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first parents were exiled . This question has been put to rest by certain of the faithful in Holland , who have decided in favour of the village of Broek , about six miles from Amsterdam . It may not , they observe , in aU respects correspond with the description of the garden of Eden , handed down from days of yore , but it comes nearer to their ideas of a perfect paradise than any other place on earth . " What , however , renders Broek so perfect an elysium in the eyes of all true Hollanders is the matchless height to which the spirit of cleanliness is carried
there . It amounts almost to religion among the inhabitants , who pass the greater part of their time in rubbing and scrubbing , and painting and varnishing : each housewife vies with her neighbour in her devotion to the scrubbing-brush , as zealous Catholics do in their devotion the cross ; and it is said a notable housewife of the place in days of yore is held in pious remembrance , and almost canonized as a saint , for having died of pure exhaustion and chagrin , in an ineffectual attempt to scour a black man white . The houses were built
of wood , and all appeared to have been freshly painted , of green , yellow , and other bright colours . They were separated from each other by gardens and orchards , and stood at some little distance from the street , with wide areas or court-yards , paved in Mosaic , with variegated stones , polished by frequent rubbing . The areas were divided from the street by curiously-wrought railings or balustrades of iron , surmounted with brass and copper balls , scoured into dazzling effulgence . The very trunks of the trees in front of the houses were by the same process made to look as if they had been varnished .
" The porches , doors , and window-frames of the houses were of exotic woods , curiously carved , and polished like costly furniture . The front doors are never opened , excepting on christenings , marriages , or funerals ; on all ordinary occasions , visitors enter by the back door . In former times , persons when admitted had to put on slippers , but this oriental ceremony is no longer insisted on . " Hungarian Sketches in Peace and War . By Hekritz Tokai . Edinburgh : Constable . —These are very beautiful , and some of the
narratives rise to the highest pitch of graphic interest . Tokai is one of the most popular Hungarian prose writers of fiction who sprung up a few years before the late war , and the present volume has been mostly composed since the late great national movement : it embodies descriptions of several most fearful scenes in the civil war which devastated Hungary from 1848 to 1850 . A very instructive preface is given with the work by Emeric Szabad , and
throughout the whole volume a thorough insight into Hungarian life and manners is afforded . We extract the following from the narrative entitled the " Bardy Family , " giving an account of the vengeance executed upon the assassins of two lovers : the former , coming to claim the reward of their murderous prowess , to which several persons had fallen victims , are themselves condemned and executed by their chief . He asks them" 'Do you consider yourselves all equally deserving of sharing the booty ?'
" < All of us . ' ' 'It was you / he continued , turning to Lupuj ; ' who struck down the old man " < ? It ' was . ' " ' And you pierced the magnate with a spike V " ' You are right , leader . ' "' And you really killed all the women in the castle V turning to a third . " ' With my own hand . ' " ' And one and all of you can hoast of having massacred , and plundered , and set on fire V " 'All ! all ! ' thoy cried , striking their brcasta . VOTi . I . 2 T
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first parents were exiled . This question has been put to rest by certain of the faithful in Holland , who have decided in favour of the village of Broek , about six miles from Amsterdam . It may not , they observe , in aU respects correspond with the description of the garden of Eden , handed down from days of yore , but it comes nearer to their ideas of a perfect paradise than any other place on earth . " What , however , renders Broek so perfect an elysium in the eyes of all true Hollanders is the matchless height to which the spirit of cleanliness is carried
there . It amounts almost to religion among the inhabitants , who pass the greater part of their time in rubbing and scrubbing , and painting and varnishing : each housewife vies with her neighbour in her devotion to the scrubbing-brush , as zealous Catholics do in their devotion the cross ; and it is said a notable housewife of the place in days of yore is held in pious remembrance , and almost canonized as a saint , for having died of pure exhaustion and chagrin , in an ineffectual attempt to scour a black man white . The houses were built
of wood , and all appeared to have been freshly painted , of green , yellow , and other bright colours . They were separated from each other by gardens and orchards , and stood at some little distance from the street , with wide areas or court-yards , paved in Mosaic , with variegated stones , polished by frequent rubbing . The areas were divided from the street by curiously-wrought railings or balustrades of iron , surmounted with brass and copper balls , scoured into dazzling effulgence . The very trunks of the trees in front of the houses were by the same process made to look as if they had been varnished .
" The porches , doors , and window-frames of the houses were of exotic woods , curiously carved , and polished like costly furniture . The front doors are never opened , excepting on christenings , marriages , or funerals ; on all ordinary occasions , visitors enter by the back door . In former times , persons when admitted had to put on slippers , but this oriental ceremony is no longer insisted on . " Hungarian Sketches in Peace and War . By Hekritz Tokai . Edinburgh : Constable . —These are very beautiful , and some of the
narratives rise to the highest pitch of graphic interest . Tokai is one of the most popular Hungarian prose writers of fiction who sprung up a few years before the late war , and the present volume has been mostly composed since the late great national movement : it embodies descriptions of several most fearful scenes in the civil war which devastated Hungary from 1848 to 1850 . A very instructive preface is given with the work by Emeric Szabad , and
throughout the whole volume a thorough insight into Hungarian life and manners is afforded . We extract the following from the narrative entitled the " Bardy Family , " giving an account of the vengeance executed upon the assassins of two lovers : the former , coming to claim the reward of their murderous prowess , to which several persons had fallen victims , are themselves condemned and executed by their chief . He asks them" 'Do you consider yourselves all equally deserving of sharing the booty ?'
" < All of us . ' ' 'It was you / he continued , turning to Lupuj ; ' who struck down the old man " < ? It ' was . ' " ' And you pierced the magnate with a spike V " ' You are right , leader . ' "' And you really killed all the women in the castle V turning to a third . " ' With my own hand . ' " ' And one and all of you can hoast of having massacred , and plundered , and set on fire V " 'All ! all ! ' thoy cried , striking their brcasta . VOTi . I . 2 T