Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1909-05-10
A SUMMER in EUROPE.
v-ssoms Of Hollands syway. and Water Ways.

| The tram cars in Holland go by
numbers so the first thing to do is to
| learn what each number stands for.
| When we went out to Scheveningen
| for instance, car No 8 took us
| through the woods to that sea side re-
sort. and car No. s brought us back
| past the villas. Whenever the con-
ductor wished to stop the car he
| whistled. while in Belgium the con-
ductor blew on a horn. which is sus-
pended around his neck.
Imagine a beach not so very diff
ferent from ours, where there are
numberless covered wicker chairs,
which permit one to enjoy the salt air
| without being burned by the sun. Near
| by the bathWomen are drying their
washing. In the back ground on the
beach are the bath houses and some
booths. Directly above those is the
promenade with a back ground Of
stately stone houses and hotels, whose
stern facades are much different from
our cosy little cottages. One building
looms out on account of it's size and
| grandeur. the Kurhaus, where the
very life of this place centers. Imagine
all this, and you have a good idea of
what that famous Dutch watering
place Scheveflingen is like.
In the Kurkaus there is a ConverSa-
ton Room magnificently fitted up.
where the people promenade before
and after the concerts. During the sea-
son, the renowned Berlin Philharmonic
Orchestra is there, and gives two
concerts daily. We enjoyed the after
noon concert so well that we went
out in the evening to hear it again,
and also to see the place when it was
| Illuminated with its myriads of colored
| lights. The impromptu concerts of
the Bohemian cafes should not be
missed by the tourist who wishes to
view Scheveningen from all sides.
Here are found the brass bands. that
always keep one in a good humor.
Our visit to Holland would not have
been complete without one day spent
| in the country We had decided that
an excursion to the isle of Maarken
| would give us good idea of the dikes
and windmills. So leaving the Hague
| early, we went to Amsterdam AS the
other two did not care to make the
trip. my mother and l set off for the
| wharf A kindly policeman went with
us to within sight of the landing
officers high and low all expect d
gratuity, so as matter of course
offered a tip to our gracious guide
But wonder of wonders, he absolutely
refused to take it, and lifting his hat
| he wished us a pleasant journey. We
set that down as red letter event
When we reached the landing, there
we saw the ship which had left
Amsterdam just fifteen minutes before
our arrival and there was no other
ship going to Maarken that day
AS I saw several other wharfs in
the vicinity, | asked where it was
possible to go for a short trip. By this
time our appearance had aroused q
desire in the hearts of the loafers to
come to our rescue. There we We're
surrounded on all sides by Dutchmen.
who kept repeating over and over that
the boat for Maarken had sailed and
we must come earlier the next day.
They didn't seem to think it was
possible that we could wish to go any
where else. Above the heads of those
persistent Dutchmen I saw the sign
Zaandam. and as that somehow ap
|
circle as fast as we could and hurried
to the boat lying at the wharf still
| followed by those Dutchmen. who @x-
planned to the captain that we wanted
to go to Maarken and no where else.
| told the captain that we wished to ge
wherever his boat would take us. we
didn't care where so long as we were
seeing something of Holland. Upon
| that he sent those loafers back TO
their arduous task of holding up the
fence, until they could come to the
rescue of some more foreigners.
AS we steamed out toward Zaan-
dam. or Saardam as the English
| call it, we passed many canal boats.
They. are long houseboats. for families
| live in them There is brown sail
that is unfurled when there IS any
! breeze. A canal boat is never COM
plete without a small dog. whose duty
it is to run from one end of the boat
to the other. barking at everything
and anyone who passes.
| All around us doomed up those state
| Nv windmills as if each wished to say
| II look down over the farms;
| In the fields of grain l see
| The harvest that is to be,
| And I fling to the air my arms
| For l know it is all for me-
| AS we landed at Zaandam little
| old man and young man met us, both
of whom spoke English, and both of
whom considered us their prey. The
young man had team which he would
| put at our disposal for two hours,
1 himself acting as driver and guide