102 LETTERS OF THE [1640. I perswademeself, the enimes of Gods chruch will lay theair plots deep, but our God is aboue them, and to Him doo we looke, that neuer yet deserted His in the time of trubell. Nay, this is our com- fort, that the time of trubell is a speciali time, in which the Lord has commanded His chillderen to seeke vnto Him ; and the Lord dons not bide vs to seeke Him in vaine. I pray God presarfe the parla- ment and giude them in the good way, that they may counsell for the good of his chruch. I am glad you went to see my lady and my sister Wacke. I purpos, if pleas God, to keepe a day the next weake. I thinke it will be thursday ; so I rest, Your most affectinat mother, BR1LLIANA HARLEY. (No date.) Deare Ned, rwit me word, how you found Ned Pelham. I thanke God I am indeferent well, but I haue not bine very well sence you went. Your brothers and sisters are well. I heare my lord of Northamton is to be lord presedent of Wailles; send me word wheather you heare so. The chesnut gellding was grauelled and theare is a great hoole in his foote, but Martine thinke he will doo well. LXXXVI. For my deare sonne Mr. Edward Harley, at Magdeline Hall, Oxford. My deare Ned-Not being sartaine wheare you are, I haue sent one letter to Loundon, and this I send to Oxford, least you should not be at Loundoun. I pray God blles you, wheresoeuer you are. This night, I hard from my brother Pelham ; he is well, but some of his chillderen bane not bine well. In Nast, I rest, Your most affectinat mother, BIIILLIANA HARLEY. Noue. 21, 1640. Bromton Castell.
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