11th July 1689

11th July 1689

A view of the countryside around Inch Level, close to the Inch wildfowl reserve, County Donegal.


Toiling night and day with accusations of betrayal of their fellow Protestants and the constant threat from the enemy as outlined in Richards’ Diary of the Fleet:


“Thursday 11th [July 1689]. At five in the morning, Col. Stewart and Col. St Johns returned from the other side of the island with their men to work on the new redoubt. With some persuasions I got the four field pieces into battery on a rising ground, and fired now and then at the several horse that appeared on the strand; but before low water, contrary to my opinion they were drawn off again under the cannon of the Greyhound, and the forces also retired to the other side of the island: which disheartened very much the poor Protestants, who, now laid open to the enemy and with apprehensions, fled to the hills, and did not spare to say that we did not dare to face the enemy, but would let them come in and cut all their throats. About six in the afternoon they returned again to work, it being now about three hours flood. We continued at work till one o’clock the next morning, at which time it rained pretty hard.


Our men returned again to the other side of the island; which marching backwards and hither again fatigued very much our men, besides the loss of half our time. When I returned to the Greyhound, there came off a man who told us he had been in the Irish camp, where he heard that the next morning tide the enemies were resolved to attack us in our works with both horse and foot. I sent the same night to Col. Stewart to acquaint him with it, and did desire that we might get our guns into battery, and head them with what force we could, for that it would be a great disgrace to us to be insulted, and let the enemies possess themselves of our redoubt, that was now tenable against them; which if they should, we must then of necessity be forced to keep to our ships, which would be of extreme ill consequence not only to us now; and perhaps the rumour of them beating us off would so discourage the city of Derry as to cause the loss of it.


This day the merchant ketch was sent away to Ferne Lough [Richards probably meant Lough Erne] where one Mr Cunningham with about forty men were retired into a small island in the same Lough. The fly-boat was also sent away with some cattle to the Major-General.”