The Copy of a Letter  Written by Mr. William Newton, One of the Gentlemen ushers unto the Lady ELIZABETH, unto his Brother Francis Newton, Esq. One of the four Squires of the Body to his majesty. 
From the HAGE, March the 18. New stile, 1641. BROTHER,  
We are here at the Hage, but in little better case, as touching fears and jealousies, than you are in England: true, the matter of the Prince of Orange is seemingly composed, I wish I could say ended, fire raked up, may possibly appear, yea and flame: The States will not trust him with moneys, and paying of the army, as formerly: but will set up and create a new Officer for that purpose: this sometimes discontents his highness: the Governor of Bergen ap Zome, that town of so great strength, being once a near servant to his highness, and brought up a long time under him, in very near services, and preferred unto that great place of Trust by the Prince's mediation: him would the States now very fain remove; but the talk goes here, that he will not harken to it, having that great garrison firm on his side; as it is feared upon too just grounds; the Prince hath all the army, so that we are not yet here quite clear of all surmizes of afterclaps: the burghers in the towns, plainly give out, that they fear the Prince hath been aforehand with them: and one of the burgomasters of Flushing, openly in my Mr. the Prince's presence Chamber, told my Lord Goring, in my hearing, that they had just cause to fear, that the Prince's Sons Marriage with the eldest daughter of the King of great Britain, had set the Prince on such a high strain, that shortly he doubted either their ruin or his own: pray God things may stand as they were, for unwonted aspiring thoughts, produce many times erterprises more pleasing then successful, if distempers should again break out here: I think we must be forced to come visit you in England: truth is, the state's general have never the better opinion of the Prince of Orange since this Match, some think the worse: nay, their usual respects are something colder toward my Lady, and Master, who I dare say upon my oath, is heartily grieved for this distance, and discorrespondency between the Prince and them, and hath no interest or partnership, but sorrow in it, and who must needs reap disconvenience by it. and may account this to the rest of her crosses: the Queen's entertainment at the Hage, is in my very soul more royal than hearty, the Dut●h liberality is almost at an end: and the Queen's entertainment begins to slacken with them: only his highness holds on his wonted nobleness in cheering her: they set her majesty a day, that they would be rid of her, if so it please or stand with her occasions: Proclamation against your Parliament delinquents, forbidding them strictly to repair hither during her majesty's abode here upon pain of imprisonment, and sending back into England with strict guard, hath been here published in all towns and dominions of the States: yet two have bravely adventured to kiss her hand, who came hither wonderfully well disguised, and walked nor openly in Court, lay in the Prince of Oranges own lodging, and after two days took their leave either for France or Brussels: God knows the Queen is very narrowly watched here, as a Personage of her quality may be, and I durst pawn my life the Parliament hath some agents here merely to attend that business; and three of them are in my Conscience, L. O. S. S. I H. Her majesty would have gone first to Collen, to have attended upon her Mother, then to Brussels, but was denied; the Prince of Orange seemed very forward to accomplish her desire in both, as far as lay in his power; but he was not so forward, but she found the Dutch as froward, who absolutely denied in plain terms, studying all the ways they can to gratify, and comply with your Parliament, not caring who they displease, so they satisfy them; I verily think, the Queen as the matter stands, will not trouble them long here, and that ye shall have her in England yet a good while before Easter.  
Thus hoping your welfare, and all our contents from his highness' Court at the Hage this present Friday, March the Eighteenth, I remain your ever true loving Brother, and Servant, Wil. Newton.