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<P>A LETTER Written by Sir Richard Grenvile <HI>(under his own hand)</HI> To an Honorable Per&s;on in the City OF LONDON, Concerning the Affairs of the WEST.</P>
<P><HI>Publi&s;hed by Authority.</HI></P>
<P>LONDON: Printed for <HI>Edward Husband,</HI> Printer to the Hono|rable Hou&s;e of Commons. <HI>April</HI> 17. 1646.</P>
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<HEAD>A LETTER Written By Sir <HI>Richard Greenvile,</HI> under his own hand, to an Honorable per|&s;on in the City of <HI>London, Concerning the Affairs of the</HI> WEST.</HEAD>
<OPENER><SALUTE>Right Honorable,</SALUTE></OPENER>
<P>FOrmer obligations have moved me to repre&s;ent unto you my af|fectionate &s;ervice: I am now at <HI>Nantes</HI> in <HI>France,</HI> and about to depart hence toward <HI>Italy</HI> for the war again&s;t the Turk (not much unlike the unhap|py war of <HI>England.)</HI> My Lord, I truly value you in the number of
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my be&s;t and honorable Friends, and therefore have pre&s;umed to &s;end you herewith a narrative truth concern|ing the former proceedings of the af|fairs of the VVe&s;t of <HI>England,</HI> though not &s;o particular, as the evil managing thereof de&s;erved: &s;ince which, an un|happy Iea&s;t chanced at <HI>Peurin</HI> (a town nigh <HI>Pendennis</HI> ca&s;tle in <HI>Corn|wal)</HI> for <HI>Hopton</HI> with his new forces (lately before) taking a &s;trange af|fright at a party of the Parliaments forces at <HI>Torrington</HI> in <HI>Devon,</HI> and flying into <HI>Cornwal</HI> with his men di|&s;per&s;ed &s;everal wayes, like a wilde|goo&s;e chace; the &s;ad News thereof made the Prince command the Earl of <HI>Branford</HI> and Lord <HI>Culpepper</HI> with all &s;peed to meet the Lord <HI>Hopton</HI> and Lord <HI>Capel</HI> at <HI>Wadebridge,</HI> nigh
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the heart of <HI>Cornwal,</HI> to advi&s;e on af|fairs for the &s;afety of the VVe&s;t (I think to &s;hut the &s;table door when the hor&s;e was gone) but <HI>Culpepper</HI> in his ha&s;te and way, finding &s;ome Gentle|men merry and drinking in <HI>Peurin</HI> town, he would needs make one a|mong&s;t them, and &s;o did, till night came, and then <HI>Bacchus</HI> prevailing, <HI>Culpeppers</HI> Eloquence di&s;plea&s;ed Mr. <HI>Slingsby,</HI> by which grew a quarrel be|twixt them two onely, and at bare fi&s;tycuffs they were a good &s;pace, till the company parted them, and then <HI>Culpepper</HI> and <HI>Slingsby,</HI> in the Moon|&s;hine, got them into the garden, and like two Cocks at the end of a Battel, not able to &s;tand wel, offer'd &amp; peck'd at one another, till the weight of <HI>Slingsbies</HI> head drew him to the
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ground, which advantage <HI>Culpepper</HI> took hold of, and by it got <HI>Slingsbies</HI> &s;word, and then like St. <HI>George,</HI> made more &s;uch triumphant flouri&s;hes o|ver <HI>Slingsby,</HI> then a German Fencer at the begining of a Prize; but by good fortune, the re&s;t of the a&s;&s;ociates came in, and ea&s;ily per&s;waded the Duelli&s;ts to end the quarrel by the cup again, which &s;ervice continued till the next day, with divers and &s;e|veral bouts at fi&s;tycuffs: the next day (about ten of the clock) they having red Herrings and mu&s;tard for Break|fa&s;t, <HI>Culpepper</HI> again gave <HI>Slingsby</HI> di&s;ta&s;te, whereon he threw a di&s;h of mu&s;tard in <HI>Culpeppers</HI> face (taking his No&s;e for a red Herring) which procur'd another grievous incounter, in &s;uch &s;ort, that the Market people
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(to part the fray) thronged the hou&s;e full, whereby that al&s;o was taken up, and the &s;aucy Lord fain to get his mu&s;tard-Face, Eyes, Beard, Band, and Coat wa&s;h'd; and about four of the next evening, <HI>Culpepper</HI> rid on in his ha&s;ty journey to overtake the Lord of <HI>Branford,</HI> who rid chafing &amp; &s;taying for him above twenty four hours in his way. Such a Privie-Councellor will &s;oon fini&s;h his Ma|&s;ters bu&s;ine&s;&s;e one way, preferring his own delights before the important bu&s;ine&s;&s;e&punc; that concerns the &s;afety of the Prince, &amp;c. This &s;tory is indeed very true in every particular, and &s;o I leave it with you, and depart&punc;</P>
<CLOSER><SIGNED>Your Lord&s;hips humble Servant, R: GRENVILE.</SIGNED>
<DATELINE>Nantes in France, <DATE>9. <HI>April,</HI> 1646. new &s;tile.</DATE></DATELINE></CLOSER>
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