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<P>A COPY OF A LETTER CONCERNING THE TRAITEROVS CONSPIRACY OF THE REBELLIOVS PAPISTS in IRELAND:</P>
<P>Being a true Relation, written by a Gentleman of good worth, who hath &s;uffered by them much dammage and lo&s;&s;e in his e&s;tate, and hardly e&s;caped with his life.</P>
<P>LONDON, Printed in the Yeare, 1641.</P>
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<HEAD>The Copy of A Letter &s;ent from Ireland.</HEAD>
<P><HI>Sir,</HI></P>
<P>I am glad to heare of your health by your Letter of the &s;econd of this moneth. And for the Con&s;piracy in Ireland it is &s;o certaine, that I can a&s;&s;ure it unto you by my owne ex|perience of the evills, for on Sunday was a &s;ennight la&s;t, when it was to have beene ex|ecuted generally throughout the whole king|dome, I was then at my Country hou&s;e &s;ome 26 miles from Dublin, and &s;ome murmerings there was of an in&s;urrection, but privately whi&s;pered, But at a place called Kells a Mar|ket Towne within a mile of my hou&s;e, a mighty Concour&s;e of Papi&s;ts were at Ma&s;&s;e, which was &s;aid that day, for the good &s;ucce&s;&s;e of the Plot, and a pardon to all that &s;hould goe boldly on in the Adventure. I was at Church that day in the Towne, (and I prai&s;e GOD) &s;erved him without any
<PB N="2" REF="3">&s;uch feare: but yet recollecting &s;ome things from all the&s;e matters of &s;u&s;pition, I &s;et a watch in my Towne, and went to bed, and at midnight there was an allarum given, as if the Rebels had beene come to Kells, but it was my owne neighbours of Kells, that were the Rebels indeed. But that intimation needed not make me goe, for my wife and I in that extremity (having eight good gel|dings in the &s;table) &s;haked on our cloathes, and &s;o many &s;ervants as we had hor&s;es for within the doores, tooke our flight for our lives, and got <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="KEYERS" EXTENT="1 word">, or 12 miles by breake of the day, when all the Towne&s;|men of Kells came to my hou&s;e, and thence drove away &s;ome 13 hundred faire Eng|li&s;h &s;heepe, two hundred Milch Cowes young and old, &s;ome worth five pounds, and mo&s;t worth foure pounds a peece, &s;ome twenty or two and twenty hor&s;es, Mares and Colts, that were abroad young and old, twenty Swine, and as much hou&s;hold-&s;tuffe, plate and Iewels, Linnen and &s;uch like goods, as was not &s;o little worth within doores as Six hundred pounds. And thus in two houres &s;pace I was made
<PB N="3" REF="3">two thou&s;and pound the wor&s;e in my e&s;tate. But the &s;afety of my wife, and childrens lives, and of my owne, who was e&s;pecially de&s;ig|ned to have my throat cut as a leading man, hath &s;o &s;weetned my cro&s;&s;e as (I thanke my God) I &s;uffer it with much patience and cheerfullne&s;&s;e, and &s;o doth my wife al&s;o, and God be prai&s;ed we are all now gotten &s;afely to Che&s;ter, where I beleeve all the Ladies and Gentle-women of Dublin and neare thereabouts are come, that the Towne is full. I meane to place my wife, and chil|dren here, till we heare how things will goe, and I purpo&s;e God willing to be at London with you ere it be long, in the meane time if the party be come, pray tell him I mu&s;t not faile of my monies for my owne &s;upply, for I prote&s;t we e&s;caped with the cloathes on our backs and of 500 pound rents now due at all Saints, I feare me, the Kingdome now &s;tands in &s;uch a condition, as not a penny will be gotten of it. For the plot it was this, that in one day the Ca&s;tle of Dublin and all the Kings forts in Ireland &s;hould have beene taken, and all the Prote&s;tants throats cutt throughout all that Kingdome.</P>
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<P>The Intelligence I received &s;ince I came away is thus written. viz. The newes cer|taine is that there hath beene a de&s;igne for the blowing up of Chri&s;t-Church in Dublin, but by the mercie of God deafeated, and certaine barrels of Gunpouder found under the Church. Divers Rogues have endea|voured to fire the Suburbs, but are taken and two Gibbets &s;et up for their &s;udden executi|on. Lieutenant Britteridge though out|wardly a Prote&s;tant hath Combined with the Papi&s;ts in both de&s;ignes and is fuddenly to be hang'd, I am &s;urpri&s;ed by the Poa&s;t who is going or I had written more.</P>
<CLOSER><DATELINE><HI>Che&s;ter the </HI> <DATE><HI>&s;ixt of November,</HI> 1641.</DATE></DATELINE>\</CLOSER>
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