Plymouth Dock.
My dear Ruth,SHOULD your money run short before I come home, Mr. B will supply you with what you want. I am very well, and am very kindly received, but the people here are not the people at Providence Chapel, in power, grace, and knowledge. Here are thousands of hearers, but I seem to be a barbarian to them, though I come down as low as I can, and feed them with milk and not with meat. The good Lord, my only and everlasting Friend, portion, and reward, is my present comfort and happiness, and this makes me feel myself at home in every place.
I shall preach here three Sundays more, and on the Monday following set out for Paddington. I am to break bread with the people here to-morrow week. Tender my love to Mr. B. Gad, Eb. and Naomi; and let my dear Ruth accept the same from
Her affectionate Father,
W. H.
P. S. My little table and conveniences for writing here, are nothing like my own study, but quite the reverse. God bless thee, and all friends.
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