Dear Obour
I recd. last evening your kind & friendly
Letter, and am not a little
animated thereby. I hope ever to follow your good advices and be
resignd to
the afflicting hand of a seemingly frowning Providence. I have
recd. the
money you sent for the 5 Books & 2/6 more for another, which I now
send
& wish safe to hand. Your tenderness for my welfare demands my
gratitude
Assist me, dear Obour! to Praise our great
benefactor, for the innumerable
Benefits continually pour'd upon me, that while he
strikes one Comfort dead
he raises up another. But O, that I could dwell on, & delight in him
alone
above every other Object! While the world hangs loose about us we shall
not be in painful anxiety in giving up to God, that which he
first gave to us,
Your letter came by Mr. Pemberton, who brings you the book you
wrote
for.
I shall wait upon Mrs. Whitwell with your Letter, and
am,
Dear Sister, ever Affectionately, your
I have recd by some of the last
ships
300 more of my Poems. --
Boston
May 6, 1774
[Address]
Given me by Mrs. William Beecher -- April 28, 1857.
Mrs. Beecher knew the colored woman,
Obour Tan-
ner to whom it was addressed, -- for she lived to a
great age.