-- I doubt as how their harts are hardened by
worldly wisdom, which, as the pyebill saith, is foolishness in
the sight of God.
O Mary Jones, pray without seizing for grease to prepare you for
the operations of this wonderful instrument, which, I hope, will
be exorcised this winter upon you and others at Brambleton-hall. --
Tomorrow, we are to set out in a cox and four for Yorkshire;
and, I believe, we shall travel that way far, and far, and
farther than I can tell; but I shan't go so far as to forget my
friends; and Mary Jones will always be remembered as one of them
by her
Humble sarvant,
WIN. JENKINS
LONDON, June 14.
To Mrs GWYLLIM, house-keeper at Brambleton-hall.
MRS GWYLLIM,
I can't help thinking it very strange, that I never had an answer
to the letter I wrote you some weeks ago from Bath, concerning
the sour bear, the gander, and the maids eating butter, which I
won't allow to be wasted. -- We are now going upon a long journey
to the north, whereby I desire you will redouble your care and
circumflexion, that the family may be well managed in our
absence; for, you know, you must render account, not only to your
earthly master, but also to him that is above; and if you are
found a good and faithful sarvant, great will be your reward in
haven.
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