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<P>A RELATION OF THE LATE Dreadful Tempe&s;t, OR HURRICANE That happened in <HI>HOLLAND</HI> and <HI>&V;TRECH,</HI> ON <HI>Wedne&s;day</HI> the 22d. of <HI>July,</HI> 1674. between Seven and Eight of the Clock at Night, taken out of &s;everal Letters to Merchants in <HI>London.</HI></P>
<P>Publi&s;hed to prevent fal&s;e Reports.</P>
<P><HI>LONDON,</HI> Printed for <HI>Dorman Newman,</HI> at the Sign of the <HI>Kings-Armes</HI> in the <HI>Poultrey,</HI> 1674.</P>
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<HEAD>A RELATION OF THE LATE Dreadful Tempe&s;t, OR, HURRICANE, <HI>&amp;c.</HI></HEAD>
<OPENER><DATELINE><HI>&V;trech</HI> <DATE> the 2d. of <HI>Augu&s;t,</HI> 1674.</DATE></DATELINE></OPENER>
<OPENER><SALUTE>SIR,</SALUTE></OPENER>
<P>_MY heart doth tremble, and my hand doth &s;hake, now I am taking my Pen to inform you of a dreadfull pa&s;&s;age of Providence that hath befallen this poor Province of <HI>Utrech;</HI> and not only us, but al&s;o that famous and rich City of <HI>Am&s;terdam</HI> and <HI>Dort,</HI> with &s;everal of the places Adjacent: For upon ye&s;terday, being the fir&s;t day of <HI>Augu&s;t,</HI> and with your &s;tile, the 22d. of <HI>July,</HI> upon the day whereon our Fa&s;t was kept as a day of Humiliation (which our Magi&s;trates had cau&s;ed to be &s;et apart for the obtain|ing in the fir&s;t place, Reconciliation with Almighty God; and in the next, a Ble&s;&s;ing upon our Armies; Now ready to Engage with our Friends again&s;t our Enemies the <HI>French</HI>) between 7 and 8 of the Clock at Night, a &s;udden and mo&s;t terrible Tempe&s;t began with great Thundring and Lightning; up|on which followed &s;uch a dreadful &s;howre of Haile &s;tones of exceeding big|ne&s;s, that the People in the Streets were almo&s;t knockt down to the ground, before they could get &s;helter; the Hayle that fell, being as big as a Musquet-Bullet, the ratling appearing like great &s;tones falling out of the Clouds; upon which followed a mo&s;t violent Wind, of the manner of a Hurry-cain, which on a &s;udden threw down our great Church, which was built in the manner of your Cathedials; ra&s;ing the greate&s;t part of it to the ground, for
<PB N="2" REF="3" MS="y">much of the Building is thrown on the Earth, and two Churches more much &s;poyled, only the two Pillers where the Pulpet &s;tood are left &s;tanding, as a Monument of Gods Judgment upon this pre&s;ent Generation: The Hou&s;es are fallen into the Streets, &s;o that the Inhabitants cannot pa&s;s to each other for the abundance of Tember and Rubbi&s;h that &s;tops up the way; and in many places we are filled with De&s;olation, &s;o that this &s;ad place, that hath been &s;o long the &s;eat of War under a Conquering Enemy, and was ju&s;t lifting up its head above all the &s;ad things that had but lately befallen it, is now become a Terror, not only to it &s;elf, but to all that are round about it, to the grief and a|&s;toni&s;hment of all our Neighbours and Friends; nor was this direfull pa&s;&s;age among us only, that were at home, but all along the River where there was not a Skuyt or Boat but received the effects of this Storm; at <HI>Dort</HI> al&s;o the Waggons that were Travelling by Land were hurried upon the ground, as if they had been but &s;ome light Goods, notwith&s;tanding the Hor&s;es that drew them.</P>
<P>I cannot in &s;o &s;hort a time, give you a particular Account of the many Per|&s;ons who have lo&s;t their Lives, Limbs, or otherwi&s;e &s;u&s;tained Dammages by this &s;ad Accident both here and in &s;everal Parts of <HI>Holland,</HI> e&s;pecially <HI>Am&s;ter|dam</HI> (of which I doubt not but you will have an Account from them&s;elves.) This Tempe&s;t began from the <HI>South Ea&s;t</HI> of that City, and went all along to the <HI>North-We&s;t,</HI> not only Untiling &s;everal Hou&s;es, but al&s;o taking away &s;eve|ral whole Roofs of &s;ome of them; by which means mo&s;t of the Goods that were in the Crany Ware-hou&s;es, were &s;poyled with the abundance of Wet that fell in upon the upper parts of them. Among the re&s;t, Mr. <HI>T. D.</HI> hath 2000 <HI>l. Sterl.</HI> of Wares that will not yeild him any thing con&s;iderable; 70 Sayl of Ships in the <HI>Texel,</HI> not one of them E&s;caped without &s;ome dammage; tho&s;e of them that could cut their Cables &s;oone&s;t, and get out from the re&s;t, e&s;caped be&s;t, but &s;ome of them were over &s;et, and others &s;triking one again&s;t another, were in&s;trumental to one anothers de&s;truction: We are told here that the great Tree at <HI>Am&s;terdam,</HI> &s;o con&s;iderable for its heighth and bigne&s;s, was pluckt up by the roots, and thrown &s;everal yards from the place where it &s;tood. I am informed Mr. <HI>I. P.</HI> was going with his Friend from <HI>Dort</HI> in the Skuyte, and the Skuyte was over - turned, that he him&s;elf is &s;aved, but his Friend peri&s;hed in the waters: How many more of the&s;e &s;ad things we &s;hall further hear of, the Lord knows; I am afraid they will not be a few.</P>
