Three Several LETTERS OF Great IMPORTANCE. The First, containing the brave exploits of the Lime men at Axmister in Devonshire; Together with a perfect List of the number of Prisoners, Ordnance, Arms, and Ammmuition taken there. The Second, containing the late Affairs at Duncanon Fort, and the City of Cork in Ireland, Together with the Conversion of one Bishop, and two Deans; Showing that they are willing to relinquish their Pomp and great Titles and to become single Ministers again. The Third, concerning the late loss of Monmouth, and the possibility of regaining it. Passed according to Order. LONDON, Printed for G. B. Decemb. 6. 1644. THREE LETTERS Of CONSEQVENCE, from LYME in Dorsetshire, CORK in Ireland, and MONMOUTH in South-Wales. SIR, AFter tender, of my best respects, I know you have a longing desire to hear how this g● go in these parts, as we much desire to hear 〈◊〉 you, 〈◊〉 we cannot enjoy you as formerly. For news in these parts, viz. The 15. of this present November, we fell upon Axminster with our Horse and Foot, and, through God's mercy, beat them off their Works, insomuch that we were possessed of the Town, and they betook them to the Church which they had forrified, on which we were loath to cast our men, being we had a Garrison to look on, My Brother and myself were both there, we fired part of the Town, what success we had, you may read by the particulars here enclosed, we lost only one man in the taking the Town, and had five wounded. The Monday following we marched to Axmister again, Major Sydenbam having joined with us that Lords day at night before, thinking to have seized on the Church, and those forces that were in it, but finding them so strong, as that is might endanger the loss of many of our men, we thought is not fit to fall upon the Church, but rather to set the Houses on fire, that were not burnt in the first firing, which accordingly we did, and burn down the whole Town, unless it were some few houses, but yet they would not come forth of the Church. The next day being Tuesday, we marched to Chedeock, thinking to have carried that House, and summoned them, but they refused to yield, whereupon our Soldiers were all willing to storm it, which we did, but we were forced to leave it, and lost in the storming, nine killed, and seven wounded, and in the night marched to our Garrison again. Had we but 500 Horse, we should, through God's mercy, clear all the Country. The Enemy hath since quitted Axmister Church, and Mourt-House, so that we are at present only molested with those at Chedeock-House, which we should easily suppress, had we but five hundred Horse to clear the Country of the Enemy, from falling in our Rear, for the Enemy lieth at Chard with five hundred Horse and Foot, besides those that beleaguer Taunton Castie, which is much admired at, that they being so long besieged, which is now eight weeks, and no assistance: God stir up the hairs of those that have the power in their hands to help them. We have intelligence from Plymouth, that on Friday last, they were like to be betrayed by blowing up their Magazine, which through God's mercy was prevented, and four of the Actors were hanged, but there is a Scottish Mayor that had a hand in it, (as it supposed) who is either sent up, or to be sent. Grenvill was ready with five thousand horse and foot to fall in at the very instant, when it was to be done, yet we may see how good our God is to us notwithstanding our unworthiness. I am persuaded the West may easily be regained if forces were sent, and that those Gentlemen thereunto belonging would but deny themselves and set to the work. The Sickness is ceased in this place, I know not of one hath died this fortnight of the Fever, it did reign very hot a while. Our men are in miserable condition for want of pay, and they must have something to buy them . It is pity that Lyme should be quitted, and greater pity so many men should be lost for want of subsistence. If you know of any that may be a means of sending relief to the Garrison, I beseech you that you would stir in it, for if it be not speedily relieved, we must of necessity quit the Garrison. The very day we took Axmister, it pleased God through distress of weather to send us in a ship bound from Morlais in France to Tapsham near Excester, laden with Linen cloth which belongs to the Malignants of Excester, for the most part I believe the goods, as near as I can guess by the several letters and bills of lading that belong to the Enemy, will amount to three thousand pound clear of all charges Lyme Regis, Novemb. 21. 1644. Your dutiful Son. P. C. A List of the Prisoners taken and slain at Axmister, Novemb. 15. 1644. LIeutenant Dugdale. Lieutenant Byam. Lieuten. Bydgood. Henry Bartus, Col. Cholmeleys man. William Knight, Sir Rebert Brets man. John Vile, Henry Harly, Richard Stout. Lieut. Col. Paulets men. William Taylor, Hugh Douson, Major Hinckleys men. Richard short, Richard Walcome, John Irish, Alexander Pring, William Braford. Lieut, Col. Perciyes men. Antony Pargam, William Call, Willi. Bowyer, Rock. King. Major Percyes men. Samson Pickford, John Jacob, of Capt. Hen. Berkleys' Troop. Joh. Barret, Lieu. Col. Rawsings man. George Randall of Capt. Ca-litons Company. Ambrose Besitha, Thomas Anste●s. Capt. Whibbyes men. John Gammon, of Capt. Southcotts Company. The Harris, Hugh Ebbens, of Capt. Slowleyes' Company, George Cley, Andrew Skinner, William Smith, Robert Hodgsley, John Rodd. of Capt Yews Company. Will. Ellis, Rich Ellis, Rich. Rowell Will. Coles, john Randall, of Capt. Manu●ks Company. john Dudney, john Palmer, john Cotley, of Capt. Turner's Company. john Kent, Laur. Husband, Robert Husband, of Major's Sprats Company. Will jones, Rich. Cornelis, of Capt Harris Company. Maurice Caudry, Timothy Palmer, of Capt. Kotolls Company Rich. Cornelis, Rob. Cawley, Lieut, Ducalves Company. Nicholas Wright, Capt. Edward Barkleys man. Robert Salter, Capt. Henry Berkleys man. Robert Starke, Robert Singent, Robert Dyer, of Lieut. Webbers' Company. In all 56. Prisoners. Slaire, Sir Richard Cholmeley Knight, Commander in Chief. Two Majors, one of them Major Hartley, with other Commanders and Officers, not known amongst the rest, which were in all 30. Baronet Bret dangerously wounded. Taken. 