The Arch-Prelate of St Andrewes in Scotland reading the new Service-booke in his pontificalibus assaulted by men & Women, with Crickets stooles Stickes and Stones.
The rising of Prentises and Sea-men on Southwark side to assault the Arch-bishops of Canterburys House at Lambeth.
The Souldiers in their passage to York turn unto reformers pull down Popish pictures, beak down rayles turn altars into Tables.
the English and Scotts Armies at first ready to fight, lovingly embrace each other, & part kinde freinds.
The Ministers and people solemnly take the Protestation in all Churches over the Kingdome.
Mr Burton, Dr. Bastwick, & Mr. Prinne, triumphantly from perpetuall captivity, those 3 famous Wittnesses of Truth, return home to London, attended with thousands of horse and foot,
The Earle of Strafford for treasonable practises beheaded on the Tower-hill.
Sr. Francis Windebank, Sr. Iohn Finch, the Lord Digbie, Iermin etc. fly for their lives beyond sea,
The High Commission-Court and Starr-Chamber voted down, and pluralities & non residencies damned by Parliament.
The Queen-Mother sent away by Sea, and the Capuchine Fryers & Priests expell'd from Somersett House beyond Sea.
The Citie Trained Bands, and the brave Sea-men with Barges and Long-boates adorn'd with streamers drums & trumpets, and furnisht with Shipguns. & other Warrlike instruments, quard the Lords & Commons safely to Parl: by Land & Water.
The Countie of Buckingham Cometh to London the very same day of the Lords & Comons so quarded, with their Petition to the Parl: Carrying the Protestation on their staves on horseback, and the Counties of Essex, Hertford, Barkshire, Surrey, & others, followed them in like maner shortly after.
The Bishops imprisoned in the Towre of London for protesting against the Parliament
Popish Recusants disarmed, for the greate security of the kingdome
a Letter sent to Mr. Pym. ‘Mr. Pym doe not think that a guard of men can protect you if you persist in your traiterous Courses and wiked designes I haue sent a Paper-messenger to you and if this does not touch your heart, a dagger shall so soon as I am recouered of my plaguesore: In the meane time you may be forborn because no better man may be endangered for you. Repent, Traitor’
Colonell Lunsford assaulting the Londoners at Westminster Hall, with a great rout of ruffinly Cavaleires