To his Brother Charles Date: LONDON, February 26, 1763. DEAR BROTHER, I perceive verba fiunt mortuo Plautus's Poenulus, IV. ii. 18: 'Words are wasted on a dead man.'; so I say no more about your coming to London. Here stand I; and I shall stand, with or without human help, if God is with me. Yesterday Mr. Madan and I with a few more gave the full hearing to the famous Turk and his associate. See letter of Feb. 8. He is an exquisite wretch; was originally a Spanish Jew, afterwards a Turk, then a Papist, then a Jew again, then a Protestant, and now at last (under Mr. Lombardi's wing) a zealous Papist! Concerning his companion we are still in doubt. We fear he is little better; though we cannot prove it. Mr. Gaussen tells us the stroke will come to-morrow evening; the rest say not till Monday. The earthquake which Bell prophesied. The Gaussens were London friends. See C. Wesley's Journal, ii, 217; and previous letter. Let us live to-day! I labor for peace; but they still make themselves ready for battle. Peace be with you and yours! Adieu!