A TRUE RELATION Of the taking of NEW CASTLE, By the SCOTS by storm, on the 19. of October, 1644.

As it was certified to a worthy Member of the House of Commons, from one of the Commissioner, there: and from another Gentleman, both which were eye-witnesses of it.

Together with a true Relation of the state of Tinmouth Castle, and of the plague in it, and that it is likely shortly to be surrendred.

LONDON, Printed for Ben: Allen in Popes head Alley.


A true Relation of the taking of Newcastle.


I Hope you will excuse my long silence, which hath not proceeded from any unmindfulnes, or want of respect to you, but from want of opportunity, being so much pressed With businesse: Wee are but lately re­turned from setling Cumberland and Westmer­land, and now happily come to the taking in of Newcastle, at which action wee were this day present, and were witnesses of a great deal of gallantry shewed by thy the Souldiers on both sides, in hot service. That unhappy man, the Major, who these three or four daies hath treated only for advantage, (three Com­missioners from the Army being yesterday sent into the Town to treat upon their send­ing forth of Hostages, after almost a dayes debate, broke off, and returned without hope of obtaining it upon any peaceable termes:) this morning the Major sent forth a Drummer with a letter, enjoyning him to deliver it with his own hand to Generall Leven, if there were such a man in the world; for he did beleeve he [Page] was dead. The Generall returned him answer by the Messenger, hee hoped to doe him some service yet before he died. This morning after our Batteries began to play, they jeered our men from the town, bidding them, Come on you cowardly rogues, if you dare, who before night were glad to sing another song, & crave quar­ter for their lives. We made 3 breaches in the walls with Cannon, and immediatly after sprung four mines; all which took well: and thereupon entred them all at once. The Major and Scotch Lords are got into the Castle, and have sent to crave quarter. Our footmen are in the town, our horse keep guard without this night; and to morrow (God willing) wee intend to goe in with my Lord Generall, to give praise to God in the Churches. It is Iate, and we but newly come from the service, so I must hasten to make an end. I refer you fur­ther to our letter to Mr. Speaker.

Your assured loving friend to serve you R. F.

Another Relation of the taking of Newcastle, sent in a letter to a Member of the House of Commons.


AFter our unfortunate Major had re­fused all proffers of honour to him­selfe and Towne, this day about two of the clock in the afternoone, the Lord General commanded his men to fall on, where they had made breaches, and spring mines, which they did very resolutely and gallantly, God was with them, for they were never put to any retreate in any place, I saw them all the time, being with my L. generall, for the most part of the Storm. The Major took the Ca­stle for a sanctuarie and tooke downe his fla­ming flags, and put up the white, then the soul­diers laid downe their Armes and Colours, and left them, and so they are possessed of the Town: And the Major hath sent to the Lord Generall to render the parsons, from the new gate to the close gate: I am perswaded not one hundred men slaine, what more of ours in other parts or in towne I know not, and what of theirs; I thought [Page] once to have gone into towne this night, but durst not, till the Storme was wholly allayed: To morrow I intend to waite on his Excellencie and Sir william Armine to give God thanks for this great gaine, being the considerablest place in the Kingdom for the Parliament.

The Storme lasted two houres or thereabouts, it was very hott and managed bravely, on both parts till the Towne was over mastered: I for­beare to enlarge wishing God may give us thank­full hearts that our and Gods▪ malicious and ma­lignant enemies are thus happily entrapped, how­soever all my goods they are like to bee a prey to the souldiers as well as others, in common judge­ment there is seldome difference; I have not any manner of thing out of towne, yet I am happie God made me a spectator of the fall of those wic­ked men who were borne to ruinate so famous a towne, the Majors house or some other adjoyning are burning, yet my Lord General hath given order for the staying off the fire if possible. The Post stayeth I may not enlarge, so with my love to your good Wife and Henery Dawson his Wife and mistresse Fenick, I rest

your ever loving friend E. M.

TInmouth Castle (as appeares by a let­ter sent from Sir Thomas Riddles junior, to Sir Thomas Glenham governour of Carlile, which letter was entercepted) where­in he certifies that the Plague hath broke out within the Castle, 8. men are dead, and 60. more infected, who are put into Lodges in the fields, and the chiefe Chiurgeon there dan­gerously sicke, who I hear is since dead, so as it is conceived most of the rest that are in the Castle will run away, because of the infection.

Your assured loving freind G. F.

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