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Then I grow as savage as a tiger, and I ought not to be so, I ought not. Roland, my foreman, probably likes " "Meister, Meister, your beard is beginning to tremble already!" "What did the Glippers think, when their aristocratic cloaks " The landlord took yours and mine from the fire entirely on his own responsibility." "I don't care! The crook-legged ape did it to honor the Spanish sycophant.
The next day after the meeting of the council, Burgomaster Van der Werff, Herr Van Hout, and a notary, attended by two constables, went to Nobelstrasse to set old Fraulein Van Hoogstraten's property in order. The fathers of the city had determined to seize the Glippers' abandoned dwellings and apply the property found in them to the benefit of the common cause.
He consulted with the most experienced of his officers, with the country people, with the most distinguished among the Glippers, and derived encouragement from their views concerning the Prince's plan. They pronounced it utterly futile and hopeless: The Glippers knew the country well, and ridiculed the desperate project in unmeasured terms.
The man, whom the baron had called the fencing-master Allertssohn, had just perceived that the "Glippers" cloaks were hanging by the fire, while his friend's and his own were flung on a bench.
These men were familiarly called Glippers; their object was to induce their countrymen to follow their example. A few holding their opinions remained in the city, either kept there by business or with the intention of creating dissension among the patriots. Although Baron Van Arenberg openly professed to be a patriot, yet from the expressions he let fall many already began to suspect his designs.
"I remember her citizens' resistance, and the rescued Alkmaar." "Man, man!" cried the baron. "By all that sacred, I implore you to be circumspect." "Enough, baron, I must go to the town-hall." "No, only this one more word, this one word. I know you upbraid us as 'Glippers, deserters, but as truly as I hope for God's mercy, you misjudge us. No, Herr Peter, no, I am no traitor!
But the burghers of Leyden thought that the best pity which they could show to those poor old fathers, daughters, and wives, was to keep them from the clutches of the Spanish soldiery; so they made no answer to the Glippers, save by this single line, which they wrote on a sheet of paper, and forwarded, like a letter, to Valdez: "Fistula dulce canit, volucrem cum decipit auceps."
First siege of Leyden Commencement of the second Description of the city Preparations for defence Letters of Orange Act of amnesty issued by Requesens Its conditions Its reception by the Hollanders Correspondence of the Glippers Sorties and fierce combats beneath the walls of Leyden Position of the Prince His project of relief Magnanimity of the people Breaking of the dykes Emotions in the city and the besieging camp Letter of the Estates of Holland Dangerous illness of the Prince The "wild Zealanders" Admiral Boisot commences his voyage Sanguinary combat on the Land Scheiding Occupation of that dyke and of the Green Way Pauses and Progress of the flotilla The Prince visits the fleet Horrible sufferings in the city Speech of Van der Werf Heroism of the inhabitants The Admiral's letters The storm Advance of Boisot Lammen fortress An anxious night Midnight retreat of the Spaniards The Admiral enters the city Thanksgiving in the great church The Prince in Leyden Parting words of Valdez Mutiny Leyden University founded The charter Inauguration ceremonies.
Nobleman's cloaks are favored here. They're of Spanish cut. That exactly suits the Glippers' faces. Good Dutch cloth is thrown into the corner. Ho, ho, Brother Crooklegs, we'll put you on parade." "Pray, most noble Captain " "I'll blow away your most noble, you worthless scamp, you arrant rascal! First come, first served, is the rule in Holland, and has been ever since the days of Adam and Eve.
"I remember her citizens' resistance, and the rescued Alkmaar." "Man, man!" cried the baron. "By all that sacred, I implore you to be circumspect." "Enough, baron, I must go to the town-hall." "No, only this one more word, this one word. I know you upbraid us as 'Glippers, deserters, but as truly as I hope for God's mercy, you misjudge us. No, Herr Peter, no, I am no traitor!
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