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Gaunt, for we be now in great necessity to have a sovereign captain of good name and of good renown, and so by this means your father Jaques d'Arteveld shall rise again in this town by the remembrance of you ; for every man saith that sith his days the country of Flanders hath not been so loved, honoured nor feared as it was while he lived ; and I shall lightly set you in his stead, if ye list yourself: and when ye be in that authority, then ye shall govern yourself by my counsel, till ye have full understanding of every case, the which ye shall soon learn.' Then this Philip, who was at man's state and naturally desired to be advanced, honoured and to have more than he had, answered and said: 'Peter du Bois, ye offer me a great thing and I believe you : and if I were in the state that ye speak of, I swear to you by my faith that I should do nothing without your counsel.' Then Peter answered and said : 'How say you ? Can ye bear yourself high and be cruel among the commons, and specially in such things as we shall have to do? A man is nothing worth without he be feared, doubted and sometime renowned with cruelty': thus must the Flemings be governed. A man must set no more by the life of men, nor have no more pity thereof, than of the lives of swallows or larks, the which be taken in season to eat.' ' By my faith,' said Philip, ' all this can I do right well.' 'That is well said,' quoth Peter, 'and I shall make you so, that ye shall be sovereign above all other.' And so therewith he took leave of him and departed. The night passed; the next day came then Peter du Bois came into a place, whereas there were assembled more than four thousand of his sect and other, to hear some tidings and to know how they should be ordered and who should be chief captain of Gaunt ; and there was present the lord of Herselle, after whom much of the business within Gaunt was ordered, but of going outward he would not meddle. And so there among them there was named divers persons of the town of Gaunt, and Peter du Bois stood still and heard them well ; and then he spake openly and said ' Sirs, I believe well all this that ye say ye speak of good affection and by great deliberation of courage, that ye have to the keeping of the honour and profit of this town ; and also such persons as ye have named be right able and have well deserved to have part of the governing of the town of Gaunt. But, sirs, I know one that, if he will meddle therewith, I think there should not be a meeter man therefor, nor of a better name.' Then Peter was desired to shew his name, and so he named him and said : `Sirs, it is Philip d'Arteveld, who was christened at Saint Peter's in this town of Gaunt by the noble queen of England called Philippa, the same season that Jaques d'Arteveld was before Tournay with the king of England and the duke of Brabant, the duke of Gueldres and the earl of Hainault, the which Jaques d'Arteveld this Philip's father governed the town of Gaunt and the country of Flanders so well, that it was never so well ruled sith, as I have heard say and do hear daily of the ancient men who had knowledge thereof, who say the town was never so well kept sith, as it was in his time: for Flanders was in a great jeopardy to be lost, and by his wisdom he recovered it. Sirs, know for truth, we ought better to love the branches and members that cometh from so high a valiant man as he was, than of any other.' And as soon as Peter du Bois had said those words, Philip d'Arteveld entered so into every man's courage, that they said all with one voice : 'Let us have him; we will have none other : go send for him.' ' Nay, not so,' quoth Peter du Bois, 'let him not be sent for: it were better we went to him, We know not as yet how he will maintain himself: let him first be examined,' t
Of the ordinance of Gaunt. And of the war of Spain and of Portugal.
AND so with Peter du Bois' words all they that were there and divers other that followed them came to the house whereas Philip d'Arteveld was, who knew right well before their coming the matter.
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