This was forwarded to me by Pewfell reader Terry Smith, as he pointed out, all you have to do is change God to Hornbag:
To my good friends ye Postmasters
As a result of the Great Fire in 1666, it is believed that 70,000 of London's 80,000 inhabitants were left homeless and approximately 13,000 homes burnt to the ground. As Cloak Lane Post Office - the city's first - surrendered to the flames, London Postmaster James Hicks quickly salvaged as much of the city's correspondence as physically possible and fled with his family to Barnet. From there he sent the following letter to his fellow Postmasters, informing them of the catastrophe unfolding. With the city's relatively new postal system destroyed, very little information about the fire escaped for days and rumours circulated of a foreign invasion.
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To my good friends ye Postmasters betwixt London & Chester & Holly Head
Gentlemen,
it hath pleased Almighty God to visit this famous city of London with most raging fire which began on Sunday morning last about 2 a clock in Pudding Lane in a baker’s house behind the Kings Head tavern in New Fish Street & though all the means possible was used yet it could not be obstructed but before night it had burnt most part of ye City with St Magnus Church & part of ye Bridge to Q Hith to the water side, Canon Street, Dowgate, & upon Monday struck up Gratious Street, Lombard Street, Cornhill, Poultry, Bartholomew Lane, Throgmorton Street, Lothbury, & the last night & this day rages through all parts of the city as far as Temple Bar, Holborn Bridge, Smithfield & by all conjecture is not by any means to be stopped from further ruin except God in his infinite wisdom prevent it. I am at ye Red Lyon in Barnet with my family, & God in reasonable good health, notwithstanding great loss and sufferings by the distraction of our office yet I am commanded to let you know yet what little come to your hands from any ministers of State yet again give you all quick and speedy dispatch to me hither yet I may convey you home to Court or such places as I may receive directions for, & I am also to intimate to you which letters are sent to you from Court & shall see them sent forwards from here to you with speedy care & conveyance & so soone as pleasith God to put an end to ye violence of this fire some place will be picked on for ye general correspondence as formerly of which you shall God willing have advice at present this is all
Your sorrowfull friend
James Hicks
Barnet Sep. 4. 11 at night
Link to Original Post:
http://www.lettersofnote.com/2009/11/to-my-good-friends-ye-postmasters.html
Bet you thought I'd forgotten about all that money Lily made slaying the Zombilops! Uh-uh! That's why that WHOLE story came to be. I had to give Lily enough cash to accomplish THIS. Rebuilding the original Temple of Ria...restarting her order of priestesses...
