and for the poor Indians, that rich and abundant blessing may yet be bestowed on them, & many more be brought to own Jesus as there Lord & Saviour.
Brethren here unite with me in warmest love to you & the dear saints with you.
Yours most affectionately yours, Robert J. Grant
P.S. – Should you write to me please address to Collingwood, as it is uncertain where I may be, but my letters can be forwarded thence. I expect to be with the Indians for a time.
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West Townsend, Mass. 29 Apr. 1864 [Written by F.G.Brown]
My Beloved Brother in Christ,
Your short but cheering note of the 16th ult. was duly received with the draft. You add that “the offering is but a little, but the Lord will not despise it nor will you.” To me the offering is much; in itself it is so; for having the Lord, He is my portion, rendering but a little of this world’s goods much. Were it, however, but a “cup of cold water” given for His sake, it is much. Language is too weak to express how much one prizes these little gifts, which so come down from heaven. The prophet must have eat of the bread & flesh brought him by the ravens & drunk of the water of the brook Cherith, as also partaken of the widow’s meal & oil, with a zest unknown at the banquet of kings. How truly blessed to be so dealt with by the Lord as to be able a little to sympathize with that honoured & holy