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<P>VVarranted Tydings FROM JRELAND.</P>
<P>WRITTEN By Ma&s;ter ROBERT PICKERING, Secretary unto the Right Wor&s;hipfull, Sir SIMON HARCOVRT, Sergeant-Major of all the Hor&s;e Troopes there arrived.</P>
<P>From <HI>Corke,</HI> Ianuary 16. 1461.</P>
<P><HI>London,</HI> Printed for <HI>Nathanaell Butter.</HI> 1641.</P>
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<HEAD>VVarranted Tidings, From <HI>Corke,</HI> in <HI>Ireland,</HI> the 16. of <HI>Iaunary,</HI> 1641.</HEAD>
<P>_COncerning (the&s;e particulars) the taking of the Towne, and Ca&s;tle of <HI>Eni&s;hannon</HI> from the Rebels, by Sir <HI>Simon Harcourt,</HI> and Sir <HI>Thomas Temple,</HI> with a notable Victory over the Rebell <HI>Mac-Cartie</HI> at <HI>E|ni&s;hannon</HI> Foord: <HI>Mack-Con</HI> the Rebels attempt upon the Towne of <HI>Bandon</HI> Bridge, and their happy Defeate by Sir <HI>Richard Grinfield.</HI></P>
<P>Sunday, <HI>Ian.</HI> 16. Sir <HI>Simon Harcourt,</HI> and Sir <HI>Thomas Temple,</HI> hearing that the late ri&s;en Rebell, <HI>Dominick Mack Carty</HI> was drawing toward the Towne and Ca&s;tle of <HI>E|ni&s;hannon:</HI> with intent to victuall and man it better, as we conceived: con&s;idering how neere that Ca&s;tle &s;tands unto <HI>King&s;ale,</HI> lately recovered, and how bad an enemy
<PB N="2" REF="3">likely to prove, if wee &s;hould &s;uffer the Rebels, not on|ly to nea&s;tle there, but even to pa&s;&s;e by our doore, and to relieve them in a Bravado, de&s;ired of God di&s;pen&s;ation for breach of the Sabbath, &amp; after &s;ome &s;hort prayers, and recommending our &s;elves unto God: with refre&s;hing our bodies with &s;uch food, as the condicion of the time, and place, would permit: Wee advanced two hundred Hor&s;e, and fifteene hundred Foot, and five &s;mall field Peeces with this equipage; we came unto the foord of <HI>E|ni&s;hannon,</HI> being very exceeding broad, but not very deep, hard chalky clay, being the &s;iedge of the Foord: An arme of the Sea flowing up from <HI>King&s;ale,</HI> three Iri&s;h miles: wee mu&s;t needs pa&s;&s;e this Foord unto <HI>Eni&s;hanon,</HI> other way there is none.</P>
<P><HI>Moun&s;ieur Mack-Carty</HI> pa&s;&s;ed along the other &s;ide of the Foord upon the Strand, in pa&s;&s;ing good order, as ever &s;aw Rebels, &s;ince I came over, his Hor&s;e being at lea&s;t foure or five hundred compleatly armed: his Foot two thou&s;and, and about &s;ix or &s;eaven hundred compleatly armed with Pike, halfe Pike, Musket, or Calliver, (which makes me &s;u&s;pect &s;omething, &s;eeing that a Rebell but lately ri&s;en, and of no great note, this being the very fir&s;t exployt that ever hee tooke in hand, as we heare of, &s;hould in &s;o &s;hort a time bee able to rai&s;e &s;o many men, and in that manner to furni&s;h them) wee expected not, till hee &s;hould bed us come over: but forthwith &s;ent over our Cavalerie to charge him, and a little to &s;tay his ha&s;te, and to per&s;wade him to take us along with him to <HI>Eni|&s;hannon:</HI> if wee could not obtaine &s;o much as to be there before him: Sir <HI>Simons</HI> two hundred Hor&s;e were as good, and as &s;erviceably fitted, as ever were hor&s;e, that went out of <HI>England</HI> and the Cavallieers that &s;ate them, as experienced Fire-men: Yet their marching &s;o farre in
<PB N="3" REF="3">the water; and the enemy &s;tanding on the dry &s;trand, much broake their charge, and advantaged the Enemies, who received their charge boldly, and an&s;wered it &s;tout|ly: at lea&s;t whether that they wanted powder, or (which I rather beleeve) their powder was damp, being carried in bags by their &s;ide, (as their manner is) whether it was one or the other, their pi&s;tols would no longer fire, with <HI>Mack-Cartie</HI> perceiving, cau&s;ed his Cavallerie to retire: and advanceth his Infanterie again&s;t our Cavallerie: and not the wor&s;t in front you may be &s;ure.</P>
<P>Wee victualled and mannerd the Ca&s;tle with &s;uch provi&s;ion and Ammunition as wee could well &s;pare, untill wee &s;hall heare farther from you; and on Mon|day were back againe at <HI>King&s;ale.</HI></P>
