Capt^n. Jones
Sir

Your favors by Capt^n. Young and M^r. Chandler¹ received the evening they came down; no person hath asked leave to go on shore, since I wrote you—Every decent and proper line of conduct, shall be duly attended to, in my power, however shou'd anything to the contrary happen (tho'I don't expect it) cannot think myself responsible, unless it be thro'my neglect of duty—If you'll please to order down cloathing it will be of infinite service, several of the people have had colds, and others infested with Vermin—the men are at present, in perfect peace, and I dare say if properly cloathed it will continue, at which I am sensible you will be very happy—I have taken the liberty since you left the ship, to serve the people one gill of brandy each, in the morning at turning out, and the other gill mix'd in Grog at dinner, which gives universal content, and they seem very thanful for the indulgence. Intend Graveing the ship immediately after the holiday, if the weather permit—the Carpenters on shore will not work till monday next—The magazine is lowered fourteen inches, and will be finished this evening—two hands are on shore, plaining the plank for the quarters—expect to raise the Orlop tomorrow if possible—Capt^n. Young says he is afraid to take prisoners, on account of his crew, and even wants me to take his man that is under confinement—I cou'd wish you to prevail with Capt^n. Nicholson to take the prisoners, when he takes charge of his ship²—Have nothing to add, but my wishes for your pleasant Journey to Paris, the Compliments of the season, in which the Officers Join me, and am [&c.]