按键盘上方向键 ← 或 → 可快速上下翻页，按键盘上的 Enter 键可回到本书目录页，按键盘上方向键 ↑ 可回到本页顶部！
————未阅读完？加入书签已便下次继续阅读！
ts' ware rooms； perched high up under the roofs of their dwellings； with long； armlike cranes hoisting and lowering goods past the household windows； the grand public buildings erected upon wooden piles driven deep into the marshy ground； the narrow streets； the canals crossing the city everywhere； the bridges； the locks； the various costumes； and； strangest of all； shops and dwellings crouching close to the fronts of the churches； sending their long； disproportionate chimneys far upward along the sacred walls。
If he looked up； he saw tall； leaning houses； seeming to pierce the sky with their shining roofs。 If he looked down； there was the queer street； without crossing or curbnothing to separate the cobblestone pavement from the footpath of brickand if he rested his eyes halfway； he saw complicated little mirrors （spionnen） fastened upon the outside of nearly every window； so arranged that the inmates of the houses could observe all that was going on in the street or inspect whoever might be knocking at the door； without being seen themselves。
Sometimes a dogcart； 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 sight…seeing 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…clothesmen dwell； and wisely resolved to keep away from it； he also enjoyed hasty glimpses of the four principal avenues of Amsterdamthe Prinsengracht； Keizersgracht； Herengracht； and Singel。 These are semicircular in form； and the first three average more than two miles in length。 A canal runs through the center 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 doorsill； and in certain places visitors are expected to remove their heavy shoes before entering。
Sir William Temple； in his memoirs of 〃What Passed in Christendom from 1672 to 1679；〃 tells a story of a pompous magistrate going to visit a lady of Amsterdam。 A stout Holland lass opened the door； and told him in a breath that the lady was at home and that his shoes were not very clean。 Without another word she took the astonished man up by both arms； threw him across her back； carried him through two rooms； set him down at the bottom of the stairs； seized a pair of slippers that stood there； and put them upon his feet。 Then； and not until then； she spoke； telling him that his mistress was on the floor above； and that he might go up。
While Ben was skating with his friends upon the crowded canals of the city； he found it difficult to believe that the sleepy Dutchmen he saw around him； smoking their pipes so leisurely and looking as though their hats might be knocked off their heads without their making any resistance； were capable of those outbreaks that had taken place in Hollandthat they were really fellow countrymen of the brave； devoted heroes of whom he had read in Dutch history。
As his party skimmed lightly along he told Van Mounen of a burial riot which in 1696 had occurred in that very city； where the women and children turned out； as well as the men； and formed mock funeral processions through the town； to show the burgomasters that certain new regulations； with regard to burying the dead would not be acceded tohow at last they grew so unmanageable and threatened so much damage to the city that the burgomasters were glad to recall the offensive law。
〃There's the corner；〃 said Jacob； pointing to some large buildings； where； about fifteen years ago； the great corn houses sank down in the mud。 They were strong affairs and set up on good piles； but they had over seven million pounds of corn in them； and that was too much。〃
It was a long story for Jacob to tell； and he stopped to rest。
〃How do you know there were seven million pounds in them？〃 asked Carl sharply。 〃You were in your swaddling clothes then。〃
〃My father knows all about it〃 was Jacob's suggestive reply。 Rousing himself with an effort； he continued； 〃Ben likes pictures。 Show him some。〃
〃All right；〃 said the captain。
〃If we had time； Benjamin；〃 said Lambert van Mounen in English； 〃I should like to take you to the City Hall； or Stadhuis。 There are building piles for you！ It is built on nearly fourteen thousand of them； driven seventy feet into the ground。 But what I wish you to see there is the big picture of Van Speyk blowing up his shipgreat picture。〃
〃Van WHO？〃 asked Ben。
〃Van Speyk。 Don't you remember？ He was in the height of an engagement with the Belgians； and when he found that they had the better of him and would capture his ship； he blew it up； and himself； too； rather than yield to the enemy。〃
〃Wasn't that Van Tromp？〃
〃Oh； no。 Van Tromp was another brave fellow。 They've a monument to him down at Delftshaventhe place where the Pilgrims took ship for America。〃
〃Well； what about Van Tromp？ He was a great Dutch admiral； wasn't he？〃
〃Yes； he was in more than thirty sea fights。 He beat the Spanish fleet and an English one； and then fastened a b