The Princes first Fruits: OR, A Full and Perfect RELATION OF TWO VICTORIES Obtained by Col. Rich his Brigade, together with the Forces under the Command of Sir Michael Levesey, over some forces landed out of the Revolted ships near Sandown Castle, in the County of KENT, August 10. & 14.  
TOGETHER WITH A Perfect List of the Commanders, and Officers taken Prisoners, and the number of slain on both sides.  
To the three Sons of their Father the D.  
Put up thy Pipes Prag. Melancholicus  
Bedew thy sheet with tears: Elencticus!  
Say, Where's thy jacob's staff, what star to foe  
Did slain your glory with this overthrow?  
Come leave your lisping, and at length be wise,  
The despised Cause must Conquer all your lies.  
Printed in the year 1648.   

Loving Brother,  
THE Prince (whom so many of our Pulpits flattered, with the Title of The pledge of our ensuing happiness) hath given us a taste of that sweet fruit, which the Kingdom is likely to gather from his Government, if the Lord in wrath permit him to rule over us: The young man hath begun a health to England's happiness, and the people's liberty, in a cup of blood. Upon Thursday the 10 of this present, his Highness, as they call him, (for my part I know not how tall he is) landed a party of some 80 of his men, under the Command of one Aldredge, a Cheesemonger, who lived sometime in Bread-street, and was Apprentice with Mr. Rob. Smith; there might be a kind of ill-favoured policy, in sending out these Water-Rats at the Heels of this Cheesemonger, the smell of his old profession might engage them farther with him, than their personal valour could carry them on; and indeed it proved so, for being landed, they fell upon a small party of Sir Michael Lev●seys foot who were upon the guard, (at the two houses, which we call the Halfway houses, between Sandwich and Sandown,) beat them off, and took possession of the houses; Sir Michael's horse taking the Alarm, charged the enemy with abundance of Gallantry, routed the Party, wounded many, killed 8. or 9 upon the place, and put the rest (they having first fired the Warriners house) to flight. Among the prisoners taken, Aldredge was one, who knew me well, and told me he went aboard at Yarmouth with Cap. johnson: this poor man was miserably wounded in the back, shoulder, and arm, cut in the head, and both hands; yet that party, with whom he unhappily engaged, refused to afford him any succour or means (if possible) to cure his wounds. Sir Michael sent a Trumpet to Sandown Castle, acquainting them with his condition, and permitting them, if they please, to take him in, but they (whose mercies are cruelties) would not. This Aldredge told me, that Prince Rupert and the Lord Gerard promised him to follow, but whether they did or not, he could not say: and for valiant Captain johnson, if you inquire of him, take it merrily: 
But Oh Thom. Johnson! Where was he?  
Truly where safest 'twas to be,  
Beset with Bottles, three times three,  
Which no body can deny.  Had it been a drinking match on shore, the High Admiral himself, could not have kept his new Col. aboard; but I am persuaded the Gentleman is sick of fight, and wisheth himself in his Landladies Chimney-corner, at the spread Eagle in Gratious-street.  
I have no more at present, but to pray God to open the eyes of the Prince, his Right, Trusty, and Well-beloved at London, whether they be Lords, or Common Council men, that (before it be too late) they may see God in the greatness of his power, coming out against that party, and breaking them in pieces, so as if he did point out with his finger (as he doth to Babylon's daughter,) that they and their adherents are to be destroyed. Farewell.  
Your affectionate Brother, I. H. Canterbury, August 11. 1648.   

