Lunenburg Octr. 30, 1749
Sister Eunice,
Tho' in A great Hurry yet the Love I bear towards you constrains me to write a few lines to you which you must recieve as the forerunner of a more correct Epistle hereafter; for in short att present I am in the middle of Sea; in a very Long Traverse Voiage & if I don't keep a good Journall, I shall be in danger of steering to some Unknown Harbour perhaps an Enemys wch. would scare you very much. So likewise I'd have you be very carefull now you are left alone and now that more difficult Times are comeing upon you.1 Get wisdom get Understanding forsake her nott & she will preserve thee. Wisdom is the principall thing. Wisdom will Avail when Worldly Riches shall fail & will go with us beyound the Grave. Remr. me to all Freinds &c. I Conclude yr. Loving Brother & Freind & well wisher,
ROBERT-TREAT PAINE
P: S Write to me by the bearer who will Come out to Day.