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THE REBELS TURKISH TYRANNY, in their march Decem. 24. 1641.  
As it was taken out of a Letter sent from Mr. Witcome a Merchant in Kingsale to a Brother of his here. Showing how cruelly they put them to the Sword, ravished religious women, and put their Children upon red hot Spits before their parents eyes; throw them in the fire, and burn them to ashes; cut off their ears, and nose, put out their eyes; cut off their arms, and legs, broil them at the fire, cut out their tongues, and thrust hot Irons down their throats, drown them; dash out their brains, and such like other cruelty not heard of amongst Christians. With a great and bloody skirmish fought between Captain Hull, and the Rebels: and the names of the chief Rebels of that Regiment. And the firing of a Town within a mile of Dublin.  
LONDON: Printed for W. R. 1641.   

THE FRISH REBELS TURKISH TYRANNY: Decemb 24. 1641.  
A Mongst other sad diasters of the Rising of the Rebels in Ireland, there was the 24. of December 1641. an Army of about 5000. Rebels, who were gathered together about Croke Haven in the County of Cork, which is in the South west part of Ireland.  
There was a Religious and godly man, that lived there by name M. Dabnet; who perceiving that the Rebels were come near, sent his servants to his neighbours and Tenants, persuading as many as he could to stand with him at his house, upon their guard, if possible keep them out: So that he had gathered together about 500 that were able to bear Arms; but there was but little provision. So that they barred the gates to them as well as the fence of the house would permit them, and betook them within the house to such provision as they had. But poor souls, it was all to little purpose, for when the Rebels approached, they fell upon the house, and soon entered, and slew all the guard after a most butcherly and cruel manner as soon as ever they entered.  
Then they took M. Dabnet his wife, a religions godly woman, and threw her down upon the floor, and ravished her before 〈…〉. And having to done, they took one of their children, with trickling tears running down its pretty face, stripped off its clothes, and barbarously spit the harmless babe upon a red hot spit, which they had heated in the fire, before its parents eyes, and yet were they not herewith satisfied; but upon the same spit they put another of the children also, to the great and unspeakable grief of their parents. These two babes, they laid down upon a pair of Racks that stood in the chimney, to roast before the fire, and by force made another of the children (bigger than either of the other) to turn the spit about, which was done with an heavy heart. And when he had turned a little, they took him away from the spit, and threw that boy into the fire, and held the poor child down till he was dead, and let him lie till he was burnt to ashes. Here was a heavy sight for the parents.  
Afterwards they took M. Dabnet himself, and before his wife's face, cut off both his ears, and his nose, and put out both his eyes, and cut off both his arms, and his legs also; and having so done, they stripped him naked, and laid him along close by the fire to scorch him, where he lay until his flesh did rise up in blisters with the heat of the fire: then they took him up and asked him (in derision and scorn) if he were not acold: Who languishing between life and death, as it were, all his blood being in a manner gone, and his vital spirits, in much weakness spoke to them thus, That the worst that they could do to him, he doubted not but that it was for his eternal good; and he did admonish them to take heed; for all these things will rise up at the day of Judgement against them.  
This speech did but the more enrage them against him, when they saw, that all these tortures would not make him yield, but that he was resolved to die a Protestant; insomuch, that they pulled open his mouth, and cut out his tongue, and run an hot Iron down his throat, and so he died.  
His Wife, poor soul, standing by, beheld all this, with what sorrow, let all loving wives, and tender hearted mother's judge; then they demanded of her if she would turn to them, and follow with them; but what with fear, sorrow and the distraction that she was in, was not able to speak, or make them any Answer; only with weeping eyes in an abundant manner, fell upon her knees, like one half dead: But they pulled off her head-cloaths, and dragged her out of the house by the hair of the head into the yard, where there was a Well, into which they threw her, and drowned her; and after this set the house on fire.  
From hence they matched to Buiton, to Sir William Hulls Castle; intending to take the Castle, but they could not enter the Castle; for it was well fortified, both with men, powder, shot, and other provision for War, good store of Muskets; besides two brass Pieces of Ordnance mounted on the wall; and a great murderer planted against the coming in at the gate, which was fast shut also so that in a short space there were a hundred of the Rebels slain, and the rest were forced to retreat bacl.  
So they went into the Town, and with wild fire burned up the most part of it; which forced the Inhabitants to fly out of their houses to save their lives, and they fled to the Castle thinking there to find shelter; which was about the space of a mile off from the Town, But in the way the Rebels fell upon them, and slew the greatest part of them.  
From thence they marched to the Bantry, a place about ten miles from the said Castle, where was Captain Hull with five hundred men. The Rebels fell upon him and his Army, and there was a bloody Skirmish between them, but Captain Hulls Army was but an handful to them in comparison.  
In the Skirmish whilst the Captain fought, there was about two hundred of his men slain, and about a hundred of the Rebels. And Captain Hull himself being slain band so many of his Army; the rest were driven bacl by the Rebels towards the Sea and there some of them were battered to pieces upon the Rocks, and others drowned in the Sea; to the great grief of the Protestants thereabouts.  
Then the Rebels returned into the Town, and took it; and used the Protestants in it cruelly; deflowered the women before their husband's faces, dragged them up and down the streets by the hair of the head, and dashing out their children's brains against the walls, and against the stones in the streets, and pulled them in pieces before their parents faces; and putting Christians to unheard of torments. Some they hanged by the hair of the head; some they hanged by the hands, and whipped them to death; and other such like cruel torments.  
Then they took those Arms that were in the Armoury for the County; which were about a thousand Arms, which they carried away, and fired the Town.  
After such cruel manner have the Rebels destroyed the Town in the space of one week, in the West part of the County of Cork.  

The Names of the chief Rebels of his Company.  
Oswelren Beer.  
Filminey Makecue.  
Onen Marmuffe.  
Darmon Ofanen.   
There is a little Town within a mile of Dublin, which the Govemours there have caused to be burnt, for fear that any of the Rebels should come and harbour there.  
FINIS.