ot be put in prison again on his account, and lose
another servant by the gaol fever, and then obtain neither
thanks nor reward. I am going out of town again in a day or
two, but I shall now write very frequently, therefore be not
alarmed for I will run into no danger. Burn this letter and
speak to no one about it, nor any others that I may send. God
bless you, my dear mother.

G. B.

To Mrs. Ann Borrow, Willow Lane, St. Giles, Norwich (Inglaterra)

MADRID, _August 5, 1838._

MY DEAR MOTHER,--I merely write this to inform you that I am
back to Madrid from my expedition. I have been very successful
and have sold a great many Testaments. Indeed all the villages
and towns within thirty miles have been supplied. In Madrid
itself I can do nothing as I am closely watched by order of the
government and not permitted to sell, so that all I do is by
riding out to places where they cannot follow me. I do not
blame them, for they have much to complain of, though nothing
of me, but if the Society will countenance such men as they
have lately done in the South of Spain they must expect to reap
the consequences. It is very probable that I may come to
England in a little time, and then you will see me; but do not
talk any more about yourself being 'no more seen,' for it only
serves to dishearten me, and God knows I have enough to make me
melancholy already. I am in a great hurry and cannot write any
more at present.--I remain, dear mother, yours affectionately,

GEORGE BORROW.

To Mrs. Ann Borrow

(No date.)

MY DEAR MAMA,--As I am afraid that you may not have received my
last letter in consequence of several couriers having been
stopped, I write to inform you that I am quite well.

I have been in some difficulties. I was selling so many
Testaments that the priests became alarmed, and prevailed on
the government to put a stop to my selling any more; they were
likewise talking of prosecuting me as a witch, but they have
thought better of it. I hear it is very cold in England, pray
take care of yourself, I shall send you more in a few
weeks.--God bless you, my dear mama,

G. B.

It was in the middle of his third and last visit to Spain that Borrow
wrote this next letter to his mothe