115. - To Mr. W. Perronet. 116. - To Mr. W. Perronet.

and give security, I have it by me; and would send it to you to Lausanne, if you do not find a more expeditious foray. I think a bill is better in such times as these. If you are ready to set out, the weather is fair; and as my way seems every where blocked up here, I shall go back when you please. Remember me to Miss Perronet.

Believe in the Lord; cast all care of body, soul, family, friends, king, and countrymen upon Him who cares for us, and trust to see his full salvation. My friends desire to be remembered to you. I no more invite you to half of my bed, unless you will help me to make it; for the little maid is gone again. Send me word how you do; and believe me yours,

J. FLETCHER.

I would write to our dear friends, but I fear the carrier is gone. If he is, please to put Angleterre upon my letter, and send by the post.

115. - TO MR. W. PERRONET.

Good Friday, 1780.

MY DEAR FRIEND, - I send you another letter; be so good as to put it in your packet. Mr. Bouvereau and I talk of setting out in the month of May: I hope you will not let us go without you. I shall have time to prepare one of my little things for the press, but I still am in the mire and clay, and get on but little. I have had a few lines from Mr. Ireland, who says that the dissenters try to stir up the people against the king. God give us peace with and love to all men! Farewell in Jesus! The carrier waits; so I conclude with my love to you and your kind hostess. God bless you! Pray for yours, J. FLETCHER.

Good news! Christ to-day has slain the enmity, made reconciliation, and sealed the new covenant testament, by which we are heirs of the kingdom of heaven. Believe, love, rejoice, and be thankful.

116. - TO MR. W. PERRONET.

July 26, 1780.

MY DEAR FRIEND, - I have received your packet. My brother and I think, that, to apply again at Berne to ——, would be wire drawing, and setting Berne and Geneva together by the ears: that would require much time, trouble, and expense; and the best way is, now to agree with the co - heirs, and make the best composition you can. You must wait for the instructions M. Monod promises to give you. It does not seem the co - heirs deny your right. That question IS not touched in the letters. God deliver us from the hands of men! My brother joins me in love to you and Miss Perronet. I do my little jobs as fast as I can, but seem stalled as well as yourself However, you should try to conclude, that we may all set out in September. Cast all your burdens upon the Lord. Let nothing make you uneasy. Peace is better than money. Our heavenly inheritance is in good hands. The New Testament is in full force. Jesus keeps possession of the estate for us, and the people of Geneva have no influence before the great tribunal. I do not know when I shall go to Lausanne: however, I hope it will be soon. Farewell, my dear friend! I am yours, in Jesus Christ,

J. FLETCHER.

117. - TO MR. W. PERRONET.

NYON, Tuesday 3, 1780.

MY DEAR FRIEND, - I thank you for your letters; they have given me much pleasure, as I see that you will at last end your affair, and get ready to set out in the spring, with Mr. Ireland, who comes with his family I know not where, I hope not so far as Barcelona. I think he will spend the winter at or about Avignon. If you will go and join him, I should be glad to do it, for the stream under the house does not make it very wholesome. I am, however, better of my cold, thank God! My brother thinks, as well as myself, that you may conclude upon the terms you mention. “Better is a dinner of herbs with peace, than a stalled ox and noise therewith.” I hope to go to Lausanne directly after vintage, to offer a manuscript to the censors, to see if they will allow its being published: so I do not invite you to share my damp bed. My sister was so kind as to look for another house, but we find none to let under a year. When you write to Shoreham, send my duty and love. Present it to Miss Perronet and her friend. We are here travellers; so we must expect some difficulties, and a good many inconveniences. If Mr. Ireland goes to Marseilles, you might go and see your cousin there. Lift up your heart, and see by faith our Lord and Saviour, our heavenly Kinsman and Brother: and when you rise there, take by the hand of prayer your affectionate friend,

J. FLETCHER.