Huntingdon -- My uncle arrived, before supper, with Desborough again, and the Waltons, and James too, all girded with sword, and pistol. My Uncle, with an air of riotous joy, his eyes bright, said, he hath learned of a scheme of the scholars of Cambridge to remove the Plate from the colleges, and transport it north, to the King in York; that one Mr Dowcra hath been given that task, with the connivance of the Master of Clare Hall. My Uncle selected some from the county Trained-Bands, villages of St Ives and Holyfen and Wisbech, and that are now marching to Cambridge.

My Uncle wished to know if, while I waited for my lord Saye's commission to arrive, appointing me captain in his lifeguard, would I care to ride with him, and perhaps lend my sword, to the business at hand; as I have known War I could perhaps edify the others, on how best to grapple with a desperate enemy.

There is a spirit there, a strange restless spirit that is yet tasked to great deeds I will believe. I asked time to don my boots, and take a stone to my sword.

I pray that God -- but my uncle calls, and we ride to Cambridge.