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From our Quarters at Reading Sept. 23. 1643.
SIr, since this Letter, which till now I had no opor∣tunity to send, we have had three bouts with the Cavaliers, who have been so inraged ever since we dis∣appointed their purposes at Glocester, and got away their bread and cheese at Ciciter, that they have often sworne we should never see London againe, and our Prisoners have bragd of the same as a thing impossible, yet the Lord be praised we are now pretty well on our way. On Monday last we quartered at Chilleton, and that afternoon the Cavaliers faced us on Mavern hills, two miles on this side; we made as if we had retreated, and sent out a party of horse to meet them, they joyned, fired bravely upon each other, and our horse wheeled off: Then my Lord Generall fell on with his Foot, and gave them a gallant charge, which accompanied with a Volley of our Dragooners ratled for the space of an houre without any cessation. Then the trained Bands and Auxiliaries were drawne on, but the dark∣nesse of the night prevented out further sport for that time. Wee tooke about 60 prisoners, and marched away that night to Chelton, and from thence the next day to Newbery, where the Cavaleers pitcht a field against our comming, planted their Ordnance, and having joyned the King and Queenes Army together with Prince Maurice his foot, and all the forces they could possible make, thought themselves sure of our destruction, but God had otherwise determined it: for on Wednesday morning my Lord Generall by Sun rise espying their body set in a battalia upon a