TO JOHN PASTON I 1465, 06, 11
To my ryght wyrshypfull hosbond John Paston be thys lettere delyueryd.
Ryght wyrshypfull husbond, I recomaunde me vn-to you. Please it you to wyte that I recevyd letters from you on Wensday laste passyd the were wryten the Monday next be-fore, wherof I thanke you of the lettere that ye send to me. I wolde fayn doo well yf I cowde, and as I canne I wol doo to youre pleasure and profet, and in such thyngys as I cannot skyle of I wyll take avyse of such as I know that be youre frendys, and doo as well as I canne. Where as ye wrote to me that Lydham told you that I told hym that the Duckys men werre not so besy as thay had be by-fore, no more thay were not at that tyme; but sythen they haue be bysyere. What confort that thay haue I canne not haue no knowlych as yet, but I suppose, and all youre felshyp were gode, thay sholdnot haue so grete confort as thay haue, or ells thay wold not be so besy as thay haue be. Grete bost they make that the Duck shold haue Drayton in peas, and aftere thys Haylesdon, and that wyth-in short tyme. Thay ere moch the boldere, I suppose, by-cause that ye be where as ye be. At the reverens of God, yf ye may by any wyrshypfull or resonabell mene, com ovte ther-of as sone as ye may, and com hom a-mongys youre frendys and tenauntys, and that shold be to hem the grettyst confort that thay myȝt haue and the contrary to youre enmys. It ys sayd here that the Duck of Suffolk shall com to Coshay in haste and logge there for a season. I fyle well by youre tenauntys that yf ye were peaseabyly possessyd and youre cort holden in peaseabyll wyse, and that thay myȝt be in pease a-yenst the othere many, than they wold take accyons a-yenste hem for such wrongys as haue be don to hem. And ells thay say that they thernot take it vppon hem, for they dwelle so ney to the othere many that thay knowe well thay shold neuer be in ease yf thay dyde soo whyle that thay dele a-mongys hem. On Thursday last John Doket, the bayly ys son y lawe, and Thomas Ponte, wyth othere, erly in the mornyng an ovre by-fore the sonne rose com to youre fold and drove away the flock at Drayton, both colyet and othere, in-to Coshay fee or euer that the shypherd myght haue knowlych