Dr Sir/

This day we din'd on a Turtle wich you Sent in hear, and was taken out of the Wreck² and as he was destin'd for the Support of the Pres't Infamous Ministry in Great Brittain we Condemn'd him as a Tory ー and have dealt with him Accordingly ー and I hope you'l have the Good Luck to alter the Course of many more of them, that are sent on the same Purpose Viz to fill their Damn'd Gutts &c

ー how Ever to the Purpose Next time you send a Prize oblige the Prize Master to Bring them Safe into NLondn & [not] Run them on Rocks &c ー but Capn [Elisha] Hinman desires you'l take up his People and Send them up in Irons ー³

ー I have all the shirts shoes &c you desir'd me to git ー The Ladys are much Concern'd about your Health are Certain if you were well you would be hear

ー God Bless you if you Can Read this Letter its more Than I Can ー I wish you Luck ー Never Quit the Andrew Doriaー

Remember I give you this advice ー a Frigate is not the Thing ー I am Dr Sir [&c.]

Nicholass Biddle Esqr Commandr of the
Continantal Briggnt Andrew Doria att New Port