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Brothertown, where we had a very good meeting, at IsaacWobby’s place for worship, among the Close Communi-cants, who are separated from the rest of their Baptistbrethren, called the Open Communicants, if I am rightlyinformed. I had a meeting with the others before. TheIndians here strive to imitate the white people, and thereis no need of an interpreter, as they speak English. Myyoung friend took me back in her father’s chaise, which helent us, after meeting; as I have been much fatiguedwith having to go beyond my strength: but to lay on agood bed, in a comfortable clean house, revived my spirits,knowing I was welcome there, and invited to tarry to restmyself, and bring up my journal. The friendship of thisfamily, I desire to record to the honour of Samuel Kirk-land and his wife Mary; who sympathized with me in mysolitude, and administered a little comfit to my tribula-ted spirit, which I offer my thanks unto the Lord my God,who alone Has all Power, to open and shut the hearts HeHas made. Catharine Quachemut, an Indian sister, being muchgrieved at the incivility of the missionary who opposedwomen’s preaching, wrote me the following letter; andthen walked eight miles to bring it. A Letter from an Indian Squaw (woman,) addressed toDorothy Ripley, and received when in America. DEAR SISTER IN THE LORD, I BELIEVE that there is but One, the Only, the Livingand True God, and that he is the Maker and Preserver ofour lives, and upholder of all things here below, and thathe sent his Only Begotten Son into this world to be theSaviour of mankind, and that all those who believe andconfess the Lord Jesus with their mouth, and believe intheir hearts, that God the Father of our Lord Jesus didraise him up from the dead, shall he healed by His stripes,as thou hast very well observed to us; and I hope andpray God, that thou mayest be the means of stirring upour stony hearts to turn unto Him, the Living and the