Chapter VIII

The Peasant at Home

To describe an 'average' Dutch peasant would be to say very little of him.

There is far too much difference in this class of people all over the

Netherlands to allow of any generalization. In Zeeland we meet two

distinct types; one very much akin to the Spanish race, having a

Spaniard's dark hair, dark eyes, and sallow complexion, and often very

good-looking. The other type is entirely different, fair-haired,

light-eyed, and of no particular beauty. In Limburg, the most southern

province of the Netherlands, one finds a mixture of the German, Flemish,

and Dutch types, and the language there is a dialect formed from all those

three tongues, while in the most northern province, Groningen, the people

speak a dialect resembling that spoken in Overyssel and Gelderland, and

the Frisians, their neighbours, would feel themselves quite strangers in

the last named provinces, and would not even be able to make themselves

understood when speaking in their usual language. In the Betuwe the

dialect spoken differs from that in the Veluwe, but no distinct line can

be drawn to determine where one dialect begins and the other ends.

In their mode of dressing, too, there is a great difference between the

people of one province and of another, and in Zeeland every island has

its own special costume. Just as they differ in dress, so they also differ

in appearance and education, wealth, and civilization.

A North Holland farmer is well-to-do and independent. For centuries he has

battled and disputed every inch of his land with the sea, and it has been

pointed out by observant people that the effects of the strife are still

marked in his harsh and rugged features and independent ways. It is well

known that his cattle are the best in all the country, for the pastures,

by reason of the damp polder ground, are very rich, and yield year out

year in an abundant crop of grass and hay, the cows he keeps for milking

purposes giving from 20 to 30 litres, or from 45 to 70 pints, of milk a

day, which is a very high yield.

[Illustration: Zeeland Costume.]

The 'Vrye Fries'--for the Frisian congratulates himself on never having

been conquered, but always having in days of war and tribal feud made his

own terms more or less with an adversary--stands higher in culture and

intellect, and is also more enterprising, than the great majority of the

Dutch peasants. He welcomes many inventions, and is willing to risk

something in trying them, and so one can see many kinds of machinery in

use on the Frisian farms. He also works with the most modern and approved

artificial manures.

[Illustration: Zeeland Costumes.]

The Groningen and Overyssel boer[Footnote: Peasant and farmer as a rule

are convertible terms. A farmer is a peasant, although a peasant is not

always the owner of a farm. In point of education the farmer himself does

not differ from the average labourer on his farm, and both alike are

classed as 'boeren.'] follows his example unless the farms are so small as

to make large machinery impracticable, when he goes along the path marked

out by his great-grandfather, and finds safety, if not novelty, in so

doing. All over the north of Holland the cows are good, and there is milk,

butter, and cheese in abundance at the markets, especially the two

last-named articles, as nearly all the milk is sent to the

'Zuivelfabrieken,' as butter and cheese factories are called.

Travelling from north to south, and so reaching the Wilhelminapolder in

Zeeland, we come across the steam-plough, but that is the only place in

the Netherlands where it is in use. The further south one goes--Zeeland

excepted--the lower becomes the standard of life, and the peasants seem to

care for little else than their fields and cattle, while the people of

Noord Brabant are the poorest and dirtiest of them all. The produce of the

soil varies according to the ground cultivated. In Utrecht and Brabant

many thousand acres are devoted to tobacco, while Overyssel and

Gelderland, as a rule, grow rye, oats, buckwheat, and flax. In Drenthe the

greater part of the province yields peat, and North and South Holland are

famous all over the world for their rich pastures. Cabbages and

cauliflowers are also extensively cultivated for exportation, and in

Friesland they have begun to cultivate them also. From Wateringen to the

Hoek van Holland one sees smiling orchards, while from Leyden to Haarlem

blossom the world-famed bulb fields, too well known to need special

description.

The farm-work is done in the spring and summer. The women invariably help

with the lighter work of weeding in the fields, while in harvest-time

they work as hard as the men, and very picturesque they look in their

broad black hats and white linen skirts. But when the harvest is gathered

in, and the pigs have been converted into hams and sausages, the man's

chief labour is over, although the manuring of the land and the threshing

of the corn have to be attended to. Still, he has his evenings wherein to

sit by the fireside and smoke, presumably gathering energies the while

for the coming spring. A woman's work, however, is never ended, for

while the man smokes she spins the flax grown on her own ground and the

wool from the sheep of the farm. In some parts of Overyssel it is still

the custom for the women to meet together at some neighbouring friend's

house to spin, and during these sociable evenings they partake of the

'spinning-meal,' which consists of currant bread and coffee, and in turn

sing and tell stories.

