MR. Matthew; Doe not think me forgetfull, or altered towards you. But if I should say, I could doe you any good, I should make my Power, more than it is. I doe hear that, which I am right sorry for; That you grow more Impatient, and Busie, than at first: which maketh me exceedingly fear the issue of that, which seemeth not to stand at a stay. I my Self, am out of doubt, that you have been miserably abused, when you were first seduced: But that, which I take in Compassion, others may take in Severity. I pray God, that understandeth us all, (better than we understand one another,) contain you, (even as I hope he will,) at the least, within the Bounds of Loyalty to his Majesty, and Natural Piety towards your Country. And I entreat you much, sometimes, to meditate, upon the extreme Effects of Superstition, in this last Powder Treason; fit to be tabled, and pictured, in the Chambers of Meditation, as another Hell, above the Ground; And well justifying, the Censure of the Heathen; That Superstition is farr worse than Atheism: By how much it is less evil, to have no Opinion, of God at all; than such as is impious, towards his Divine Majesty, and Goodness. Good Mr. Matthew, receive your Self back, from these Courses, of Perdition: Willing to have written a great deal more, I continue.