[Sidenote: 1471 / OCT. 28]
Ryght worchepfull m[other, as lowly as] I can I recomand me to yow,
besechyng yow of your dayly blyssyng, praying yow to take thys key, and
Sir Jam[ys] . . . . . [m]y broder E., or J. Pampyng, and to ondo the
kofyr that standith at my bedys feet, and ther in a ly[tyl sqw]are box
ye shall fy[nd two de]dys, wher of the seallys be wownd in whyght paper;
my brodyr E. sye [_saw_] when I wond them up. The tone [begy]nyth
‘Sciant, &c., quod ego _Matilda Bigota_’; and the todyr begynyth
‘Sciant, &c., quod ego _Rogerus_ . . . . .’ [I pray y]ow lett [them be]
sealyd and sent me by _Radley_ with the deedes there in. Sir Jamys
knowyth the . . . . . . . But [if so] be that ye fynd not thys box with
thes two deedes in that cofyr, then I prey yow take the k[ey] . . . . .
. . . teye of the same cofyr, and opyn the cofyr that standyth in the
utter chambyr, and ther ye shall fynd . . . . . . . . . [d]edes. My
brodyr, Sir John, recomandyth hym to yow, and besechyth yow of your
blyssyng; and as for hys mater [there is yet no conclu]syon of no poynt,
but I tryst ther shall be with in thes ij. dayeys. Jenney, W.
trowbly[th] . . . . . . . [my] brodyrs servauntes with old accyons and
all syche thynges as he can renew to stoppe the oblygacio[ns w]hyche he
is bownd in on to my broder; but all shall be easeyd, I tryst. As for
Mrs. A. Hawlt, the mater is mevyd [by div]ers of the Qwenys consayll,
and of ferre by R. Hault, but he wold it shold be fyrst of our mocyon,
and we wold [it] shold com of theym fyrst; our mater shold be the
bettyr.
Tydynges, ther is a generall pardon mevyd whyche my brodyr J. trystyth
to have the preve[lege] of as soone as it is grantyd, whyche shall bee a
bowght All Halow tyed at the ferthest. I have spok with my L[ord Rive]rs
and with all myn old aqweyntance, and have good cheer of theym, hold as
it maye. When we be conclud[yd in] eny poynte of our maters, ye shall
have knowlage ther howhe to put yow in [comfort] er we have eny . . .
but in veyn when we have comfort ye shall have parte. Newe tydynges,
datys s . . . [s]ugyr of Mr. Kwte (?) x_d._ di.lb., and bettyr I tryst.
No more, but I beseche God preserve yow and yours.
Wretyn on [Seint] Symondes Day and Jwde.
Your humblest sone and servaunt,