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A NARRATIVE OF THE GREATEST VICTORY KNOWN IN THE MEMORY OF MAN: BEING THE TOTAL OVERTHROW OF THE GREAT REBEL STEP AN RADZIN, WITH HIS ARMY OF ONE HUNDRED THOUSAND MEN, BY THE GRAND GZAR OF RUSSIA, AND HIS RENOWNED GENERAL DOLERUCKO



WRITTEN BY AN ENGLISH FACTOR, FROM THE PORT OF MOSKOW.

The Narrative

Most worthy Employer,

Sir,

The daily Fears we have long here entertain'd, rendred our lives the next event (in Reasons expectation) to have been inhumanely torn from us, and, with us, your and the rest of the worthy Employers Estates to have been ransacked, and swallowed up. Which Cares now to distrust unprevented, were great impietie: Providence hath so protected us, and Ensured yours, that, were not Miracles ceased, this sudden turning our Weeping into excess of Joy, might be esteemed so wonderful.

Nor were those timerous motives the jealousies of us Strangers alone: for, few days antedate of these, the increased power of the Rebel Radzin spread so vastly in Campaigne before this Town and Metropolis of this Country, that the great Dukes best subjects had not else before the eyes of their imagination, but the inevitable extirpation of this Empires Grandeur; until, by a very late Result, at the Congrawize or Council in Moscow, twas resolved the General Dolerucko should give them Battel. Which resolution, in its first birth, was favour'd by the Czar's quiet pass by the Rebels, to joyn with the General; which the Rebels might with ease have prevented; whereby they must have lain at so incommunicable a distance, that they could not have afforded a timely assistance one to other.

But, being thus happily joyn'd, on the 13 of the Kalends of February 16 70/71, upon the great Plain of Wariaschal, some five caitans or miles from Moscow; which goodly Plain of the world is Croned on each side with stately cloud-breaking Hills, the foot of each beautified with a plenteous River; this Plain holding their distance six miles one from other, so enduring it self in a level Valley from Moscow sixty miles to Wrackoza, where her fruit-affording streams, like sisters in Bounties love, twist themselves into the Ambonine Ocean, welcome (from their long travel in circulation run) into their first mothers womb again.