U) by AI. L. -Millard 



SCENE ON THE SPAARNE: HAAREEM, HOEEAND 



There is a large bend in the Spaarne as it flows through Haarlem, the city which is the 

 center of the Dutch bulb trade. The gabled warehouses along the river tell of the natural 

 love of beauty that dwells in the Dutch heart. 



though she be — who has been dead 500 

 years, when on every hand are rosy faces 

 smiling at one from the most novel frame 

 of wide-spreading lace cap and golden 

 pins. 



Of course we had industriously "read 

 up" the town's history. I do not know 

 how Goes or Ter Goes received its name, 

 but when the natives say it, it sounds 

 like a Scotchman saying "Hoose," for 



the Zeelander and Hollander frequently 

 makes his "g" an "h." "Goose" we should 

 call it ; the "oe" has the sound of our dou- 

 ble "00." But I am glad the conductor 

 shouted "Ter Hoose," not "Goose," in 

 my window, although for a traveler to 

 add sensitive feelings to his luggage is 

 ridiculous. 



In any event, there was a castle here 

 some six or seven centuries ago, and 



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