Count Louis, rising from his sick bed, paid his respects in person to the

victorious generals, at their request. He was received in Alva's camp

with an extraordinary show of admiration and esteem. The Duke of Medina

Coeli overwhelmed him with courtesies and "basolomanos," while Don

Frederic assured him, in the high-flown language of Spanish compliment,

that there was nothing which he would not do to serve him, and that he

would take a greater pleasure in executing his slightest wish than if he

had been his next of kin.

As the Count next day, still suffering with fever, and attired in his

long dressing-gown, was taking his departure from the city, he ordered

his carriage to stop at the entrance to Don Frederic's quarters. That

general, who had been standing incognito near the door, gazing with

honest admiration at the hero of so many a hard-fought field, withdrew

as he approached, that he might not give the invalid the trouble of

alighting. Louis, however, recognising him, addressed him with the

Spanish salutation, "Perdone vuestra Senoria la pesedumbre," and paused

at the gate. Don Frederic, from politeness to his condition, did not

present himself, but sent an aid-de-camp to express his compliments and

good wishes. Having exchanged these courtesies, Louis left the city,

conveyed, as had been agreed upon, by a guard of Spanish troops. There

was a deep meaning in the respect with which the Spanish generals had

treated the rebel chieftain. Although the massacre of Saint Bartholomew

met with Alva's entire approbation, yet it was his cue to affect a holy

horror at the event, and he avowed that he would "rather cut off both his

hands than be guilty of such a deed"--as if those hangman's hands had the

right to protest against any murder, however wholesale. Count Louis

suspected at once, and soon afterwards thoroughly understood; the real

motives of the chivalrous treatment which he had received. He well knew

that these very men would have sent him to the scaffold; had he fallen

into their power, and he therefore estimated their courtesy at its proper

value.

It was distinctly stated, in the capitulation of the city, that all the

soldiers, as well as such of the inhabitants as had borne arms, should be

allowed to leave the city, with all their property. The rest of the

people, it was agreed, might remain without molestation to their persons

or estates. It has been the general opinion of historians that the

articles of this convention were maintained by the conquerors in good

faith. Never was a more signal error. The capitulation was made late

at night, on the 20th September, without the provision which Charles IX.

had hoped for: the massacre, namely, of De la None and his companions.

As for Genlis and those who had been taken prisoners at his defeat,

their doom had already been sealed. The city was evacuated on the 21st

September: Alva entered it upon the 24th. Most of the volunteers

departed with the garrison, but many who had, most unfortunately,

prolonged their farewells to their families, trusting to the word of the

Spanish Captain Molinos, were thrown into prison. Noircarmes the butcher

of Valenciennes, now made his appearance in Mons. As grand bailiff of

Hainault, he came to the place as one in authority, and his deeds were

now to complete the infamy which must for ever surround his name.

In brutal violation of the terms upon which the town had surrendered,

he now set about the work of massacre and pillage. A Commission of

Troubles, in close imitation of the famous Blood Council at Brussels, was

established, the members of the tribunal being appointed by Noircarmes,

and all being inhabitants of the town. The council commenced proceedings

by condemning all the volunteers, although expressly included .in the

capitulation. Their wives and children were all banished; their property

all confiscated. On the 15th December, the executions commenced. The

intrepid De Leste, silk manufacturer, who had commanded a band of

volunteers, and sustained during the siege the assaults of Alva's troops

with remarkable courage at a very critical moment, was one of the

earliest victims. In consideration "that he was a gentleman, and not

among the most malicious," he was executed by sword. "In respect that he

heard the mass, and made a sweet and Catholic end," it was allowed that

he should be "buried in consecrated earth." Many others followed in

quick succession. Some were beheaded, some were hanged, some were burned

alive. All who had borne arms or worked at the fortifications were,

of course, put to death. Such as refused to confess and receive the

Catholic sacraments perished by fire. A poor wretch, accused of having

ridiculed these mysteries, had his tongue torn out before being beheaded.

A cobbler, named Blaise Bouzet, was hanged for having eaten meat-soup

upon Friday. He was also accused of going to the Protestant preachings

for the sake of participating in the alms distributed an these occasions,

a crime for which many other paupers were executed. An old man of sixty-

two was sent to the scaffold for having permitted his son to bear arms

among the volunteers. At last, when all pretexts were wanting to justify

executions; the council assigned as motives for its decrees an adhesion

of heart on the part of the victims to the cause of the insurgents,

or to the doctrines of the Reformed Church. Ten, twelve, twenty persons,

were often hanged, burned, or beheaded in a single day. Gibbets laden

with mutilated bodies lined the public highways,--while Noircarmes, by

frightful expressions of approbation, excited without ceasing the fury of

his satellites. This monster would perhaps, be less worthy of execration

had he been governed in these foul proceedings by fanatical bigotry or by

political hatred; but his motives were of the most sordid description.

