A LETTER sent from the Inhabitants of HULL To the Right worshipful the high sheriff, and the rest of the Gentry in the County of york.  
Now attending his sacred majesties pleasure.  
London Printed 164●.   

april 30. 1642. TO THE RIGHT worshipful the high sheriff, and the rest of the Gentry, in the County of york, now attending his sacred majesties pleasure.  
Gentlemen,  
NOw( if ever) stand fast, quit yourselves as Fathers of your country, let it appear before God and all the World, that truly generous blood runs in your veins; Evidence in Gods N●me, your heartiest loyalty and dearest affection to his most sacred majesty. But while you remember the King, forget not the kingdom for the Lords sake; put not asunder those things which God hath so nearly joined together, oh consider the Honour, the cause of God, the good success of this present Parliament, your lives, laws, liberties, your temporal, your spiritual Welfare lie all bleeding this day at your own feet, and earnestly supplicate your best assistance.  
Till us wee beseech you; shall we die and you live? Can it possibly go well with you, while ill with us? Is it not your own cause and quarrel? Nay, GODS and the Kings which wee maintain? Stand you not as much interested, and as deeply engaged to appear, for God and the Kings Honour as wee ourselves? Were we disposed to Recriminate, we could Anathomize before God and man the worthlessness of those unreasonable men, who scuh the great Zealots, not onely for the ruin, but the Eclipsing of the Glory of this blessed Parliament.  
But our intent onely is, to beg that at your hands which in Justice you dare not, and in charity,( wee are sure) ought not to deny us, and that's your help and utmost endeavour in this nick of our( wee had almost said your) greatest necessity. Be assured there was never a greater prise in your hands then at this time. In poor Hall are embarked two of the richest jewels in the world. Gods Truth, and Christendomes Peace: each of which in valuation far exceed a Kings ransom. Wee delight not in a needless and superfluous expense of words, and therefore we shall in short tell you, what wee or rather God expects this day at all your hands. viz. That you( and that with instance) Petition His most Excellent Majesty, to vouchsafe the influence of His royal favour and gracious presence to His Great council, the High Court of Parliament, the onely way,( in human apprehension) to staunch the bleeding wounds of Ireland and distracted England.  
That you now help the Lord against the mighty.  
That with as humble boldness you manifest your extreme unwillingness to co●e in an hostile way against us, least you bring guiltless blood upon your own heads, and and kindle such a fire in England, as will never be quenched: Assure yourselves, th●● without much caution and greatest circ●mspection, you may raise up such a spirit as will not be Conjured down again in hast. Worthies, Ponder we beseech you our present but sad condition, set yourselves before GODS awful bar, make our case your own.  
Let your Consciences speak: Would you betray so great a trust committed to you, by so great a council? Would you that wee should wound through your sides Heaven and Earth? What you shall attempt against us, will in the reflection result upon God, the King, the Church, the State, yourselves; Would you to satisfy a good King set open the Gates, and with the same courtesy gratefie a very bad company, who seek nothing less then either the safety of His Majesties royal Person and posterity; or the security of His Dominions and Liege-people? Would you have us wash our hands in your dearest blood? In sum, would you have us render you the people of the Kings wrath? Wee are confident you would not; do then( according to the primordiall Law) as you would be done unto. Strike in wee beseech you efectually whilst you have time, put not God upon another course of deliverance, least the Honour of yorkshire be laid in the dust for ever.  
Oh! Give us in this great streight, real testimony of your affections; and you shall for ever have the acknowledgement of the real obligations of all  
Your affectionate Friends and humble Servants, in the poor town of Hull.  
FINIS.