The Dutch like to think that Coster was the man, and that his secret was sold to Gutenburg by his servant Faust.

Be that as it may--and the weight of evidence is in favour of Gutenburg--it is interesting as one stands by the statue of Coster under the shadow of Haarlem's great church to think that this was perhaps the true parent of that great upheaval, the true pavior of the way.
Whatever Coster's claim to priority may be, he certainly was a printer, and it is only fitting that Haarlem should possess so fine a library of early books and MSS.

as it does.
Another monument to Coster is to be seen in the Hout, a wood of which Haarlem is very proud.

It has a fine avenue called the Spanjaards Laan, and is a very pleasant shady place in summer, hardly inferior to the Bosch at The Hague.

"The delightful walks of the Hout," says the author of _Through Noord-Holland_, "and the caressing song of the nightingale and other birds, do not only invite the Haarlemmers to it, but the citizens of the neighbouring towns as well." On the border of the wood is a pavilion which holds the collections of Colonial curiosities.