It was mainly to acquire gold for himself that he ordained all this

carnage. With the same pen which signed the death-sentences of the

richest victims, he drew orders to his own benefit on their confiscated

property. The lion's share of the plunder was appropriated by himself.

He desired the estate; of Francois de Glarges, Seigneur d'Eslesmes. The

gentleman had committed no offence of any kind, and, moreover, lived.

beyond the French frontier. Nevertheless, in contempt of international

law, the neighbouring territory was invaded, and d'Eslesmes dragged

before the blood tribunal of Mons. Noircarmes had drawn up beforehand,

in his own handwriting, both the terms of the accusation and of the

sentence. The victim was innocent and a Catholic, but he was rich.

He confessed to have been twice at the preaching, from curiosity, and

to have omitted taking the sacrament at the previous Easter. For these

offences he was beheaded, and his confiscated estate adjudged at an

almost nominal price to the secretary of Noircarmes, bidding for his

master. "You can do me no greater pleasure," wrote Noircarmes to the

council, "than to make quick work with all these rebels, and to proceed

with the confiscation of their estates, real and personal. Don't fail to

put all those to the torture out of whom anything can be got."

Notwithstanding the unexampled docility of the commissioners, they found

it difficult to extract from their redoubted chief a reasonable share in

the wages of blood. They did not scruple, therefore, to display their,

own infamy, and to enumerate their own crimes, in order to justify their

demand for higher salaries. "Consider," they said, in a petition to this

end, "consider closely, all that is odious in our office, and the great

number of banishments and of executions which we have pronounced among

all our own relations and friends."

It may be added, moreover, as a slight palliation for the enormous crimes

committed by these men, that, becoming at last weary of their business,

they urged Noircarmes to desist from the work of proscription.

Longehaye, one of the commissioners, even waited upon him personally,

with a plea for mercy in favor of "the poor people, even beggars, who,

although having borne arms during the siege, might then be pardoned."

Noircarmes, in a rage at the proposition, said that "if he did not know

the commissioners to be honest men, he should believe that their palms

had been oiled," and forbade any farther words on the subject. When

Longehaye still ventured to speak in favor of certain persons "who were

very poor and simple, not charged with duplicity, and good Catholics

besides," he fared no better. "Away with you!" cried Noircarmes in a

great fury, adding that he had already written to have execution done

upon the whole of them. "Whereupon," said poor blood-councillor

Longehaye, in his letter to his colleagues, "I retired, I leave you to

guess how."

Thus the work went on day after day, month after month. Till the 27th

August of the following year (1573) the executioner never rested, and

when Requesens, successor to Alva, caused the prisons of Mons to be

opened, there were found still seventy-five individuals condemned to the

block, and awaiting their fate.

It is the most dreadful commentary upon the times in which these

transactions occurred, that they could sink so soon into oblivion.

The culprits took care to hide the records of their guilt, while

succeeding horrors, on a more extensive scale, at other places, effaced

the memory of all these comparatively obscure murders and spoliations.

The prosperity of Mons, one of the most flourishing and wealthy

manufacturing towns in the Netherlands, was annihilated, but there were

so many cities in the same condition that its misery was hardly

remarkable. Nevertheless, in our own days, the fall of a mouldering

tower in the ruined Chateau de Naast at last revealed the archives of all

these crimes. How the documents came to be placed there remains a

mystery, but they have at last been brought to light.

The Spaniards had thus recovered Mons, by which event the temporary

revolution throughout the whole Southern Netherlands was at an end.

The keys of that city unlocked the gates of every other in Brabant and

Flanders. The towns which had so lately embraced the authority of Orange

now hastened to disavow the Prince, and to return to their ancient,

hypocritical, and cowardly allegiance. The new oaths of fidelity were

in general accepted by Alva, but the beautiful archiepiscopal city of

Mechlin was selected for an example and a sacrifice.

