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<P>A SECOND POWDER-PLOT, Di&s;covered in his EXCELLENCY the LORD GENERALLS Armie. Truly relating the manner of this de|&s;perate, cowardly, and malignant PLOT: In two &s;everall Letters. The fir&s;t from one of the Lifeguard to his Brother in LONDON. The other from a Lievtenant in the ARMIE.</P>
<P>Publi&s;hed according to Order.</P>
<P><HI>LONDON,</HI> Printed by <HI>Matthew Simmons,</HI> September 5. 1644.</P>
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<HEAD>TWO LETTERS; Di&s;covering a &s;econd <HI>Powder-Plott</HI> in his Excellency the Lord Generalls Armie: wherein the admirable hand of GOD hath appeared.</HEAD>
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<OPENER><SALUTE>Loving SIR,</SALUTE></OPENER>
<P>_I Hope you have received the La&s;t I writ of the 15^t^h In&s;tant, wherein I certified you that the Army was twentie miles into <HI>Cornwall,</HI> where the King with his own Army, Prince <HI>Maurices, Hoptons,</HI> and <HI>Green|vils</HI> had laine about a weeke, within halfe a mile of us. Since which time the Enemy hath marched downe upon us, and wee have been in Skirmi&s;h a weeke to morrow morning; in which time, ble&s;&s;ed be God, wee have lo&s;t none of note, and but very few private Souldiers. What the Enemy hath lo&s;t I know not. The rea&s;on the Battle hath conti|nued &s;o long, and is like to continue much lon|ger,
<PB N="4" REF="3"> is in regard both Armies are within inclo&s;ures: wee are come very neare one of the other: many of our great Pieces and theirs are within Musket-&s;hot of each other: The Enemy doth confidently a&s;&s;ure them&s;elves of Victory, u&s;ing many opprobrious &s;peeches to us; for wee have much talke with them. The fir&s;t morning they fell opon us, I was &s;ent out <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="OXF" EXTENT="1 word"> a partie of men to encounter them; wee had very hot &s;ervice all day, and were within ten yards one of another; &s;ometimes wee argue together, &s;om times wee &s;coulded together like the Fi&s;h-wo|men in <HI>Cheap-&s;ide,</HI> and &s;ometimes wee fought very hot; wee were &s;o neare, that &s;ometimes the Kings men would leape over the hedge into the mid&s;t of us, taking us for their owne men: They u&s;e all the power, violence, and treachery they can, to de&s;troy and cut us off. But in God in whom our &s;trength doth lie, and on whom the eyes of our farewell are fixed for &s;uccour and reliefe, hath hitherto helped us, and owned his owne Cau&s;e, and given us and the whole Kingdome new experience of his love and goodne&s;&s;e to us, in preventing the treacherous de|&s;igne of our Enemies: ye&s;terday the Enemy were readie all to fall upon us at once, and that they might more &s;urely prevaile again&s;t us, had procured one
<PB N="5" REF="3"> whom yet wee have not found out, to blow up our Traine, and had &s;o farre effected it, that the wild-fire and lighted Matches were put into &s;ome Wag|gons; one Match (by the providence of God) con|trary to the nature of Match, went out of it &s;elfe, and another Match was found burning in a tynne Box, ready to give fire to the wild-fire. I hope the delive|rance from this &s;econd <HI>Gunpowder-Plot,</HI> will never be forgotten by us: The Lord is good to us in pro|viding for us in &s;o barren a place. Wee were above a fortnight without Beere, but now wee have &s;ome &s;ometimes from the Lord of <HI>Warwick,</HI> as al&s;o Bisket, Butter and Chee&s;e, &s;o that, ble&s;&s;ed be God, wee are in no great want. Wee daily expect Collonell <HI>Mid|dleton</HI> to come to us with reliefe. Wee que&s;tion not but the Lord will either &s;u&s;taine and &s;trengthen us, or el&s;e will &s;upply us with reliefe in due &s;ea&s;on.</P>
<CLOSER><DATELINE><DATE>Augu&s;t 26^t^h^.</DATE></DATELINE></CLOSER>
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<OPENER><DATELINE><DATE><HI>Sabbathi</HI> 25 Aug. 1644.</DATE></DATELINE>
<SALUTE>Loving Brother my be&s;t re&s;pect pre&s;ented.</SALUTE></OPENER>
<P>_WEE lie now at <HI>Leatthell</HI> in the middle of <HI>Cornwall,</HI> where wee have en|dured much hard&s;hip for want of bread, yet find provi&s;ion beyond expres&s;ion, ble&s;&s;ed be God. When wee entred <HI>Cornwall</HI> at <HI>Lance&s;ton,</HI> where wee tooke &s;ixtie barrells of Powder, be&s;ides great &s;tore of Ammunition, and twelve Pieces of Ordnance taken at <HI>Salt-A&s;h:</HI> and likewi&s;e two hundred Pri&s;oners: The 22 of this moneth we fought from morning to night, and thorow Gods mercy wee had but little lo&s;&s;e; but divers of the Enemy. The 25 of this moneth being Sabbath day, wee have had a &s;econd <HI>Powder-Plot,</HI> which had not God wonderfully prevented, it might have proved of as dangerous con&s;equence as the fir&s;t: And thus it was; On Sabbath day 25^t^h of the &s;aid moneth, our whole Traine was intended by the Enemy to be blowne up: the Enemy plotting by
<PB N="7" REF="4"> &s;ome members in our Army, cau&s;ed two great baggs of wild-fire to be made, which was put into a Wag|gon, and two ends of Matches being tyed to the mouth's of both the bags, a Bandeleire being fa&s;ten'd to one of them, the bottome of it being broken out, and the end of the Match within the Bandeleire, the Regiment of Foote &s;tanding about the Artillery, the Match burning, and the Enemy round about the Towne, expecting execution, that they might be rea|dy to fall on, to cut the throats of our Forces: Now &s;tand &s;till, and &s;ee the &s;alvation of God: The fir&s;t Match burned cleane out to the Powder, and there dyes, doing no execution at all: The &s;econd Match was burned within two inches of the Powder, where the Controwler going to deliver out &s;ome Powder to the Regiments, found the&s;e things thus done, yet the actor in this bloudy intended Ma&s;&s;acre is not found out; <HI>Digitus Dei;</HI> to the Lord, the di&s;|coverer of &s;ecrets, be all the glory.</P>
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