Hans Brinker; Or, The Silver SkatesDodge, Mary Mapes
History
Hans Brinker; Or, The Silver Skates
Dodge, Mary Mapes
Netherlands -- History -- 19th century -- Juvenile fiction; Siblings -- Juvenile fiction; Skating -- Juvenile fiction
Sometimes a dog-cart, heaped with wooden ware, passed him; then a donkey
bearing a pair of panniers filled with crockery or glass; then a sled
driven over the bare cobblestones (the runners kept greased with a
dripping oil rag so that it might run easily); and then, perhaps, a
showy, but clumsy family-carriage, drawn by the brownest of Flanders
horses, swinging the whitest of snowy tails.
The city was in full festival array. Every shop was gorgeous in honor of
Saint Nicholas. Captain Peter was forced, more than once, to order his
men away from the tempting show-windows, where everything that is, has
been, or can be thought of in the way of toys was displayed. Holland is
famous for this branch of manufacture. Every possible thing is copied in
miniature for the benefit of the little ones; the intricate mechanical
toys that a Dutch youngster tumbles about in stolid unconcern would
create a stir in our Patent Office. Ben laughed outright at some of the
mimic fishing boats. They were so heavy and stumpy, so like the queer
craft that he had seen about Rotterdam. The tiny trekschuiten, however,
only a foot or two long, and fitted out, complete, made his heart
ache--he so longed to buy one at once for his little brother in England.
He had no money to spare, for with true Dutch prudence, the party had
agreed to take with them merely the sum required for each boy's
expenses, and to consign the purse to Peter for safekeeping.
Consequently Master Ben concluded to devote all his energies to
sightseeing, and to think as seldom as possible of little Robby.
He made a hasty call at the Marine school and envied the sailor students
their full-rigged brig and their sleeping-berths swung over their trunks
or lockers; he peeped into the Jews' Quarter of the city, where the rich
diamond cutters and squalid old-clothes men dwell, and wisely resolved
to keep away from it; he also enjoyed hasty glimpses of the four
principal avenues of Amsterdam--the Prinsen gracht, Keizers gracht,
Heeren gracht and Singel. These are semicircular in form, and the first
three average more than two miles in length. A canal runs through the
centre of each, with a well-paved road on either side, lined with
stately buildings. Rows of naked elms, bordering the canal, cast a
network of shadows over its frozen surface; and everything was so clean
and bright that Ben told Lambert it seemed to him like petrified
neatness.
Fortunately the weather was cold enough to put a stop to the usual
street-flooding, and window-washing, or our young excursionists might
have been drenched more than once. Sweeping, mopping and scrubbing form
a passion with Dutch housewives, and to soil their spotless mansions is
considered scarcely less than a crime. Everywhere a hearty contempt is
felt for those who neglect to rub the soles of their shoes to a polish
before crossing the door-sill; and, in certain places, visitors are
expected to remove their heavy shoes before entering.
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