THE COPY OF A LETTER FROM An Officer under the Lord Lambert, Giving an Account Of a Rising in DERBY.  
Of Col. Charles White, his proclaiming Booth's Declaration.  
And how they were dispersed.  
Communicated in Letters from Col. Sanders, Col. Mitchell, and Major Barton to the Lord Lambert.  
With the last News from CHESTER, and LEVERPOOLE.  
LONDON, Printed for Thomas Brewster. 1659.   

A LETTER From an Officer under the Lord Lambert, giving an account of a rising at DERBY.  
Honoured Sir,  
SInce I saw you I have had little rest, for the Lord Lambert required me to wait upon him towards Cheshire; and this day being at Stafford, news was brought him of a Rising in Derby; for the quelling of which he presently ordered One hundred Dragoons, and about One hundred and fifty Horse to march for Derby, giving the command to Major Grove, and commanded me to go with him. Away we marched to Vtceter (where we are now) intending resolvedly to fall into them at Derby this night; but while we were refreshing, a messenger came with Letters from Col. Sanders, Col. Mitchel, and Major Barton, to give an account that the business was at present ended. The beginning was thus: Yesterday divers Commissioners being busy in raising and settling the Militia, about eleven a clock Col. Charles White, with some few, came into the Town, and openly proclaimed Booths Declaration, whereupon all the town risen, shut up their shops, seized upon many of Militia horses, with shouting, Cap. Doubty turned on their side, and drew many of his new men to him, and in the midst of this Confusion, Col. Sanders came in amongst them, ask them what they would have, drew them all to the Green, where they all desired him to own their quarrel, and be their leader; he refused, and had liberty to go Home and afterwards they drew into the Town, and moultered away, so that this morning there was not one left to appear, the active Townsmen crying Pecavy; and thus our journey is stopped and we are upon returning, save one Troop goes forward thither:  
Now for Chester, this was the last News, at seven a clock this day to the Lord Lambert: That the Enemy's numbers do something lessen. We have had Eighteen Troops in their teeth these three days, but can do little for want of our Foot; but we shall quickly now, for they lay the last night at Stafford: and until they come up, for conveniency of provision and quarters, our Brigade of Horse lie about Drayton. They do make much of Leverpoole, Col. Ireland is Governor, 'tis thought some of their hot spirits begin now to cool, they will ere long be leapt closer together. I am both weary and in haste. I remain  
Yours to serve you S. S. Utceter, August 13. three a clock.