Chapter XV: Letter DXI: To the Same

_Carmarthen, April 20, 1743._

_My dear Friend_,

SINCE I wrote from _Haverfordwest_, I preached yesterday at eight in the morning to about eight thousand people in this place, and in the afternoon to several thousands at _Narbatt_, both times with great power. This morning I preached at _Larn_, and coming over in the ferry had the unexpected compliment paid me, of one ship firing several guns, and of some others hoisting their flags. This afternoon I preached at a little town called _Kidwilly_, to a large congregation; and came this evening here. One of the ministers preached much against me last _Sunday_, and mentioned me by name; but, like my other opposers (and like the viper biting the file) he only hurt himself. I am as it were in a new, but very unthought of pleasant world. O how many thousands within these few days have heard the word! I thought to see you next week; but as I am here, perhaps it may be best to go round now, and so be at _London_ at Pentecost. In about a fortnight, therefore, you may expect to see me.

Ever yours,
_G. W._