A weaver always visits every house once a year with his own loom to assist

at these gatherings, and when the linen is woven it is rolled up and tied

with coloured ribbons, decorated with artificial flowers, and kept in the

linen-press--the pride of every Dutch housewife--and when a daughter of

the house marries several rolls of this linen are added to her trousseau.

The wealth of a farm is, in fact, calculated by the number of rolls. These

are handed down for generations, and often contain linen more than a

hundred years old. The wool, when woven, is made up into thick petticoats,

of which every well-dressed peasant woman wears six or seven.

The education of the farmer is not very liberal. A child generally goes to

school until he is twelve years of age, and during that time he has learnt

reading, writing, and arithmetic. As a rule, however, he does not attend

regularly, as his help is so often wanted at home, especially at

harvest-time, and although the new education law--the 'Leerplichtwet' of

July 7th, 1901--has made school attendance compulsory, yet a child is

allowed to remain at home when wanted if he has attended school regularly

during the six previous months. The interest of the parent and the

inclination of the child are thus combined to the retarding of the

intellectual progress of the boer. And yet, although they are so badly

taught, the peasantry have a very good opinion about things in general,

and if you assist them in their work and show them that you can use your

hands as well as they can they have great respect for you, and will listen

to anything you like to tell them about or read to them. The women

especially have very pronounced views of their own, a trait not confined

to Netherland womenfolk. To go about among them is at present the best way

of educating them, and when you have once won their regard they will go

through fire and water for you; but they despise any one who 'does

nothing,' for, like most manual workers, they do not understand that

brain-work is as hard as manual labour.

[Illustration: An Itinerant Linen-Weaver.]

[Illustration: Farmhouse Interior, showing the Linen-Press.]

The farmhouses in most parts of the country are neat and more or less of a

pattern, although they differ in minor details. Outside their appearance

is very quaint and picturesque, and the roofs are either thatched or

tiled. In Groningen they now hardly resemble farms. They are, indeed,

little country seats, and the interior is decidedly modern. Some of the

very poorest-looking houses are to be found in Overyssel and Drenthe.

These are built of clay, and stand halfway in the ground. The roofs are

covered with sods taken from the 'Drentsche Veengronden.' Some of these

'Plaggewoningen,' as they are called, are not more than twelve feet square

and eight feet high. The ceiling of the room inside the dwelling is only

four or five feet high, and above this the stores of hay and corn are

kept. A hole in the roof serves as chimney, and in the floor--which is

nothing but hard clay--a hole is dug to serve as fireplace. On the larger

farms in Overyssel the main building is generally divided into two parts.

The back part is for the cattle, which stand in rows on either side, with

a large open space in the centre, called the 'deel,' where the carts are

kept. A large arched double door leads into it, while the thatched roof

comes down low on either side. Leading from the 'deel,' or stable, into

the living-room is a small door, with a window to enable the inhabitants

to see what is going on among their friends of the fields. Against the

wall which forms the partition between the stable and living-room is the

fireplace. You will sometimes find an open fire on the floor, though in

the more modern houses stoves are used. The chimney-piece is in the shape

of a large overhanging hood with a flounce of light print 'Schoorsteenval'

round it, and a row of plates on a shelf above serves for ornament. The

much-prized linen-press, which has already been mentioned, is usually

placed at right-angles to the outer door, so as to form a kind of passage.

In some farmhouses there is no partition at all between the stable and

living-room, but the cattle are kept at the back, and the people live at

the other end, near the window. This is called a 'loshuis,' or open house,

and very picturesque it is to look at. The smell of the cows is considered

to be extremely healthy, and consumptive patients have been completely

cured (so it is popularly believed) by sleeping in the cowsheds. Besides

being healthy, this primitive system is also cheap, for the cows give out

so much warmth that it is almost unnecessary to have fires except for

cooking purposes. Some of these open houses have no chimneys, the smoke

finding its way out between the tiles of the roof or through the door.

There is a hayloft above the part occupied by the cattle, while over the

heads of the family hams, bacon, and sausages of every description hang

from the rafters. Smoke is very useful in curing these stores, and this

may account for the absence of a chimney.

In Brabant, however, where there are chimneys, the farmer hangs his stores

in them, so that when looking up through the wide opening to the sky

beyond numerous tiers of dangling sausages meet one's admiring gaze. The

living-room is a living-room in every sense of the word, for the family

work, eat, and sleep there. Sometimes a larger farm has a wing attached to

it containing bedrooms, but this is not general, and even so most of the

family sleep in the living-room. The beds are placed round the room. They

are, in fact, cupboards, and by day are fixed in the wall. Green curtains

are hung before the beds, and are always drawn at night, completely

concealing the beds from view. Some have doors like ordinary cupboards,

but this is more general in North Holland. In Hindeloopen (Friesland) one

or two beds in the living-room are kept as 'pronk-bedden' (show beds).