A true Copy of a Letter to a friend in London, concerning the late fight at Deal in Kent, with the number of the slain, and a perfect list of the prisoners taken.  
Worthy Friend,  
SInce you and I have wept together, and poured out our souls to God in the behalf of the daughter of our people, I could not but in the day of jerusalems' rejoicing, call you to rejoice and be glad with her. It is the song of the faithful in these parts, (and I hope it will be said in this day with you also) for this is our God, we have waited for him, & he will save us: this is the Lord, we have waited for him, we will be glad and rejoice in his salvation. Truly friend, God hath appeared for us from his holy heaven, and our God from the mountain of his power; clouds and darkness were round about us, even a sad expectation of a second insurrection by the sons of violence amongst us, and behold light hath appeared to us, & joy to the Tabernacle of the upright. God (though in the wisdom of his providence, he hath not yet broken and scattered the ships of our enemies by the east wind) hath wonderfully appeared for us. Yesterday (being the 14 of this present month) the King's Son (the darkness of his Father's image) landed about 5 or 600 armed men (fit instruments as any in Colchester, or Hamiltons' Army, to establish the happiness of this Kingdom) near Sandowne Castle, this morning they sallied out of the Castle (where they secured themselves the last night,) & intended to have fallen upon our friends in their quarters at upper Deal, and to have swallowed them up for breakfast. But God (who ordained the earth to help the woman against the Dragon) sent a man before, a Seaman, who coming out of the ship, listed himself under Col. Richardo, and furnished them with intelligence of this design; this caused our friends to draw down all, or the greatest part of their forces both horse and foot to lower Deal (who else had lain scattered about the Country 4 or 5 miles in compass) it is a sad truth that our honoured Friends in the L. Gen. his Army, are so few, and they so weak by reason of sickness, that some companies do not afford above 40 fight men; yet the L. (who useth to appear than most when his power shall not be darkened by the shadow of an arm of flesh) put such courage into their hearts, and clothed their arm with such sinews, & strength, that they gave them such a blow, as was beyond their own, contrary to their enemies, and above their Friend's expectation, the manner briefly thus.  
Major Husbands led the horse, Lieut. Col. Axted the foot, Sir. Michael Levesey charged gallantly with them, before I can tell you they fought, they ran. In the charge Col. Riches Quarter Mr. and 3 troopers of ours were slain, 18 private soldiers wounded: Major Husbands had the heel of his hoot shot off, the Lieut. Col. horse killed under him, but he was soon furnished with another for the chase, in which 180 of the enemy fell (never to rise more) upon the sands. Gibson their Major Gen. with 20 more Commanders and Officers, and 73 private soldiers taken prisoners, 300 arms, with abundance of brave pillage; the Commanders so much gold and silver in their pockets, as if they had no need of the Cities 20000 li.  
I cannot hear that Capt. johnson, that famous turncoat was in this service, as it is supposed, he is gone (with Battens Knight errantry) a sheep hunting into Rumney Park; this defeat may probably cool the courage of those mutton mungers; and (we hope) be a standard lifted up against the violence of your London design. I pray inform me by the bea●er how you perceive the Adamites affected with this signal victory: present my love and respects to all our cordial Friends, and be assured I am,  
Your much obliged friend to serve you, D. H. Canterbury August 15. 1648.   

A perfect Copy of a list of the Commanders and Officeers taken the 14 of August 1648. near Sandown Castle in Kent, as it was presented to his Excellency the Lord General Fairfax.  
Mayor General Gibson, Commander in chief.  
Sir john Boyce, the old Rob Carrier of Dunington Castle, shot in the belly, pricked in the neck, and wounded in the head with the But end of a musket.  

Sir john Knotsford.  
Colonel Linsey.  
Sir john Corran.  
Sir Hugh Mahan— sometimes servant to the Prince.  
Lieut. Col. Ball.  
Lieut. Col. Gambling.  
Major Drure.  
Major Borage.  
Capt. Hull.  
Capt. Right.  
Capt. Bourman.  
Capt. Corpe.  
Capt. Poole.  
Mr. Hason.  
Mr. james.  
Mr. Blix.  
Lieut. Handen formerly Bosons' mate.  
Lieut. Castate.  
Lieut. Mashee an Irish man.   
With 180 killed on the place, 73 private soldiers taken prisoners, and 300 Arms.  
FINIS.