Chapter XLVI: Letter DXLII: To Mr. J―――― S――――

_Brinkworth, December 18, 1743._

_My dear Friend_,

’TIS past eleven at night, but lest I should not have time to-morrow at _Gloucester_, which I intend to take in my way to _Birmingham_, I’ll rob myself of a little sleep to write to you now. On _Friday_ evening we reached five miles beyond _Reading_. Last night about nine we got to _Clack_. It rained and snowed much for about seven miles, and the way was dangerous; but the blessed JESUS kept us in safety. In the morning I preached and gave the sacrament at _Tetherton_. This evening I preached here. They were good times. I have a cold, but our LORD warms my heart. To-morrow I must away to _Gloucester_. O follow, follow with your prayers.

Yours, &c.
_G. W._