They are decked out with the finest linen the farmers' wives possess, the

sheets gorgeous with long laces, and the pillow-slips beautifully

embroidered. These beds are never slept in, and the curtains are kept open

all day long, so that any one who enters the room can at once admire their

beauty. Some of the more wealthy have a 'best bedroom,' which they keep

carefully locked. They dust it every day, and clean it out once a week,

but never use it. In South Holland it is more customary to have a

'pronk-kamer' ('show-room'), which is not a bedroom, but a kind of

parlour. This room is never entered by the inhabitants of the house except

at a birth or a death, and in the latter case they put the corpse there.

In Hindeloopen the dead are put in the church to await burial, and there

they rest on biers specially made for the occasion. A different bier is

used to represent the trade or profession or sex of the dead person. These

biers are always most elaborately painted (as, indeed, are all things in

Hindeloopen), with scenes out of the life of a doctor, a clergyman, a

tradesman, or a peasant.

[Illustration: Type of an Overyssel Farmhouse.]

The costume worn by the peasantry is always quaint, and this is

especially so in Hindeloopen. The waistband of a peasant woman takes

alone an hour and a half to arrange. It consists of a very long, thin,

black band, which is wound round and round the waist till it forms one

broad sash. The dress itself includes a black skirt and a check bodice, a

white apron, and a dark necktie; from the waistband hangs at the

right-hand side a long silver chain, to which are attached a silver

pincushion, a pair of scissors, and a needle-case; then on the left-hand

side hangs a reticule with silver clasps; and a long mantle, falling

loose from the shoulders to the hem of the skirt, is worn over all

out-of-doors. This latter is of some light-coloured material, with a

pattern of red flowers and green leaves. On the head three caps are worn,

one over the other, and for outdoor wear a large, tall bonnet is donned

by way of completing the costume.

[Illustration: A Farmhouse Interior, Showing the Door into the Stable.]

All the Frisian costumes are beautiful. Many ladies of that province still

wear the national dress, and a very becoming one it is.

In Overyssel the women all over the province dress alike and in the same

way their ancestors did. In the house the dress is an ordinary full

petticoat of some cotton stuff, generally blue, and a tight-fitting and

perfectly plain bodice with short sleeves, a red handkerchief folded

across the chest, and a close-fitting white cap, with a little flounce

round the neck. When they go to market with their milk and eggs they are

very smart.[Footnote: Butter used to be one of the wares they took to

market, but now so many butter-factories have arisen, and also so much is

imported from Australia, that it is hardly worth their while to make it.]

They then wear a fine black merino skirt, made very full, and the

inevitable petticoats, which make the skirt stand out like a crinoline. On

Sundays they wear the same costume as on market-days, and in winter they

are to be seen with large Indian shawls worn in a point down the back in

the old-fashioned way. When they go to communion, as they do four times a

year, the shawls are of black silk with long black fringes. The hair is

completely hidden by a close-fitting black cap, and some women cut off

their hair so as to give the head a perfectly round shape. Over the black

cap is worn a white one of real lace, called a 'knipmuts,' the pattern of

which shows to advantage over the black ground. A deep flounce of gauffred

real lace goes round the neck, while round the face there is a ruche or

frill, also very finely gauffred. A broad white brocaded ribbon is laid

twice round the cap, and fastened under the chin. Long gold earrings are

fastened to the cap on either side of the face, and the ears themselves

are hidden. The style of gauffering is still the same as is seen in the

muslin caps of so many Dutch pictures of the sixteenth and seventeenth

centuries, especially in those of Frans Hals. When in mourning, the women

wear a plain linen cap without any lace, and the men a black bow in their

caps. It is quite a work of art to make up a peasant woman's head-dress,

and several cap-makers are kept busy at it all day long.

The clothes the men wear are not so elaborate. They used to be short

knickerbockers with silver clasps, but these have entirely gone out of

fashion, and they have been replaced by ordinary clothes of cloth or

corduroy. Both sexes wear wooden shoes, which the men often make

themselves. In the far-famed little island of Marken, the men are very

clever at this work, and they carve them beautifully. In some lonely

hamlets the unmarried women wear black caps with a thick ruche of ostrich

feathers or black fur round the face. The jewellery consists of garnet

necklaces closed round the neck and fastened by golden clasps. The garnets

are always very large, and this fashion is general ail over the

Netherlands. In Stompwyk, a little village between The Hague and Leyden, a

peasant family possesses garnets as large as a swallow's egg.

