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ssure。 Sometimes the dikes give way or spring a leak； and the most disastrous results ensue。 They are high and wide； and the tops of some of them are covered with buildings and trees。 They have even fine public roads on them； from which horses may look down upon wayside cottages。 Often the keels of floating ships are higher than the roofs of the dwellings。 The stork clattering to her young on the house peak may feel that her nest is lifted far out of danger； but the croaking frog in neighboring bulrushes is nearer the stars than she。 Water bugs dart backward and forward above the heads of the chimney swallows； and willow trees seem drooping with shame； because they cannot reach as high as the reeds nearby。
Ditches； canals； ponds； rivers； and lakes are everywhere to be seen。 High； but not dry； they shine in the sunlight； catching nearly all the bustle and the business； quite scorning the tame fields stretching damply beside them。 One is tempted to ask； 〃Which is Hollandthe shores or the water？〃 The very verdure that should be confined to the land has made a mistake and settled upon the fish ponds。 In fact； the entire country is a kind of saturated sponge or； as the English poet； Butler； called it；
A land that rides at anchor； and is moor'd； In which they do not live； but go aboard。
Persons are born； live； and die； and even have their gardens on canal…boats。 Farmhouses； with roofs like great slouched hats pulled over their eyes； stand on wooden legs with a tucked…up sort of air； as if to say； 〃We intend to keep dry if we can。〃 Even the horses wear a wide stool on each hoof as if to lift them out of the mire。 In short； the landscape everywhere suggests a paradise for ducks。 It is a glorious country in summer for barefoot girls and boys。 Such wading！ Such mimic ship sailing！ Such rowing； fishing； and swimming！ Only think of a chain of puddles where one can launch chip boats all day long and never make a return trip！ But enough。 A full recital would set all young America rushing in a body toward the Zuider Zee。
Dutch cities seem at first sight to be a bewildering jungle of houses； bridges； churches； and ships； sprouting into masts； steeples； and trees。 In some cities vessels are hitched like horses to their owners' doorposts and receive their freight from the upper windows。 Mothers scream to Lodewyk and Kassy not to swing on the garden gate for fear they may be drowned！ Water roads are more frequent there than common roads and railways； water fences in the form of lazy green ditches enclose pleasure…ground； farm； and garden。
Sometimes fine green hedges are seen； but wooden fences such as we have in America are rarely met with in Holland。 As for stone fences； a Dutchman would lift his hands with astonishment at the very idea。 There is no stone there； except for those great masses of rock that have been brought from other lands to strengthen and protect the coast。 All the small stones or pebbles； if there ever were any； seem to be imprisoned in pavements or quite melted away。 Boys with strong； quick arms may grow from pinafores to full beards without ever finding one to start the water rings or set the rabbits flying。 The water roads are nothing less than canals intersecting the country in every direction。 These are of all sizes； from the great North Holland Ship Canal； which is the wonder of the world； to those which a boy can leap。 Water omnibuses； called trekschuiten； *｛Canal boats。 Some of the first named are over thirty feet long。 They look like green houses lodged on barges and are drawn by horses walking along the bank of the canal。 The trekschuiten are divided into two compartments； first and second class； and when not too crowded； the passengers make themselves quite at home in them； the men smoke； the women knit or sew； while children play upon the small outer deck。 Many of the canal boats have white； yellow； or chocolate…colored sails。 This last color is caused by a tanning preparation which is put on to preserve them。｝ constantly ply up and down these roads for the conveyance of passengers； and water drays； called pakschuyten； are used for carrying fuel and merchandise。 Instead of green country lanes； green canals stretch from field to barn and from barn to garden； and the farms； or polders； as they are termed； are merely great lakes pumped dry。 Some of the busiest streets are water； while many of the country roads are paved with brick。 The city boats with their rounded sterns； gilded prows； and gaily painted sides； are unlike any others under the sun； and a Dutch wagon； with its funny little crooked pole； is a perfect mystery of mysteries。
〃One thing is clear；〃 cries Master Brightside； 〃the inhabitants need never be thirsty。〃 But no； Odd…land is true to itself still。 Notwithstanding the sea pushing to get in； and the lakes struggling to get out； and the overflowing canals； rivers； and ditches； in many districts there is no water fit to swallow； our poor Hollanders must go dry or drink wine and beer or send far into the inland to Utrecht and other favored localities for that precious fluid older than Adam yet younger than the morning dew。 Sometimes； indeed； the inhabitants can swallow a shower when they are provided with any means of catching it； but generally they are like the albatross…haunted sailors in Coleridge's famous poem 〃The Ancient Mariner。〃 They see
Water； Water； everywhere； Nor any drop to drink！
Great flapping windmills all over the country make it look as if flocks of huge sea birds were just settling upon it。 Everywhere one sees the funniest trees； bobbed into fantastical shapes； with their trunks painted a dazzling white； yellow； or red。 Horses are often yoked three abreast。 Men； women； and children go clattering about in wooden shoes with loose heels； peasant girls who cannot get beaux for love； hire them for money to escort them to the kermis； *｛Fair。｝ and husbands and wives lovingly harness themselves side by side on the bank of the canal and drag their pakschuyts to market。
Another peculiar feature of Holland is the dune； or sand hill。 These are numerous along certain portions of the coast。 Before they were sown with coarse reed grass and other plants； to hold them down； they used to send great storms of sand over the inland。 So； to add to the oddities； the farmers sometimes dig down under the surface to find their soil； and on windy days DRY SHOWERS （of sand） often fall upon fields that have grown wet under a week of sunshine。
In short； almost the only familiar thing we Yankees can meet with in Holland is a harvest song which is quite popular there； though no linguist could translate it。 Even then we must shut our eyes and listen only to the tune； which I leave you to guess。
Yanker didee dudel down Didee dudel lawnter； Yankee viver； voover； vown； Botermelk and Tawnter！
On the other hand； many of the oddities of Holland serve only to prove the thrift and perseverance of the people。 There is not a richer or more carefully tilled garden spot in the whole world than this leaky； springy little country。 There is not a braver； more heroic race than its quite； passive…looking i