Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1902-11-13

considerable personal heroism. The
soft green shores went by; then
hotels and shopping. How did you
find Paris?" I'VE liked it exceeding
ly." "Oh, look, mamma, here is a
windmill" ''Oh, indeed" "How
quaint" How unique," Crack goes
the broadside of the kodaks. Score /.
well" continues mamma to the west
ern woman, did you find things so
cheap there as you expected" We'll,
no. | was little disappointed" ooh,
mamma, here's another windmill"
"Oh, how quaint" How UNIQUE"
Crack goes another broadsire of the
kodaks. Score 2. and as for four
buttoned gloves. | finally decided |
could do just as well right at home in
Potoka'
1t had cleared nova lovely, soft,
misty morning, with sunlight in the
center OF the sky and at the edges of
the horizon across the bright green
fields dim, hazy clouds, with small
white thunderheads showing through
them-a characteristic Dutch atmos-
phere. Occasionally as the day went
by We got little of it on us. We
passed through couple of locks, by
various craft in the canal, two old
men harnessed to canal boat, and
came at length to Brock in Water
land, the first place where the steam
er stopped. We were now some six
feet below the level of the sea: the
lower meadows beside US were IS feet
below. Along the entire way you
saw the roofs of the farmhouse
little red pyramids-peering above
the bikes. 1t was to see one of these
places that we stopped here. We
walked through the main street of the
bitches, covered with green growth, to
a dwelling on the other side. We had
seen one form of the dear old stable
home in Ireland; here was another
more approved example. The Dutch
family gathers back again not at the
old familiar hearthstone, but about
the dear old family hay stack The
center of the Dutch farmhouse is
built primarily for the stack; that's
what the picturesque high roof is
practically cover for a haymow. On
the front side are the two or three
rooms of the family; at the left the
dairy; on the other two sides of the
stack the cattle-that is during the
winter months. Just now it is all
swept and garnished for the summer
time. We saw the process of making
and pressing the little round cheeses;
and inspected the living-rooms. The
features of the latter were a magnif-
cent old cupboard and the sleeping
compartments. When you go to bed
in Holland you retire into your own
alcove. There are curtains in it,
sometimes; sometimes wooden doors
II you choose, you can Just button
yourself up in cupboard and break
into deep, deep sleep. Baby is
overhead in a sort of manger, cross
ways of your feet. So here the
whole family lies together in a few
square feet of space You hear much
about the cleanliness of the Dutch: il
is true, as far as housekeeping is con
cerned. If they weren't, among these
open, stagnant bitches, there wouldn't
be anybody left. But the Dutch can.
not be said to have a national genius
for ventilation. We do not wish to
be harsh, but say this after being in
close touch with a number of them.
After paying toll to the mistress of
the farmhouse, behold us steaming
down the canal beside a bristling row
of little elm trees. AS we approach
horde of small boys appear shout
ing gutteral national song and
calling the national watchword
'moonie." They get a little of if from
the boat and swarm over us when we
arrive-one of the many public nui-
sances created by the European trav.
eelr. The stop is at Monnikendam
an old seaport on the Zuider zee
First, in little wood, you see the old