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of the Maquai-Indians, <del>&amp;</del> was afterwards em-<br />
ployed on <del>divers Maner</del> <add>ogrious Ways</add> amongst white Peo-<br />
ple &amp; Indians, &amp; served at last <del>by an</del> <add>at the Bogs</add> <sic>Oeco-<br />
nomy</sic> <corr>Economy </corr><del>at Bogs</del><corr> </corr>at <placename>Fredericktown</placename>. In the Year<br />
<date>1751</date> we were called back to Europe, from<br />
which Time <abbr>till</abbr> <date>1769</date> I served in <sic>divers</sic> <corr>diverse</corr><br />
Congregations in England as Minister.<br />
Then we were called to <placename>Gnadan</placename>, made a Visit<br />
in <date>April</date> in <placename>Herrnhut</placename>, where we found an<br />
Employment unexpected to us. The <date>8</date><hi rend="underline"><hi rend="superscript"><date>th</date></hi></hi><hi rend="superscript"></hi><date> of <abbr>Oct.</abbr>&nbsp;<br />
1779</date> it pleased my dear Lord to place me in<br />
the Widowers-State, <del>whor eat</del> <add>about which</add> he himself has<br />
comforted me. Our Marriage has been blessed<br />
in America with 3 Children &amp; in England also<br />
with 3 Children. My happy Wife has had<br />
the Pleasure shortly before her Departure to<br />
see her 3 Children from England She is now<br />
in Peace; but i am yet in the Valley of<br />
Tears &amp; feel, how the mortal Body pressath<br />
me. But my Spirit &amp; Soul are longing for<br />
the Appearance of my Saviour, when he also<br />
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will call me <del>in</del> <add>to</add> the eternal Rest into his<br />
Arm &amp; Bosom. <abbr>O</abbr> who shall know what is<br />
happening when he sees Face to Face the<br />
Man of Sorrows! Written in <date>May 1782</date><br />
&nbsp; &nbsp; So far his own Account.<br />
His Choir <del>is</del> yet add<del>ing:</del> We can give the<br />
Testimony to our late Brother, that he has gone on<br />
<del>carried</del> in our Choir <add>in</add> an happy &amp; editying<br />
<del>Walk</del> <add>Course</add>. He thought mean of himself. His Heart<br />
was <add>so</add> penetrated of the Love, Blood &amp; Death<br />
of Jesus, that <del>by</del> <add>upon</add> all <del>Opportunity</del> <add>Occasions</add>, <add>as well</add> both&nbsp;<br />
<sic>publickly</sic> <corr>publicly</corr> and in private Conversation his<br />
Mouth <del>was</del> overflow<del>ing</del>ed of it. He loved<br />
heartily, served his <abbr>B</abbr><hi rend="superscript"><hi rend="underline"><abbr>rn</abbr></hi></hi><hi rend="underline"></hi><abbr> &amp; S</abbr><hi rend="superscript"><hi rend="underline"><abbr>rs</abbr></hi></hi> where <del>of was</del> <add>ever he could,&nbsp;</add><br />
<del>possible to him,</del> &amp; was also universally <add>be</add> loved.<br />
The first Years of his Widowers-State he<br />
served <del>as well</del> in the Congregation as before,<br />
and also in our Choir with Grace &amp; Blessing.<br />
But soon an old Hurt on his Head <del>appeared</del> <add>broke out</add><br />
anew, whereof the Consequence was, that&nbsp;<br />
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