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         Rushworth, John, 1612?-1690.
      
       
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             5 Iulii, 11 at night. A letter from the Leaguer before Colchester, sent to the Honorable Committee at Derby-House, of the great fight between his Excellency the Lord Fairfax, and the forces in Colchester. Ordered by the said Committee, that this letter be forthwith printed and published. Gualther Frost, Secr'
             Rushworth, John, 1612?-1690.
          
           7, [1] p.
           
             Printed for Edward Husband, printer to the Honorable House of Commons,
             London :
             July 7. 1648.
          
           
             Signed on A3v: J.R., i.e. John Rushworth.
             Reproduction of the original in the British Library.
          
        
      
    
     
       
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           Great Britain -- History -- Civil War, 1642-1649 -- Early works to 1800.
           Colchester (England) -- History -- Siege, 1648 -- Early works to 1800.
        
      
    
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           5
           
             Iulii
             ,
          
           11
           at
           night
           .
        
         
           A
           LETTER
           From
           the
           Leaguer
           before
           Colchester
           ,
           Sent
           to
           the
           Honorable
           Committee
           at
           DERBY-House
           ,
           OF
           The
           great
           Fight
           between
           his
           Excellency
           The
           Lord
           
             FAIRFAX
             ,
          
           AND
           The
           Forces
           in
           
             Colchester
             .
          
        
         
           
             ORdered
             by
             the
             said
             Committee
             ,
             That
             this
             Letter
             be
             forthwith
             Printed
             and
             Published
             .
          
        
         
           GUALTHER
           FROST
           Secr'
           
        
         
           
             London
             ,
          
           Printed
           for
           
             Edward
             Husband
             ,
          
           Printer
           to
           the
           Honorable
           House
           of
           Commons
           ,
           
             July
          
           7.
           1648.
           
        
      
    
     
       
       
       
         
           At
           the
           LEAGUER
           before
           Colchester
           ,
           
             July
          
           5.
           
           Eleven
           at
           night
           .
        
         
           
             SIR
             ,
          
        
         
           THe
           Enemy
           sallyed
           forth
           at
           East-bridge
           about
           eight
           in
           the
           morning
           ,
           with
           One
           thousand
           Foot
           and
           Three
           hundred
           Horse
           ,
           and
           fell
           on
           our
           guard
           very
           suddenly
           ,
           and
           surprised
           some
           of
           them
           being
           countrey-men
           ,
           the
           rest
           retreated
           to
           the
           main
           guard
           :
           Colonel
           
             Whaley
          
           perceiving
           what
           
           advantage
           the
           Enemy
           had
           got
           ,
           presently
           advanced
           with
           his
           horse
           and
           got
           between
           them
           and
           home
           ,
           whilest
           the
           Tower
           Regiment
           advanced
           towards
           the
           Front
           ,
           and
           routed
           both
           Horse
           and
           Foot
           together
           ,
           and
           took
           about
           One
           hundred
           prisoners
           ,
           the
           most
           of
           them
           miserably
           wounded
           ,
           the
           Soldiers
           giving
           them
           a
           payment
           for
           their
           poysoned
           Bullets
           :
           About
           Twenty
           of
           the
           Enemy
           was
           slain
           on
           the
           place
           ,
           most
           Gentlemen
           ,
           their
           good
           apparel
           and
           white
           skins
           speak
           no
           less
           :
           Lieutenant
           Colonel
           
             Weston
             ,
          
           eldest
           Son
           to
           Sir
           
             Richard
             Weston
             ,
          
           and
           two
           Captains
           more
           were
           taken
           prisoners
           ,
           they
           confess
           they
           
           were
           One
           thousand
           Foot
           ,
           besides
           Horse
           ;
           and
           some
           of
           the
           prisoners
           say
           ,
           a
           Colonel
           was
           slain
           on
           the
           place
           ,
           where
           their
           Foot
           fell
           ;
           the
           Retreat
           was
           so
           hasty
           ,
           that
           our
           two
           Drakes
           which
           they
           surprised
           at
           East-bridge
           ,
           they
           left
           behinde
           ,
           so
           that
           we
           gained
           them
           ,
           the
           house
           and
           Turnpike
           ,
           where
           we
           formerly
           were
           :
           Lieut
           :
           Colonel
           
             Shambroke
          
           was
           shot
           in
           the
           body
           ,
           the
           Bullet
           since
           taken
           out
           ,
           and
           we
           finde
           it
           poysoned
           ,
           boyled
           in
           Copprice
           ;
           our
           Soldiers
           hope
           to
           be
           revenged
           of
           them
           the
           next
           engagement
           for
           this
           poysoned
           Bullet
           :
           Captain
           
             Moody
          
           who
           commanded
           a
           Troop
           of
           Suffolk
           horse
           ,
           was
           taken
           
           prisoner
           ,
           ingaging
           the
           Enemy
           very
           boldly
           in
           person
           ;
           one
           Soldier
           had
           his
           Leg
           shot
           off
           with
           a
           great
           Bullet
           ,
           and
           some
           wounded
           .
           The
           Enemy
           was
           this
           day
           so
           sufficiently
           beaten
           ,
           that
           unless
           hunger
           ,
           which
           breaks
           stone
           walls
           ,
           inforce
           them
           to
           play
           their
           last
           game
           ,
           they
           will
           no
           more
           appear
           .
        
         
           
             Your
             servant
             ,
             J.
             R.
             
          
        
      
    
     
       
         
           POSTSCRIPT
           .
        
         
           The
           Colonel
           or
           person
           of
           quality
           slain
           ,
           had
           Rings
           on
           his
           finger
           ,
           which
           the
           Soldiers
           cut
           off
           before
           he
           was
           dead
           ;
           many
           of
           them
           had
           two
           shirts
           on
           ,
           which
           would
           make
           
           one
           believe
           they
           intended
           an
           escape
           .
           One
           
             Wood
          
           a
           Commander
           of
           Horse
           ,
           lately
           a
           Supermerary
           Reformado
           ,
           vvas
           slain
           on
           their
           side
           .
        
         
           FINIS
           .
        
      
      
  