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<HEAD>FROM UTRECH. The 2d. of <HI>Augu&s;t,</HI> 1674.</HEAD>
<P>I Cannot but informe you of the Great and Miraculous judgment of Almighty God, who&s;e hand hath been very heavy on the Nether|lands, and E&s;pecially this famous City of <HI>&V;trecht,</HI> that is now almo&s;t de&s;troyed, the wounds are fre&s;h bleeding which we had receiv'd from the <HI>French,</HI> and by which we are much Impoveri&s;hed, and now when we hoped that the wor&s;t had been pa&s;t, and that we &s;hould have had a re|cruiting time; God Almighty hath powred one Violl more of his wrath and Indignation upon us: for, on <HI>Wedne&s;day</HI> la&s;t between Seven and Eight of the Clock at Night, fell &s;uch a heavy &s;torm of Wind mixed with Lightning, Hayle, Thunder, and Rain, which &s;eemed as though it would have turned all things up&s;ide-down, the earth Moving as with a great Earth-quake, which produced the dreadfull effects which follow.</P>
<P>The hou&s;es and Tyles that fell cau&s;ed &s;uch heaps of Rubbi&s;h, that the Streets are not Pa&s;&s;able, The Old comly &s;tructure, the Principle Church, which had &s;tood out &s;o many Ages, is now more then half fallen Down; the co&s;tly Pillars that were by the Mini&s;ters Pew with the 7 Crown Can|dle&s;trick &s;poyled, although indeed the 2 Pillars with the &s;tate-pew are &s;till &s;tanding, But wholly made u&s;ele&s;s, the Steeple remaineth &s;tand|ing. The Spire of St. <HI>James</HI> Church is broken down, to the out works the Co&s;tly and famous Clockwork is fallen into the Church, and the Gla&s;s Windows all broken: and that which is much to be wondered at, there is not one hou&s;e near that Church which is Damnified with the fall of the Steeple, although it fell cro&s;s between the hou&s;es and the Church, the Buer Church hath both its &s;ides beaten into one, and half the roof of it fallen Down, of St. <HI>Nic.</HI> Church the Spires are beaten Down, the Tower that &s;tood by Agnes Cloy&s;ter is beaten down, the <HI>Magdelen</HI> Church and the <HI>Dutch</HI> hou&s;e is beaten Down, As al&s;o the Towers of St. <HI>Peters</HI> Church are both fallen down, and the Chruch by
<PB N="4" REF="4">the fall of the Towers Demoli&s;hed; the hou&s;e of my Lord <HI>De Hare</HI> up|on the old Graft at the corner of <HI>Draken-burgh</HI>-Ally hath half its roof fallen into it, by which a Woman Living on the key was kild in the Cellar.</P>
<P>A Skuyte lying full of Turf in the Graft was beaten all to peices, and the Turf remains Swimming up and down the Graft, another out at the <HI>Tolle|&s;teek-Port</HI> was al&s;o &s;erved in the like manner: the K. Church had the Walls beaten down, and of the nine Corn mills that &s;tood on the walls, there are but three left &s;tanding.</P>
<P>The Mill on the Gans-&s;leugh is blown up from the Ground; Al&s;o two Saw-Mills that &s;tood without the <HI>Tolle-&s;teek-port.</HI> Divers other Mills and places De&s;troyed, and Per&s;ons blown up into the Aire; and the Waggons Com|ing and going from hence with their Pa&s;&s;engers, Driven into the Rhyne were Choakt in the River, and an ho&s;pitall called Martyns Ho&s;pital is to|tally de&s;troyed, and but one man kild in it, mo&s;t of the Steeples of Villa|ges Adjacent are broken down, and the Trees blown up by the roots, the Mills on the other &s;ide of the River, have their Sails and frames taken off together, and one Woman is found dead under one of tho&s;e Mills, with a hammer in her hand. The great Martyn Tavern is al&s;o fallen down, but we do not hear of any more then one Per&s;on kild in it, many &s;uch fad effects it hath produced, of which you will hear more by the next. The Lord help us to &s;ee now his hand is lifted &s;o &s;oar upon us, and inable us to learn righteou&s;ne&s;s by his many Judgments we have been un|der.</P>
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