Thursday Morning.
I HOPE my friend is well, have sent her my Sea Voyage for her perusal, and as I know she is embarked in the same ship, I hope she will meet with some of her own experience in it; I wish her a prosperous voyage. The ship is the covenant of free grace; the Captain is the Saviour; the sea is this troublesome world; the rigging is love, mercy, and truth; the three fathoms are the revealed affection of the Trinity. Christ, his word, and grace, are the three anchors; the lion, ram, and milky way, are the light of the trinity. The intent of sending this is that you may sup with us on board, and so have a united anticipation with my mind and thoughts since I saw you last. I have another work in hand, which, when finished, you will receive. I have at times thought that you was ill, but I hope not. My wife is poorly, the little one is well, and the children got well over the small-pox. Excuse haste. Farewell.
Thy willing Servant in the gospel of Christ,
W. HUNTINGTON.
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