Benjamin Franklin to His Sister（Mrs.Jane Mecom）
London，September16，1758
Dear Sister，
I received your favour of June 17.I wonder you have had no letter from me since my being in England.I have written you at least two，and I think a third before this，and what was next to waiting on you in person，sent you my picture.In June last I sent Benny a trunk of books，and wrote to him；I hope they have come to hand，and that he meets with encouragement in his business.I con⁃gratulate you on the conquest of Cape Breton，and hope as your people took it by praying，the first time，you will now pray that it may never be given up again，which youthen forgot.Billy is well，but in the country.I left him at Tun bridge Wells，where we spent a fortnight，and he is now gone with some company to see Portsmouth.We have been together over a great part of England this summer and among other places，visited the town our father was born in，and found some relations in that part of the country still living.
Our cousin Jane Franklin，daughter of our uncle John，died about a year ago.We saw her husband，Robert Page，who gave us some old letters to his wife，from Uncle Benjamin.In one of them，dated Boston，July 4，1723，he writes that your uncle Josiah has a daughter Jane，about twelve years old，a good－humored child.So keep up to your character，and don’ t be angry when you have no letters.In a little book he sent her，called“None but Christ，”he wrote an acrostic on her name，which for namesake’ s sake，as well as the good advice it contains，I transcribe and send you.
“Illuminated from on high，
And shining brightly in your sphere.
Ne’ er faint，but keep a steady eye，
Expecting endless pleasures there.”
“Flee vice as you’ d a serpent flee；
Raise faith and hope three stories higher，
And let Christ’ s endless love to thee
Ne’ er cease to make thy love aspire.
Kindness of heart by words express，
Let your obedience be sincere，
In prayer and praise you God address，
Nor cease，till he can cease to hear.”
After professing truly that I had a great esteem and veneration for the pious author，permit me a little to play the commentator and critic on these lines.The meaning of three stories higher seems somewhat obscure.You are to understand，then，that faith，hope，and charity have been called the three steps of Jacob’ s ladder，reachingfrom earth to heaven；our author calls them stories，like⁃ning religion to a building，and these are the three stories of the Christian edifice.Thus improvement in religion is called building up and edification.Faith is then the ground floor，hope is up one pair of stairs.My dear beloved Jenny，don’ t delight so much to dwell in those lower rooms，but get as fast as you can into the garret，for in truth the best room in the house is charity.For my part，I wish the house was turned up side down.It is so difficult（when one is fat）to go upstairs；and not only so，but I i⁃magine hope and faith may be more firmly built upon char⁃ity，than charity upon faith and hope.However that my be，I think it the better reading to say——
“Raise faith and hope one story higher.”
Correct it boldly，and I’ ll support the alteration；for，when you are up two stories already，if you raise your building three stories higher you will make five in all，which is two more than there should be，you expose yourupper rooms more to the winds and storms；and，besides，I am afraid the foundation will hardly bear them，unless indeed you build with such light stuff as straw and stubble，and that，you know，won’ t stand fire.Again，where the author says，
“Kindness of heart by words express，”
strike out words，and put in deeds.The world is too full of compliments already.They are the rank growth of every soil，and choke the good plants of benevolence，and beneficence；nor do I pretend to be the first in this com⁃parison of words and actions to plants；you may remember an ancient poet，whose works we have all studied and cop⁃ied at school long ago.
“A man of words and not of deeds
Is like a garden full of weeds.”
It is a pity that good works，among some sorts of peo⁃ple，are so little valued，and good words admired in their stead：I mean seemingly pious discourses，instead of hu⁃mane benevolent actions.Those they almost put out of countenance，by calling morality rotten morality，right⁃eousness ragged righteousness，and even filthy rags——and when you mention virtue，pucker up their noses as if they smelt a stink；at the same time that they eagerly snuff up an empty canting harangue，as if it was a pose of the choicest flowers：So they have inverted the good old verse，and say now
