Chapter CDXXXVI: Letter MCCCCIII: London, January 13, 1769

_My dear Sir_,

WITH regret I send the inclosed; but alas! they were borrowed. May the prayers put up for the writers, enter into the ears of the LORD of Sabaoth. They will, they will. And what then? What then? Why, they will turn out good soldiers of JESUS CHRIST. That this may be their happy lot, earnestly prays,

Less than the least of all,

_G. W._