. St. Nicholas [serial]. next day. Katharine felt very sure she would never likeHolland, as she gazed rather scornfully at thecurious objects they passed: the queer gay-colored boats, the windmills which met theeye at every turn, with their great arms wavingin the air, the busy-looking people, men andwomen, some of the latter knitting as theywalked, carrying heavy baskets on their backs,and all looking so contented and placid. Try and think of the nice day you aregoing to have with Marie and the children, little things, father? Just look at their greatclumps of shoes — Yes — klompen; that is w
. St. Nicholas [serial]. next day. Katharine felt very sure she would never likeHolland, as she gazed rather scornfully at thecurious objects they passed: the queer gay-colored boats, the windmills which met theeye at every turn, with their great arms wavingin the air, the busy-looking people, men andwomen, some of the latter knitting as theywalked, carrying heavy baskets on their backs,and all looking so contented and placid. Try and think of the nice day you aregoing to have with Marie and the children, little things, father? Just look at their greatclumps of shoes — Yes — klompen; that is what they are called,Katharine. And their baggy clothes and short waists!One of them knitting, too! Well, I wouldnever make such a fright of myself, even if I didlive in Holland, which I m glad I dont. By this time they had made the Katharine and Marie fell into eachothers arms and cried, gazed at in half-fright-ened curiosity by seven small, shy Hollanders,and in pitying patience by a very large THE windmills which met the eye at every turn, with theik great arms waving in the air. said the colonel; then this evening I willcome for you, and we will go together to Paris,and when you see Aunt Katharine you will beperfectly happy. See, we are nearly at thelanding, and look at that row of little girlsand boys. I do believe they are looking foryou. Yes; they must be Maries sisters children ;I know them from the description Marie hasread me from her letters. Are nt they horrid Au revoir. I will call for Katharine thisafternoon, called Colonel Easton, when thetime came for him to go on board again. Katharine waved her handkerchief to her fa-ther as long as his boat was in sight. See, Miss Katharine,said Marie,—in Dutchnow, for Katharine understood that languagevery well, Marie having spoken it to her fromher infancy, — here is Gretel, and this is herlittle sister Katrine and her brother Jan. The 632 A DUTCH TREAT. others are their cousins. Come here, Lot
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