4. great Pieces of Ordnance. 150, Arms. 50. Horse. 3. Drums. 105. Halberds. 3. Barrels of Gunpowder. A Letter from CORK in Ireland speaketh thus. Kind Friend, A Sodaime and altogether unexpected opportunity of writing unto you offering itself, with much gladness I embrace the same, and according to this very little scantling of Time, shall endeavour to give you an account of my present condition, and of the proceed in these parts. The last I wrote was by a Minister to Captain Moulton, who set sail out of Milford Haven in Wales, and was bound for England about the tenth of August last; I doubt not but those lines enclosed, to a Gentlewoman came to your hands, since that time our design is changed, the Lord hath been pleased to dispose other ways of us, our Ship is hired by Captain Richard Swanley Admiral of the Irish Seas, for the Service of the State, we were by him employed the 20. of September, and presently sent to Duncanon Castle near Waterford in Ireland, there we continued about thirty days, passing through many dangers, our Enemies lying on every side of us, ready to sink us by day, and fire us by night, if the Lord had not been on our side we had been destroyed: He who hath promised to be with his People when they pass through the waters, and walk through the fire, hath graciously preserved us out of the mouths of Lions, for such indeed are our implacable Enemies, who have left no stone unturned to work our overthrow. They are Irish and Dunkirk, who often have set sail in dark nights, come up by us, and fired many Guns upon us, but blessed be God we lost little on our parts, we have shot them thorough and through, but sunk none of them as we know of yet; we had only the Fort of Duncanon our friend, where I found the old Lord Esmund, who maintains the Fort with two hundred men, against the whole Province of Linster, my Lord of Esmund and his Chaplain refuse to take the Covenant, but the Captain of the Castle and all the Soldiers have freely taken it, I doubt not of their reality. They wanted victuals, bread, and pease, and my Captain hath supplied them sufficiently, until more expected provissions come to them from our Admiral in Milford-Haven. From the River of Waterford, we came to the Harbour of Cork, Octob. 23. and the last Sabbath, by the desire of my Captain, I went in our Pinnace to the City of Cork, where through the importunity of my Lord Inchequin, I preached in the afternoon, on Monday morning my Lord furnished me with one of his Horses, and we road together with the Governor of the City, to our Ship, riding then about twelve miles from Gorke, my Captain entertained my Lord very generously, and all his attendants, with variety of cheer and triumph, of firing Ordnance. My Lord Inchequin hath given good testimonies of his reality to the Parliament in England, he hath about twelve hundred Souldi Soldiers, above six hundred of them have taken the Covenant, the rest must, or else soon be cashiered the Army, all Papists, and almost all the Irish, are excluded the City; the Governor thereof, Captain Banister, is a very honest godly man, who is a very great and good assistant to my Lord: I doubt not, but they will prove instruments of much good, in carrying on that noble and pious work begun by them, in this poor, distressed, and bleeding Kingdom of Ireland. The Hollanders have sent three Ships laden with Provisions to Cork, otherwise they might have famished long since, they have received nothing as yet from the Parliament, I hope they will soon send a supply. This Bearer, Captain Walker, is employed in this Expedition, by my Lord Inchequin, for this very purpose. My Captain hath furnished Cork with seven Barrels of Powder, many Muskets, and other necessaries, out of his own Ship-store. One thing is very remarkable in Cork: I found two honest Deans, and an old Bishop, somewhat well-affected to the Parliament in England; the Deans are well contented to lose their Titles, and the Bishop to be only Master Bishop, this is no small wonder as I suppose. We are at the first opportunity of wind, to set Sail for Duncanon, and there to continue, as it is thought, for two or three Months. This afternoon, there came a Ship into this Harbour from England, hath brought views, that the Earl of Essex had routed the Enemy, and pursued them. I hope you will soon have a full end of the Wars in England, and that the Irish Rebels will be forced to feel the weight of our English Swords. I have no further news to acquaint you withal, there is a Ship, that within these ten days (if God permit) will see Sail for Portsmouth, than I intent to trouble you with a few lines. And for the present I rest, Your loving Friend. S. S, From my Study on Board the Ship Lewes, riding in the Harbour of Cork in Ireland, Novemb. 10. 1644. The News from Monmouth is this. Noble Captain I know you expect news, I always told you, good or bad, you should hear of it, as long as God sends life and being. Now as you have heard good, accept of what pleased God, we have lost Monmouth, a considerable place, and men of quality taken Prisoners there, but no question of redemption. Our loss was 13. Pieces of Ordnance great and small, powder and match, with bullets and great shot, but few men lost, nor above six on either side, in all I mean to that number, all resting on the bed of security, and carelessness, God mend it, we are apt to presume: to conclude it was a great loss, and a great grief to the Governor, he being absent, and left a better Charge. God blessed me well being but four days before in the Town, where I was most forward in action and a man made choice of for the overseeing of the works, which I did to my best endeavour. I praise God I lost nothing but Oats for my horses, but I got by the hay, for I was two hundred strong in Lice at the least. I was never in so base a place in my days, I made a shire serve eight weeks, and durst not change, for Lice are mad at clean Linen. Come, we are not daunted as yet, but by Gods good blessing hope to recover all again, but the waters are up there, and here to, so that there is no marching to do good. We must wait God's time, or the best man may fail of his skill, I fear presumption is and was our favit, and I believe no less. November. 25. 1644. I C FINIS.