One text, 2 sources · Trismegistos-Text 19423
Letter from Eudaimonis to her son Apollonios the strategos about material for a garment TM 19423Hermopolis
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A private letter from Eudaimonis to her son Apollonios, strategos of the Apollonopolite nome, about her failure to find the right material (Laconian) for a white garment set and asking him to buy and send it. She also passes on greetings from family members, including his wife Aline and daughter Heraidous.
In English machine translation
[recto]
Eudaimonis to Apollonios her son, very many greetings.
I was very glad to hear that you are well, and your sister Soeris too. From the day you sent to me, I searched for the Laconian wool (?) and did not find it, only rotten Attalian. You are not unaware that you gave half a pound and 2 drachmas in weight for the white garment set. So you will spend one pound and a stater in weight. Buy it then and send it, so that it may be sent to you quickly. I urge you to stay by yourself, so that you do not grieve me […]. Greet Aline your sister. Soeris thanks you very much and wrote me a letter about this.
Little Heraidous greets you and her mother.
Farewell, child.
Choiak 24.
[verso]
To Apollonios, strategos of the Apollonopolite nome.
Part of the archive of the strategos Apollonios (early 2nd century AD). 'Laconian' and 'Attalian' are trade names for kinds of textile material or dye, and 'sister' Aline is in fact his wife, addressed in family style.
Working translation of the DDbDP edition, made with Claude Opus 5.5 from the edition and the catalogue records shown below (catalogued as Brief der Eudaimonis an ihren Sohn Apollonios). It has not been reviewed by a papyrologist: check the edition before citing. Restorations follow the edition; […] marks lost text and (?) an uncertain reading.
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[r] Εὐδαιμονὶς Ἀπολλωνίωι τῶι υἱῶι πλεῖστα χαίρειν. λίαν ἐχάρην ἀκούσασα ὅτι ἔρρωσαι καὶ ἡ ἀδελφή σου Σοῆρις. ἀφʼ ᾗς ἡμέρας ἔπεμψάς μοι, ἐζήτησα τὸ λακώνιον καὶ οὐχ εὗρον ἀλλὰ ἀτταλιανὸν σαπρόν. οὐκ ἀγνοεῖς δὲ ὅτι ἡμιλίτριον ἔδωκας καὶ δραχμὰς β ὁλκῆς εἰς τὸ συνθεσείδιον τὸ λευκό…