slumber in my bosom; but the winds of foreign climes have fanned it into a flame.
I have seen some of the finest speci mens of painting and sculpture of both ancient and modern times. The vast va riety of curiosities, also, from every coun try on the Globe, together with every nov elty that genius could invent or imagina tion conceive which I have been compel led to witness in the course of my travels, would be too heavy a tax upon my time to describe, and upon your patience to read. I have witnessed the wealth and splendor of many of the towns of Europe, —have gazed with admiration upon her widely extended plains—her lofty moun tains—her mouldering castles,—and her extensive vineyards: For at this season, nature is clad in her bridal robes, and smiles under the benign jurisprudence of her Author.
I have, also, listened to the blandish ments, gazed upon the pride and fashion of a world grown old in luxury and re finement, viewed the pageantry of Kings, Queens, lords and nobles; and am now where military honor, and princely dig nity, must bow at the shrine of clerical superiority. In fine, my mind has be come cloyed with novelty, pomp and show; and turns with disgust from the glare of fashion to commune with itself in retired meditation.
Were it consistent with the will of De ity, and consonant with the convictions of my own bosom; most gladly would I re treat from the oppressing heat of public life, and seek repose in the cool and re freshing shades of domestic endearments, and bask in the affections of my own lit tle family circle. But the will of God be done! Can the Mesiah’s kingdom but be advanced through my toil, privation, and excessive labours; and at last sanctify my work through the effusion of my own blood! I yield, O Lord! I yield to thy righteous mandate! Imploring help from thee in the hour of trial, and strength in the day of weakness to faithfully en dure until my immortal spirit shall be driven from its earthly mansion to find a refuge in the bosom of its God.
If the friends in shall be ede fied in reading this letter from , I hope they will remember one thing; and that is this; that he hopes he has a and two children living there; but the distance is so great between him and them, that his arm is not long enough to admin ister to their wants. I have said enough. Lord, bless my and children, and the hand that ministers good to them in the name of Jesus Christ, Amen. Adieu for the present.
Good rest on all the saints, throughout the world,
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