George Henry Boughton
Published: 2013-09
Total Pages: 70
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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1897 edition. Excerpt: ... the elegant mondainc would of going about in great white sabots. Human nature is weak, however, on certain points. Did we not, looking through a shop window, see a pair of bonny fish-girls buying eau-de-Cologne? What charms did these young sirens expect to work with such very unholy water as this? At the foot of the long Bits of Character. 181 avenue the struggle between fish and fashion comes to a stop. On that deep-rutted sand, strewn with ragged ends of herrings, jolted out of brimming carts, fish is supreme. The broad, tarry-trousered men, and those bronzed-cheeked, bright-eyed, free-swinging, long-striding, saucy girls, alone seem to find firm footing and pleasant for their great white wooden shoes. Down by the whity-brown fringe of the gray sea lies a lusty fleet of broad-beamed, brown-sailed fishing craft. Some were being hauled on shore; horses were pulling, windlasses were dragging, men were shouting, women and children were running here and there, carts of fish were careering about. It was as lively and breezy a sight as one would wish to see. It was like no other place in the world but just Scheveningen. Artists all complain that the fisher-people here do not like to be painted or drawn, especially by the " Realistic " set. It was all lovely enough when the " Idealists " used to give them taper fingers and waists, and simpering smiles and little feet; but now that the dread " Realist " has come upon the scene, adding his sense of ugliness to what with them is strength, and making fine character into mere deformity, one only wonders that these long-suffering fish-wives ever spare the lives of their natural enemies. No part of Holland can be called a quiet sketching-ground, and here it is worse than elsewhere. However, we...