, and approved by those who
represented the Lutheran and Romanist parties. The Prince resolved
early in the morning to present them to the Calvinists; attended by
Hoogstraaten and a committee of the municipal authorities, with a guard
of a hundred troopers, he once more rode towards the Mere. It had been
arranged that all who were anxious to preserve order were to wear a red
scarf over their armour. Thus distinguished, he and his party
approached the camp. The Calvinists appeared fierce and threatening as
ever; but, notwithstanding, he was once more allowed to ride into the
middle of the square. It was a moment of the greatest anxiety. One of
the magistrates with a loud voice read the articles by the command of
the Prince. For some time it seemed doubtful whether they would be
accepted. But he in a few words expressed their meaning.

"And now, my friends," he said, "let me entreat you, by the love you
bear your wives and children, by the love you bear your faith, by your
duty to your country and to your Maker, to agree to these terms. If you
do so, repeat the words with which I will conclude my address."

There was a pause. Then he cried with a loud voice, "God save the
King!"

Again there was a pause. The Calvinists were swayed by conflicting
emotions, but the calmness and gentleness of the Prince overcame all
other considerations.

"_Vive le Roi_!" they shouted; and the cry was taken up throughout their
ranks.

"I thank Heaven that it is so!" he again cried, when silence was once
more procured. "Now let me entreat you quietly to return to your homes,
and show that you bear your fellow-citizens no ill-will for what has
occurred."

In a short time, those in charge of the artillery restored them to the
Arsenal, where all arms which had been taken were replaced. And now the
citizens of all classes were seen addressing each other in friendly
terms--the Calvinists, Lutherans, and even Romanists. The passions of
some fifty thousand armed men were appeased. The lives of numbers were
preserved, and the beautiful city of Antwerp was saved, by the wisdom
and courage of William of Orange.

CHAPTER TWENTY TWO.

THE DUKE OF ALVA.

I was so deeply interested in the public events I have described, that I
found little space in my journal for an account of my own proceedings.
In truth, while at Antwerp, I was engaged the greater part of the day in
my official duties, and have therefore little to tell abou