Isles of spice and palm . omes into view, squatting behind its dykes atthe waterside, bathed in a flood of tropic sun-shine and seemingly quite out of the world. Were it not for the palm trees in the back-ground and the absence of windmills, Para-maribo might well be a village on the ZuyderZee. White, green-shuttered houses, withsteep, gabled roofs and dormer windows linethe streets and waterfront; typically Dutchchurch spires rise above the lower buildings;steamers and sailing vessels flying the Dutchflag line the docks, and from a tiny, ancientfort a gun booms out to welcome the strangersto
Isles of spice and palm . omes into view, squatting behind its dykes atthe waterside, bathed in a flood of tropic sun-shine and seemingly quite out of the world. Were it not for the palm trees in the back-ground and the absence of windmills, Para-maribo might well be a village on the ZuyderZee. White, green-shuttered houses, withsteep, gabled roofs and dormer windows linethe streets and waterfront; typically Dutchchurch spires rise above the lower buildings;steamers and sailing vessels flying the Dutchflag line the docks, and from a tiny, ancientfort a gun booms out to welcome the strangersto this quaint, out-of-the-way port. It seems strange enough to fmd a bit ofPlolland dropped down amid tropical sur-roundings, but it is still stranger to step ashoreamong the people. One looks in vain for staid,stout Dutchmen, plump fraus and tow-headed children; in their place are muscularnegroes, buxom negresses and brown picka-ninnies, but all Dutch despite the color of theirskins. The gabble and chatter is in Dutch, 218. The Women Look Like Dutch Women Turned
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