Dear Anne,

I write from Worcester, where the troop of Capt Cromwell has arrived; I believe we are to be under the command of Lord Brooke but it's not known yet. There is tumult here; some soldiers whipped for stealing, another hung for murder. They are far different from the men Capt Cromwell has raised in the Fen. There are some desertions but less I think than tumor will have it.

I write to advise you that I have instructed my Mother, Mrs Holyfen in the High-Street, Huntingdon, to pay to you the sum of £5 per month -- more when it becomes available to me. As I swore to you, I will not let you go hungry, nor my father. Your care for him, when all have abandoned him, is a blessing, truly Christlike.

Mrs Kilmister, the wife of Sergeant Kilmister, will also visit when she can, and assist with cooking and care for Father and whatever else you might need.