Daily Arizona silver belt., 1908-03-15
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 Ten Brock Brock is the Dutch for britches-a dyer. whose daughter An- neke was one of the belles of the town. In those days in New Amsterdam every merchant lived over his store, and those who practiced a trade had their shops in the yard. The lower story of Ten Brooks house was wide enough to take In his vats without discommoding the family.
 One night when there was fire on what Is now Broad street. where the bulls and bears daily devour the lambs In the stock market. Anneke saw a young man of her acquaintance, Wou- ter Blocker. in inc line of those passing buckets, suddenly dart to the burning building, shin up water spout and rescue child. The young girl was filled with admiration of the swain, and under her encouragement he later paid his court to her. Unfortunately for the lovers, Ten Brock drowned up- on the connection, which is not sur prising since young Blocker had no place to put bride.
 Nevertheless Anneke could not he prevailed upon 10 give up Wouter, and he continued his visits at the house, while Ten Brooks. choler continued to rise. like the mercury climbing a ther- mometer. One cvenlng-it was past 0 o'clock and every Dutchman was in bed-the angry father went into the kitchen. where the lovers were sitting hand in hand within the spacious fire place. and exploded hls wrath in the face of the suitor. Wouter arose and backed out through an open door that led into the dyeing room. Ton Brock following and shaking his fist In the youths face. Since Wouter was nov Ing In a contrary direction to his line of vision, he could see nothing behind him. Suddenly his heels caught upon vat, and he went backward into the dye.
 When he emerged not only his clothes. but every square inch of his body, was as rcd as the Indians from whom the island of Manna-hatta had been purchased Ten Brock surveyed him, shrugged his shoulders, with an ''Ugh!' and, turning his back, left him. The newly dyed man ran home and. standing under the pump. received enough water to wash on the I've had 1t not been of the best and clung to him like new skin.
 The poor boy arose the next morn. ing 10 survey himself in glass aud see that he was hopelessiy crimson. He went to chemist and begged him to try to do something to remove his color. The chemist gave him bath In which were certain drugs; but. alas, when the bather emerged his crimson skin had turned violet.
 Wouter went home in despair. There he found note from Anneke appoint. lng-a meeting oEsthc banksof the Hud. son river for that very evening. Wou- ter would gladly have stayed away, but feared his future happiness might de- pend upon the meeting. The hour was When Wouter stepped up to her and she saw his violet hue she burst into an uncontrolled fit of laughter Wou- ter, incensed. turned on his heel and left her 70 laugh If she liked till the sounds reached the Jersey shore.
 The next morning the unfortunate youth went again to the chemist and besouaht him to make another trial. The chemist consented, but this time Woutef came out the hue of the grass in the Bowling green. Towing with disapI ointment, he ran home, and who should he see sitting on the stoop but Anneke
 "Go away" he cried, covering his face.
 Der Wouter," she said, T have come to crave your forgiveness for laughing at you."
 Wou,er, reassured. advanced, at the same lime uncovering his face. As soon as Anneke saw his green visage she again burst into At of laughter. Wouter rushed past her and up to his room, where he locked himself in, and nothing could induce him to come forth till Anneke had gone away.
 The chemist told Wouter that he hoped at last to find some chemical substance that would net upon the dye. changing it to skin color. Wouter gave hirn another trial and came out a bright orange. Soon after this Anneke met her lover walking between the fort and the junction of the Hudson and East rivers. She was hurrying to him to sue for pardon for her apparent want of sympathy. The afternoon sun struck his orange countenance, and again she Jailed for laughter
 After this Wouter gave up trying to find anything to change his color and determined to try to wear 1t away. Taking a boat, he pulled down through the bays till he came to what is now called Coney Island. There he strip ped and relied and scraped himself In tie sand every day for seven weeks, living on berries he found on the main land and sleeping under his boat turned over on the beach. Day by day, week by week, his skin wore away, to be succeeded by one of natural color.
 When he had scraped away the old skin and new one had formed. he went back to New Amsterdam. It