This scene has been humorously treated in a picture by Marstrand.

Between fields and meadows, the road leads pleasantly toward the park; the friends pursued the foot-path.
"Shall I brush the gentlemen ?" cried five or six boys, at the same time pressing upon the friends as they approached the entrance to the park.
Without waiting for an answer, the boys commenced at once brushing the dust from their clothes and boots.
"These are Kirsten Piil's pages," said Wilhelm, laughing; "they take care that people show themselves tolerably smart.

But now we are brushed enough!" A six-skilling-piece rejoiced these little Savoyards.
The Champs Elysees of the Parisians on a great festival day, when the theatres are opened, the swings are flying, trumpets and drums overpowering the softer music, and when the whole mass of people, like one body, moves itself between the booths and tents, present a companion piece to the spectacle which the so-called Park-hill affords.

It is Naples' "Largo dei Castello," with its dancing apes, shrieking Bajazzoes, the whole deafening jubilee which has been transported to a northern wood.

Here also, in the wooden booths, large, tawdry pictures show what delicious plays you may enjoy within.