In the foreground is one of the typical Dutch canals; at the end of the garden in the rear is one of the famous Dutch dykes and just beyond is the North Sea.

The house now belongs to the Dutch Government.] "Come," he said, "I'll take you up-stairs, and you can wash your hands in the room where George Washington slept.

And comb your hair, too, if you want to," he added; "only it isn't the same comb that he used." To the boyish mind it was an historic breaking of bread, that midday meal with Longfellow.
"Can you say grace in Dutch ?" he asked, as they sat down; and the boy did.
"Well," the poet declared, "I never expected to hear that at my table.
I like the sound of it." Then while the boy told all that he knew about the Netherlands, the poet told the boy all about his poems.

Edward said he liked "Hiawatha." "So do I," he said.

"But I think I like 'Evangeline' better.