But My GOD, _still
faithful to his promise_, raised me a friend. Mr. Henry Gurdney, a
Quaker, a gracious gentleman heard of our distress, he sent a servant of
his own to the woman we hired the room of, paid our rent, and bought all
the goods with my wife's loom and gave it us all.
Some other gentlemen, hearing of his design, were pleased to assist him
in these generous acts, for which we never can be thankful enough; after
this my children soon came about; we began to do pretty well again; my
dear wife work'd hard and constant when she could get work, but it was
upon a disagreeable footing as her employ was so uncertain, sometimes
she could get nothing to do and at other times when the weavers of
_Norwich_ had orders from London they were so excessively hurried, that
the people they employ'd were often oblig'd to work on the
_Sabbath-day_; but this my wife would never do, and it was matter of
uneasiness to us that we could not get our living in a regular manner,
though we were both diligent, industrious, and willing to work.
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