Whereupon, at his return on the second day of
the week following, my affectionate friend Mary Penington sent me,
by him, forty shillings, which he soon after brought me; out of
which I would have repaid him the twenty shillings he had so kindly
furnished me with, but he would not admit it, telling me I might
have occasion for that and more before I got my liberty.
Not many days after this I received twenty shillings from my father,
who being then at his house in Oxfordshire, and by letter from my
sister understanding that I was a prisoner in Bridewell, sent this
money to me for my support there, and withal a letter to my sister
for her to deliver to one called Mr. Wray, who lived near Bridewell,
and was a servant to Sir Richard Brown in some wharf of his,
requesting him to intercede with his master, who was one of the
governors of Bridewell, for my deliverance; but that letter coming
to my hands, I suppressed it, and have it yet by me.
Now was my pocket from the lowest ebb risen to a full tide. I was
at the brink of want, next door to nothing, yet my confidence did
not fail nor my faith stagger; and now on a sudden I had plentiful
supplies, shower upon shower, so that I abounded, yet was not lifted
up, but in humility could say, "This is the Lord's doing.
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