St.Peter's ought to be filled with memorials of the town's illustrious sons, but it has few.

As I have said elsewhere, I asked in vain for the grave of Jan Steen, who was buried here.
It was at Leyden that I saw my first Kermis, or fair, seven years ago, and ate my first poffertjes and wafelen.

Writing as a foreigner, in no way concerned with the matter, I may express regret that the Kermis is not what it was in Holland.

Possibly were one living in Holland, one would at once join the anti-Kermis party; but I hope not.

In Amsterdam the anti-Kermis party has succeeded, and though one may still in that city at certain seasons eat wafelen and poffertjes, the old glories have departed, just as they have departed from so many English towns which once broke loose for a few nights every year.