DEAR BROTHER,

There was due to me on 6th of March last past, upon my ordinary

entertainment, the sum of two thousand pounds, of which I have not yet

received one shilling, notwithstanding that I was forced to run myself

in debt for my late journey to Portugal; as I have written long since

to my Lord Arlington, requesting I might, by his Lordship's means,

obtain a particular Privy Seal for the reimbursement of my laying-out

therein, as was promised when that case should arrive.

Moreover, I have both pawned and sold plate for my present

subsistence, and if immediately I do not receive a supply of all that

is due to me upon amount of ordinaries, the which I do hopefully

expect upon former addresses to that purpose, I cannot subsist longer

in this Court, nor yet know how to remove out of it, if such should be

his Majesty's orders of revocation, by my Lord of Sandwich: a thing

intimated to me here by more than common persons, whether with or

without ground I cannot say, having not heard one word from any

Minister of our Court for the space of above seven weeks last past, or

concerning myself anything out of England, save what I read in a

London diurnal, that letters from me out of Portugal, by sea,

signifying my then immediate return for Madrid, were come to hand. The

like whereof having never happened to me before, so much as for a

fortnight's time, I am utterly to seek what to impute it to, unless it

be interceptings in France since the war hath been declared. In the

meantime, it puts me to a great confusion in many respects,

particularly for the want of monies; and thus farther I crave leave to

inform you upon the same point, which is, that if my brother Turnor's

kindness had not advanced out of his own purse, to comply with my

bills, above a thousand pounds, before he received the last tallies on

my behalf, whereof I have not had any notice, I had been reduced to

yet greater extremities than these I am contending with.

Having thus delivered the truth of my condition in matter of fact, I

presume there will need nothing farther of argument, with so good a

friend and brother, to quicken and keep alive your constant endeavours

for me, or indeed with such others whose concurrence is necessary to

render your brotherly offices effectual, to afford the same

accordingly, upon the mere account of our Master's honour and service,

without other relation to the person that bears his image in this

particular.

I pray you, as you have done hitherto, permit my brother Turnor to

remind you of these things as often as occasion shall require.

My Lord Sandwich, according to our computation here, will begin his

journey towards us to-morrow from the Corunna, and if his Excellency

makes no stop by the way will arrive in this Court about twenty days

hence, hardly sooner. I rest, dear brother, your most affectionate

brother and faithful servant,

RICHARD FANSHAWE.--Ibid.

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