There were heavy arrears due to the Spanish troops. To indemnify them,

and to make good his blasphemous prophecy of Divine chastisement for

its past misdeeds, Alva now abandoned this town to the licence of his

soldiery. By his command Don Frederic advanced to the gates and demanded

its surrender. He was answered by a few shots from the garrison. Those

cowardly troops, however, having thus plunged the city still more deeply

into the disgrace which, in Alva's eyes, they had incurred by receiving

rebels within their walls after having but just before refused admittance

to the Spanish forces, decamped during the night, and left the place

defenceless.

Early next morning there issued from the gates a solemn procession of

priests, with banner and crozier, followed by a long and suppliant throng

of citizens, who attempted by this demonstration to avert the wrath of

the victor. While the penitent psalms were resounding, the soldiers were

busily engaged in heaping dried branches and rubbish into the moat.

Before the religious exercises were concluded, thousands had forced the

gates or climbed the walls; and entered the city with a celerity which

only the hope of rapine could inspire. The sack instantly commenced.

The property of friend and foe, of Papist and Calvinist, was

indiscriminately rifled. Everything was dismantled and destroyed.

"Hardly a nail," said a Spaniard, writing soon afterwards from Brussels,

"was left standing in the walls." The troops seemed to imagine

themselves in a Turkish town, and wreaked the Divine vengeance which

Alva had denounced upon the city with an energy which met with his

fervent applause.

Three days long the horrible scene continued, one day for the benefit of

the Spaniards, two more for that of the Walloons and Germans. All the

churches, monasteries, religious houses of every kind, were completely

sacked. Every valuable article which they contained, the ornaments of

altars, the reliquaries, chalices, embroidered curtains, and carpets of

velvet or damask, the golden robes of the priests, the repositories of

the host, the precious vessels of chrism and extreme unction, the rich

clothing and jewellery adorning the effigies of the Holy Virgin, all were

indiscriminately rifled by the Spanish soldiers. The holy wafers were

trampled underfoot, the sacramental wine was poured upon the ground, and,

in brief, all the horrors which had been committed by the iconoclasts in

their wildest moments, and for a thousandth part of which enormities

heretics had been burned in droves, were now repeated in Mechlin by the

especial soldiers of Christ, by Roman Catholics who had been sent to the

Netherlands to avenge the insults offered to the Roman Catholic faith.

The motive, too, which inspired the sacrilegious crew was not fanaticism,

but the, desire of plunder. The property of Romanists was taken as

freely as that of Calvinists, of which sect there were; indeed, but few

in the archiepiscopal city. Cardinal Granvelle's house was rifled. The

pauper funds deposited in the convents were not respected. The beds were

taken from beneath sick and dying women, whether lady abbess or hospital

patient, that the sacking might be torn to pieces in search of hidden

treasure.

The iconoclasts of 1566 had destroyed millions of property for the sake

of an idea, but they had appropriated nothing. Moreover, they had

scarcely injured a human being; confining their wrath to graven images.

The Spaniards at Mechlin spared neither man nor woman. The murders and

outrages would be incredible, were they not attested by most respectable

Catholic witnesses. Men were butchered in their houses, in the streets,

at the altars. Women were violated by hundreds in churches and in grave-

yards. Moreover, the deed had been as deliberately arranged as it was

thoroughly performed. It was sanctioned by the highest authority. Don

Frederic, Son of Alva, and General Noircarmes were both present at the

scene, and applications were in vain made to them that the havoc might be

stayed. "They were seen whispering to each other in the ear on their

arrival," says an eye-witness and a Catholic, "and it is well known that

the affair had been resolved upon the preceding day. The two continued

together as long as they remained in the city." The work was, in truth,

fully accomplished. The ultra-Catholic, Jean Richardot, member of the

Grand Council, and nephew of the Bishop of Arras, informed the State

Council that the sack of Mechlin had been so horrible that the poor and

unfortunate mothers had not a single morsel of bread to put in the mouths

of their children, who were dying before their eyes--so insane and cruel

had been the avarice of the plunderers. "He could say more," he added,

"if his hair did not stand on end, not only at recounting, but even at

remembering the scene."

Three days long the city was abandoned to that trinity of furies which

ever wait upon War's footsteps--Murder, Lust, and Rapine--under whose

promptings human beings become so much more terrible than the most

ferocious beasts. In his letter to his master, the Duke congratulated

him upon these foul proceedings as upon a pious deed well accomplished.

He thought it necessary, however; to excuse himself before the public in

a document, which justified the sack of Mechlin by its refusal to accept

his garrison a few months before, and by the shots which had been

discharged at his troops as they approached the city. For these

offences, and by his express order, the deed was done. Upon his

head must the guilt for ever rest.

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