Dutch Fairy Tales by William Elliot Griffis.pdf
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From that day forth the conscience of Van Boompjes returned, and he actually became an honest man. He<br />
sawed off, from time to time, portions of his big farm, and returned them home, with money paid as interest,<br />
to the owners. He found out all the mynheers, whose bits of land had drifted off. He sent a tidy sum of gold to<br />
the village in North Holland, where his farm had been moored, for a few hours. With a good conscience, he<br />
went to church and worshipped. His action, at each of the two collections, which <strong>Dutch</strong> folks always take up<br />
on Sundays, was noticed and praised as a sure and public sign of the old sinner's true repentance. When the<br />
deacons, with their white gloves on, poked under his nose their black velvet bags, hung at the end of fishing<br />
poles, ten feet long, this man, who had been for years a skinflint, dropped in a silver coin each time.<br />
On the farm, all the animals, from duck to stork, and from dog to ox, now led happier lives. In the family, all<br />
declared that the behavior of the farm and the wind of the Zuyder Zee had combined to make a new man and a<br />
delightful father of old Van Boompjes. He lived long and happily and died greatly lamented.<br />
SANTA KLAAS AND BLACK PETE<br />
Who is Santa Klaas? How did he get his name? Where does he live? Did you ever see him?<br />
These are questions, often asked of the storyteller, <strong>by</strong> little folks.<br />
Before Santa Klaas came into the Netherlands, that is, to Belgium and Holland, he was called <strong>by</strong> many names,<br />
in the different countries in which he lived, and where he visited. Some people say he was born in Myra,<br />
many hundred years ago before the <strong>Dutch</strong> had a dyke or a windmill, or waffles, or wooden shoes. Others tell<br />
us how, in time of famine, the good saint found the bodies of three little boys, pickled in a tub, at a market for<br />
sale, and to be eaten up. They had been salted down to keep till sold. The kind gentleman and saint, whose<br />
name was Nicholas, restored these three children to life. It is said that once he lost his temper, and struck with<br />
his fist a gentleman named Arius; but the story−teller does not believe this, for he thinks it is a fib, made up<br />
long afterward. How could a saint lose his temper so?<br />
Another story they tell of this same Nicholas was this. There were three lovely maidens, whose father had lost<br />
all his money. They wanted husbands very badly, but had no money to buy fine clothes to get married in. He<br />
took pity on both their future husbands and themselves. So he came to the window, and left three bags of gold,<br />
one after the other. Thus these three real girls all got real husbands, just as the novels tell us of the imaginary<br />
ones. They lived happily ever afterward, and never scolded their husbands.<br />
By and <strong>by</strong>, men who were goldsmiths, bankers or pawnbrokers, made a sign of these three bags of gold, in the<br />
shape of balls. Now they hang them over their shop doors, two above one. This means “two to one, you will<br />
never get it again”—when you put your ring, furs, or clothes, or watch, or spoons, in pawn.<br />
It is ridiculous how many stories they do tell of this good man, Nicholas, who was said to be what they call a<br />
bishop, or inspector, who goes around seeing that things are done properly in the churches. It was because the<br />
Reverend Mr. Nicholas had to travel about a good deal, that the sailors and travellers built temples and<br />
churches in his honor. To travel, one must have a ship on the sea and a horse on the land, or a reindeer up in<br />
the cold north; though now, it is said, he comes to Holland in a steamship, and uses an automobile.<br />
On Santa Klaas eve, each of the <strong>Dutch</strong> children sets out in the chimney his wooden shoe. Into it, he puts a<br />
whisp of hay, to feed the traveller's horse. When St. Nicholas first came to Holland, he arrived in a sailing<br />
ship from Spain and rode on a horse. Now he arrives in a big steamer, made of steel. Perhaps he will come in<br />
the future <strong>by</strong> aeroplane. To fill all the shoes and stockings, the good saint must have an animal to ride. Now<br />
the fast white horse, named Sleipnir, was ready for him, and on Sleipnir's back he made his journeys.<br />
How was Santa Klaas dressed?<br />
<strong>Dutch</strong> <strong>Fairy</strong> <strong>Tales</strong> for Young Folks<br />
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