<P>Tue&s;day the eighteene we heard newes that <HI>Bandon</HI> Bridge was &s;uddenly &s;urprized by the Rebell <HI>Mac Con;</HI> and mo&s;t fortunately relieved by Sir <HI>Richard Grenvill:</HI> a very fine Engli&s;h Towne walled in, belonging unto the Earle of <HI>Corke:</HI> the manner thus: Sir <HI>Richard</HI> at his ar|rivall to <HI>Corke,</HI> it being a thick and foggy ayre, was &s;omething ill di&s;po&s;ed: Captaine <HI>Thomas Finch,</HI> Cap|taine of the Fort, per&s;waded him to take his Troope, and to &s;coure the Countrey, pa&s;&s;ing as farre as <HI>Bandon,</HI> there to lodge a night or two, being a mo&s;t &s;weet ayre, thereby not onely to recreate him&s;elfe, but al&s;o to revive the drooping hearts of his deare Country-men, with the pre|&s;ence of &s;o worthy a Commander: Sir <HI>Richard</HI> con&s;en|ted, and the next morning being Munday, <HI>Jan.</HI> 11. with foure&s;core Hor&s;e, and only thirty Muskettiers, pa&s;&s;ed thither; when hee came upon an hill, within a mile of the Towne, hee heard their Drum beat, and &s;aw their co|lours fly, the Towne &s;tanding in a bottome; likewi&s;e a|bout
<PB N="4" REF="4">&s;ome hundred &s;hot play, wondring that they played &s;o fa&s;t: within halfe a mile wee heard lamentations of women, and crying out of children, we liked not that: Sir <HI>Richard</HI> cau&s;ed his Trumpets to &s;ound, his Hor&s;e and Muskets to order, and thus they all crying courage coun|treymen, a <HI>Grinfield,</HI> a <HI>Grinfield:</HI> we came to the gates, which by rea&s;on of the great confu&s;ion in the Towne, were not opened &s;carce within a quarter of an houre.</P>
<P>Being entred, they found the Enemy to have entred in the Low Towne thorough the water, betweene two buts of wall; &s;ome forty were entred, and &s;cirmi&s;hing with the Townes men: the re&s;t to the number of &s;ix hundred, were pa&s;&s;ing the foord a maine; when they &s;aw our trumpets and &s;uch a number of fre&s;h hor&s;e in that equipage, and the &s;hot plainely increa&s;ed, they in the pa&s;&s;age retired with all &s;peed they could make, into the wood and bog, &s;ome Two miles above the River, never &s;taying for their fellowes in the Towne, who were all &s;laine to the number of fourty five; nine <HI>Bandon</HI> men were either &s;laine or dangerou&s;ly hurt: Thus was that pretty Towne happily relieved, but all other newes is not of this nature, I wi&s;h it were.</P>
<P>Townes of greater importance are taken, that way wee had &s;u&s;tained &s;ome harme, had not Sir <HI>Si|mon</HI> &s;o wi&s;ely con&s;idered the Rebels advantage, (ha|ving not onely the &s;trand, but divers high and bro|ken &s;andy bancks behind him &s;hocked with his &s;upplies) and cau&s;ed his Infantery upon the falling back of his hor&s;e to come up anckle deepe in water in one whole body and to powre in &s;uch a volley of &s;hot into the Rebels gro&s;&s;e, that they dropped wonderfully, neither could their &s;hot at that di&s;tance reach our men, as ap|peared
<PB N="5" REF="4">afterward, being mo&s;t of them Calivers: Sir <HI>Simon</HI> perceiving how the game plaid, would not &s;uf|fer his men to move any further, but to ply their &s;hot at &s;uch di&s;tance, which hee perceived &s;ufficiently anoyed their Enemies, and did them much harme; At the third volley, the Enemies Infantery gave over and retired to the banckes upon their hor&s;e, how much they retired as neare as could be gue&s;&s;ed, ours at di&s;tance advanced, till at length, the Enemy gave the freedome of the &s;trand: then after one volley more, our hor&s;e now under the command of Sir <HI>Thomas Temple,</HI> having recovered the &s;trand al&s;o, as now our foote had already the bancks. At la&s;t, having found where they got up two hor&s;e a brea&s;t, (the foote in the meane time awing the Ene|my, fell upon them in &s;uch a fierce manner), that no re|&s;i&s;tance in a manner was made; there was dead upon the ground eight hundred hor&s;e and foote, with <HI>Mack Cartie</HI> and his two Ba&s;tard brethren, who&s;e heads were &s;trait way &s;mitten off, and carried upon poles unto <HI>Eni&s;han|non.</HI></P>
<P>Whither being come, the Towne made, nor could make no re&s;i&s;tance; The Ca&s;tle would not an&s;wer; whereupon Sir <HI>Simon</HI> with his five pieces battered the gate, and wicket, entered by force, found thirty de&s;perate Villaines in it, hanged &s;ome of them over the Ca&s;tle wall, &s;ome in other parts of the Towne.</P>
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