ABSTRACT
To King Ptolemy greeting from Ctesicles. I am being wronged by Dionysius and my daughter Nike. For though I had nurtured her … when I was stricken with bodily infirmity and my eyesight became enfeebled she would not furnish me with the necessaries of life. And when I wished to obtain justice from her in Alexandria … she gave me a written oath by the king that she would pay me twenty drachmae every month … Now, however, corrupted by that bugger Dionysius, she is not keeping any of her engagements to me, in contempt of my old age and my present infirmity. 1
