Robert Goodbody Journal

man with an horse, a man that had been reared under the family at Tullylost. But when he came back he gave a double rap at the hall door, and gave in the bridle and saddle to Jane Pim who opened the door for him. The rebels were then in possession of the town. Besides other friends living in the town, there was of our family my uncle and Aunt Pim, their daughter Jane and Hannah, and my Aunt Margaret, William Pim and his wife at next house with their apprentices. William was ill in bed with fever. I have heard my Aunt Margaret say that at the back windows they could see people hiding their valuables in the ground in their gardens, expecting the rebels in, and when they came they at once set to plundering, ripping up the feather beds to store things in the ticks. She said the quantity of feathers out in the streets, made the streets look as white as snow. However my Uncle's family were wonderfully preserved, and though the lower part of the house was at all times full of rebels and their wives; they killings sheep in abundance and dressings them in the kitchen where they eat and drank all the time they had had possession of the town, which was four or five days. The family however had a man, a Catholic, perhaps between 50 and 60 years old, a follower of the family, (I wish that I could recollect his name) but he made it his business to keep the rebels down in the kitchen story and prevented them from roving over the house. My Uncle Pim was then confined to his bed, helpless and perhaps childish, when one day a parcel of the rebels got in at the hall-door, he lying in the room opposite, and going into the room where all the females of the family, of course much terrified; but on their coming in and looking at him lying in his bed, they said that he was a good man

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