the seed implanted by his pious parents were really the germ of his future conversion to Protestantism, it must be confessed that it lay dormant a long time.  But his mind was in other pursuits.  He was disposed for an easy, joyous, luxurious, princely life.  Banquets, masquerades, tournaments, the chase, interspersed with the routine of official duties, civil and military, seemed likely to fill out his life.  His hospitality, like his fortune, was almost regal.  While the King and the foreign envoys were still in the Netherlands, his house, the splendid Nassau palace of Brussels, was ever open.  He entertained for the monarch, who was, or who imagined himself to be, too poor to discharge his own duties in this respect, but he entertained at his own expense.  This splendid household was still continued.  Twenty-four noblemen and eighteen pages of gentle birth officiated regularly in his family.  His establishment was on so extensive a scale that upon one day twenty-eight master cooks were dismissed, for the purpose of diminishing the family expenses, and there was hardly a princely house in Germany which did not send cooks to learn their business in so magnificent a kitchen.  The reputation of his table remained undiminished for years.  We find at a later period, that Philip, in the course of one of the nominal reconciliations which took place several times between the monarch and William of Orange, wrote that, his head cook being dead, he begged the Prince to “make him a present of his chief cook, Master Herman, who was understood to be very skilful.”

In this hospitable mansion, the feasting continued night and day.  From early morning till noon, the breakfast-tables were spread with wines and luxurious viands in constant succession, to all comers and at every moment.—­The dinner and supper were daily banquets for a multitude of guests.  The highest nobles were not those alone who were entertained.  Men of lower degree were welcomed with a charming hospitality which made them feel themselves at their ease.  Contemporaries of all parties unite in eulogizing the winning address and gentle manners of the Prince.  “Never,” says a most bitter Catholic historian, “did an arrogant or indiscreet word fall from his lips.  He, upon no occasion, manifested anger to his servants, however much they might be in fault, but contented himself with admonishing them graciously, without menace or insult.  He had a gentle and agreeable tongue, with which he could turn all the gentlemen at court any way he liked.  He was beloved and honored by the whole community.”  His manner was graceful, familiar, caressing, and yet dignified.  He had the good breeding which comes from the heart, refined into an inexpressible charm from his constant intercourse, almost from his cradle, with mankind of all ranks.