Or one may keep to the western route and reach Walcheren.

That is my present course, and Bommel may be left with a curious story of the Spaniards in 1599.

"Two brothers who had never seen, and had always been inquiring for, each other, met at last by chance at the siege, where they served in two different companies.

The elder, who was called Hernando Diaz, having heard the other mentioned by the name of Encisso, which was his mother's surname, and which he had taken through affection, a thing common in Spain, put several questions to him concerning a number of family particulars, and knew at last by the exactness of his answers that he was the brother he had been so long seeking after; upon which both proceeding to a close embrace, a cannon ball struck off both their heads, without separating their bodies, which fell clinging together." Helvoet, on the way to Tilburg, is the scene of an old but honourable story.

Ireland tells us that George the Second, being detained by contrary winds on his return from Hanover, reposed at Helvoet until the sea should subside.