sar the things which are
Caesar's," should they be allowed to "render unto God the things which
are God's."

I mentioned just now that Brederode was raising men in Antwerp. With
him was associated the brave and gallant young nobleman, Marnix of
Tholouse. He had left college in order that he might draw his sword in
the cause of religious liberty.

The Prince of Orange at length thought it necessary to prohibit
Brederode's enlistments. He and his followers accordingly left the
city, and embarked on board several ships which they had seized. More
men having joined them, Brederode took his departure for Holland, where
he hoped to raise more troops. In the meantime Marnix of Tholouse, with
his newly collected force, sailing up the Scheld, landed and attacked
the little village called Ostrawell, about a mile from Antwerp. Here he
posted himself with considerable judgment. In his rear he had the
Scheld and its dikes, on his right and left the dikes and the village.
In front he threw up a breastwork and sunk a trench. On this spot might
truly be said to have been first hoisted the standard of liberty.
A'Dale and I paid a visit to the camp. Daily numbers of men flocked to
his standard, till he had collected fully 3,000 round him. If the
bravery of one man could have supported a great cause, the gallant young
student might have succeeded. His followers, however, had no
discipline, and consequently no dependence on each other. Brederode had
promised to join him shortly with a body of troops; and it was hoped
that he would himself infuse his own spirit into his men, and bring them
under discipline.

As the ground was perfectly level between the city and his camp, we were
able from the ramparts to see all that was taking place within it.

Although the Prince of Orange would not give his open support to the
patriot band, yet he did not feel himself called upon to interfere with
them; indeed, he had been fortunately furnished with no troops with
which he could have done so. Affairs in the city therefore went on
quietly.

One morning, however, at early dawn the sound of firing from the
direction of Ostrawell called a vast number of the people of Antwerp to
that side of the ramparts. It soon became evident that Tholouse had
been suddenly attacked, and that a fierce battle was raging. No one
could tell by whom he was assailed. In a short time the roofs of the
houses, the towers of the churches, and the higher parts