MRP: 3rd April 1663, Letter from Elizabeth Dalyson to Sir GO, London

TRANSCRIPTION COMPLETED, THURSDAY 4TH JUNE 2009

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My Deeare Brother,

I writt a long lres to thee dated yesterday the 1:st of Aprill 1663: by w:ch you will give a guess how yoour affaires stand heere this lre I send intrusted by my Coz:n Rich:d hardres w:th whome I send a small Long white Box w:th y:e Commission & Directions; I have Aquainted W:m Pusey (sic) y:t y:e Commission is in M:r Rich:d Hard’s hands in case of mortallity for I have not sent it by Cap:t Millett nor M:r Kennon because o:r Councell advised mee to y:e Contrary in regard they are Commissioners in y:e Box you will finde ample (sic) instructions; I suppose yo:r man Watts (sic) may bee of use to you in understanding y:e manner of executeing a Commission Once more Deare Brother bee very Carefull in y:e manadgeing this great affaire, for wee have most implacable enemyes (sic) & will take advantage if possible I have sent you b y Cap:t Millett 9: Rowles (sic) asI use to make them upe [or “upd”], each Rowle sealed w:th 5: seales to answer this one y:e Topp of my lre each Rowle marked G:O: & in each Rowle one

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Hundred Burds (sic) [What on earth are “Burds”?] except one & theare is y:e overpluss (sic) of y:e whole as you will understand by Pusey who hath three Rowles two for M:r Goodyear (sic) direct:d to you & one for your selfe. Theare is 20 Birds (sic) from S:r Edmund Hoskings (sic) as a token to his sonn M:r Tho:s Hoskins (sic) allsoe 10: Birds on your Ould serv:t Will:m Jensens Account who I assure you deserves well for his dilligence & care in our concernes hee hath beene very usefull & honest, I could not have beene w:thout him, to forme [?] [Or, “serve”??] supeneads [??] & orders w:ch are w:thout Nomber there are severall sorts of Birds sent to one M:r ffrancis Nelthorpe w:chcometh (sic) from á freind of my Brother Oxindens & 2: Birds from my Brother to our Nephew H:O: from his ffather & 3: Birds & 3.4 from Judge Goddard to his sonn from his ffather & Mother & á paire of silke stockins (sic) from y:e lady Bisk (sic) his Aunt severall freinds have engag:d me to present theire service to you as S:r Edw:d Walker his Lady S:r John: Clapton & his Lady which was babe (sic) Walker she is well & happyly (sic) Marryed S:r Robert Wiseman & his Lay (sic) Honest Erase [??] my sister Matt: Masters who is now heare & a great many more as M:r Raworth & his family M:r Vincent Cozen Boone & a hundred & fivety more I shall hint something to you in a word y:t our Enemyes gave out y:t it was tyme you left England for you weare worse than nothing in yo:r estate for to bee shure you should never gett a penny of w:t was oweing from them because you had damnified them soo much as y:t they expected preparation if it weare a bove ground but I hope in y:e windeing up you will finde all these vapers [or vapors] Lyes; ffor y:e ffardenandoe M:r Buckworth Loves great freind tould mee last weeke y:e 6700 w:ch they say wee ought to Love & Etc:a is vanished & wee shall receave a good round somm in y:e Conclusion & I hope well of all y:e rest; S:r Geo: Smith will allwayes sayto mee hee beleeves all your demands are Just & ought to bee payed, onely y:e Bills of Exch:a yoou will heare from him I supos (sic) how hee is blamed for not appeareing w:th Nowell now S:r Martine (sic) & y:e rest.

I will inclose heere y:e Legorne:e Acco:t & y:e Callicoe:s sould by Bretton (sic) & w:t is past soo prthy (sic) Deare President doo not require it at my hands: & w:th all I will promise you to bee better than I will say for it is high tyme wee begin to lay up for a wett day but God knowes w:t will become of us wee begin to bee out of order as you will heare by those who goo from hence, undoubtedly wee are bee (sic) sett on all sides w:th papist (sic) & phanaticks, But our trust is in God, & y:e Kinge, y:e last wee will hope will not forgett Gods infinite Mercy & goodnesse to him, & use (sic) but there is litle signe of our being sconsable (sic) of mercy or Judgem:tt some tymes I

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am much cast downe at thy absence, But when I consider w:th myselfe w:t providence carryes you out I doo pasifie (sic) my selfe & then to see how uncertaine tymes are; I thanke God for his providence to thee: Our Coz:n Dicke Oxinden hath som thoughts of gooing beyond Sea if wee should have warrs as it is much feared, certainely hee will not stay now many more of his Trade will doo y:e same; I must say some thing off Schare:e (sic) poore wench shee hath scase (sic) beene well a weeke together since you went shee grows very consumptive & weake (sic) but is as honest & as good as ever shee was & as much your humble serv:t shee & I please our selves talkeing of you ould storyes; Her ffreind M:r Shaw y:e Merch:t Dyed last weeke & made M:rs Lewis his sole executrix but y:e Scotch people opose (sic) her might & name, God knowes w:t will come of y:e busyeness; Jonson hath bine at y:e point of Death hee hath kept his bead (sic) & Chamber this fortnight, but I hope will recover; Our Brother pearce is well & our Nephewes & neeces theare & things goo theire as they use to doo; My neece pegge [??] was w:th mee to (sic) months in y:e winter to see if London would agree w:th her better than Stompett (sic) [Could this be Stonepitt(s), the home of Sir Thomas Piers?], & to say truth I thinke shee was amended, but hee would suffer her to stay noo longer; my sonn Dallyson, & Daughter, & all thears are in health but I could never gett tyme to goo to see them & I beleeve I shall hardly sturr this summer, wee have thoughts y:t our Nephew James master should have manadged [could this be “marradged”?] last Tearme but it is off; I haveing heare wearyed thee, soo will conclude w:th my Deare Love & best wishes to my best freind & rest.

Yo:r most affectionate
Sister till Death
Eliz:a Dalyson

Aprill y:e 3:d 1663:

[As a footnote, but not officially a post scriptum]

Deare Hart (sic) I have sent Into S:r Geo: Smith one hund:d
pounds as hee desired on y:e Loy:ll March:t acco:t God Bless thee &
her I have sent you out by Cap:t Nich:o Millett a prcll (sic) of Gould (sic)
to y:e vallue of one Thousand pounds god send it safe to thee