, in assisting a mere novice with supplies to feed many hun. gering and thirsting souls; for I can say of my congregations, they hear with the utmost attention, and seem to be conscious it is for their souls; and, thank God, they have no prejudice, but on the contrary, a tender love for me, and honour me for my work's sake. I hope I shall be kept faithful, and deliver them the whole counsel of God; and whatever helps my dear friends will contribute to the execution of my desire, I shall most thankfully acknowledge. We are to meet at Bath to-morrow; I believe that there will be seven or eight of us. that God will abundantly prosperit. At the last meeting business prevented me from attending Of our method of proceeding I will take an opportunity to give an account.

I had the pleasure of breakfasting with Lady

I hope Huntingdon last Weduesday, and took the liberty of shewing her your account of Mr. Williams's death.

With thanks for your prayers and kind wishes on my behalf, I beg leave to subscribe myself, dear and reverend sir, your affectionate friend, and unworthy brother, Chewton, Jan. 11, 1756.

J. Brown.

Mr. Walker, of Truro, to Mr. Darracott.

My dear and highly-respected friend, • You put me under so much obligation, that I will not think of repaying it. You admit me among your friends: as such I shall use you. God be praised, I have not a heart insensible to religious friendship. Yet how short am I of that generous love wherewith you speak. O excuse my coldness. Dr. Doldridge was not my tutor. Gracious man! I love him more since I have known you. O the living epistle! it is that speaks.

Thank you, dear sir, for the correspondence you have so kindly begun: may the divine grace direct it to mutual usefulness! But I insist upon one preliminary; that you do not think and speak so highly of me. In truth I cannot bear it. The bent of my heart for many years was after praise: nor dare I trust it now with approbations so warm, so affectionate as yours. You have raised my earnest expectations by


the promise made me of the success of your ministry. Accounts of the work of grace draw out my soul in praise and love to the great Redeemer, quicken my diligence, and direct me more wisely to correspond with the will of the Spirit, in my ministrations.

With these views I sit down to make you more particularly acquainted than you are by mine to good Dr. Guise, with what God has done for us here.

It was in the beginning of the year 1748, that a young man, who had been a soldier in the regiment raised by Lord Falmouth, and during that time had given himself up to the too common vices of that kind of people, was awakened and brought under great terrors in the hearing of one of my sermons. This was my first, and as such my dearest child. I watched and rejoiced over him. Suffer me to indulge the fondness of a father over my dear departed boy. With thankful consolation I reflect how God wrought in him and by him. His conduct drew the attention of the whole town. God left him about a year and a half with me: during which time, with an unshaken firmness of faith and constancy in conduct, amidst perpetual opposition, and the strife of tongues, he lived (I trust) a Christian. About the end of that year, some other young men, convinced by his example, applied to me.

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