A private letter from Diogenes, a linen merchant, to his friend Apollinarios, a councillor of Antinoopolis away on an embassy. Diogenes reassures him that his young daughter (?) and his house are well cared for, including a night guard at the house, and asks him to check on a cloak for his child.
In English machine translation
Greetings, my lord Apollinarios, from Diogenes your friend.
Having found someone going to you, I greet you most gladly, praying to all the gods for your safety […]
[…]
[…] I came (?) for the great festival. I took care of the little one until she should sail down, and everything has been provided for her, so that on your return you will bear witness to it. And about the house, be free from worry, as though you were present. I sent the little letter to the little one, and I also had the night-strategos' guard sleep at the house. Greet Ploutogenes our friend.
I pray for your health, lord.
[margin]
If it is no trouble to you, ask Antinoos whether he bought the cloak for your child, and if not, buy it.
[verso]
To Apollinarios, councillor of Antinoopolis, envoy, from Diogenes, linen merchant.
The nyktostrategos was a municipal official in charge of night watch. 'The little one' probably refers to a young girl of Apollinarios' household; the phrasing about the festival is damaged.'
Working translation of the DDbDP edition, made with Claude Opus 5.5 from the edition and the catalogue records shown below (catalogued as Letter of Diogenes). It has not been reviewed by a papyrologist: check the edition before citing. Restorations follow the edition; […] marks lost text and (?) an uncertain reading.