If the dress of the boers is solid, quaint, and national, the daily food

of the class is in keeping with their conservative temper and traditional

gastronomic ability. It is of the plainest character, but often consists

of the strangest mixtures. When a pig is killed, and the different parts

for hams, sides of bacon, etc., have been stored, and the sausages

made--especially after they have boiled the black-puddings, or

'Bloedworst,' which is made of the blood of the pigs--a thick fatty

substance remains in the pot. This they thicken with buckwheat meal till

it forms a porridge, and then they eat it with treacle. The name of this

dish is 'Balkenbry.' A portion of this, together with some of the

'slacht,' i.e. the flesh of the pig, is sent as a present to the

clergyman of the village, and it is to be hoped he enjoys it.

Another favourite dish, especially in Overyssel and Gelderland, is

'Kruidmoes.' This is a mixture of buttermilk boiled with buckwheat meal,

vegetables, celery, and sweet herbs, such as thyme, parsley, and chervil,

and, to crown all, a huge piece of smoked bacon, and it is served steaming

hot. The poor there eat a great deal of rice and flour boiled with

buttermilk, which, besides being very nutritious, is 'matchless for the

complexion,' like many of the advertised soaps. The very poor have what is

called a 'Vetpot.' This they keep in the cellar, and in it they put every

particle of fat that remains over from their meals. Small scraps of bacon

are melted down and added to it, for this fat must last them the whole

winter through as an addition to their potatoes. Indeed, the 'Vetpot'

plays as great a part in a poor man's house as the 'stock-pot' does in an

English kitchen.

[Illustration: Farmhouse Interior, the Open Fire on the Floor.]

The meals are cooked in a large iron pot, which hangs from a hook over the

open hearth. The fuel consists of huge logs of wood and heather sods,

which are also used for covering the roofs of the 'Plaggewoning.' Black or

rye bread takes the place of white, and is generally home-made. In Brabant

the women bake what is called 'Boeren mik.' This is a delicious long brown

loaf, and there are always a few raisins mixed with the dough to keep it

from getting stale. Those who have no ovens of their own put the dough in

a large long baking-tin and send it to the baker. One of the children, on

his way back from school, fetches it and carries it home _under his arm_.

You may often see farmers' children walking about in their wooden shoes

with two or more loaves under their arms. Both wooden shoes and loaves are

used in a dispute between comrades, and the loaf-carrier generally gains

the day. The crusts are very hard and difficult to cut, but, inside, the

bread is soft and palatable.

In Brabant the peasants--small of stature, black-haired, brown-eyed, more

of the Flemish than the Dutch type--are as a rule Roman Catholics, and on

Shrove Tuesday evening 'Vastenavond,' 'Fast evening' (the night before

Lent), they bake and eat 'Worstebrood.' On the outside this bread looks

like an ordinary white loaf, but on cutting it open you find it to contain

a spicy sausage-meat mixture. All the people in this part of the country

observe the Carnival, with its accustomed licence.

Times for farming are bad in the Netherlands as elsewhere. The rents are

high and wages low, and the consequence is that many peasants sell their

farms, which have for a long time been in their families, and rent them

again from the purchasers. The relations between landlord and tenants are

in some respects still feudalistic, and hence very old-fashioned. On some

estates the landlord has still the right of exacting personal service from

his tenants, and can call upon them to come and plough his field with

their horses, or help with the harvesting, for which service they are paid

one 'gulden,' or 1s. 8d. a day, which, of course, is not the full value of

their labour. The tenants likewise ask their landlord's consent to their

marriages, and it is refused if the man or woman is not considered

suitable or respectable.

A farmer who keeps two or three cows pays a rent of £8 a year for his

farm, which only yields enough to keep him and his family, not in a high

standard of living either. The rent is generally calculated at the rate of

three per cent. of the value. He pays his farm-labourers 80 cents, or 1s.

4d., for a day's work. In former days, however, money was never given, and

the wages of a farm-servant then were a suit of clothes, a pair of boots,

and some linen, while the women received an apron, some linen, and a few

petticoats once a year. Now they get in addition to this £12 a year. In

Gramsbergen (Overyssel) a whole family, consisting of a mother, her

daughter, and her two grown-up sons, earned no more than four or five

guilders (8s. or 10s.) between them, but then they lived rent free. It is

not wonderful, therefore, that farm-labourers are scarce, and that many a

young man, unable to earn enough to keep body and soul together decently,

seeks work in the factories here or in Belgium,[Footnote: According to a

recent return, 56,506 Netherlands workmen are employed in Belgium.] while

those who do not wish to give up agricultural pursuits migrate to Germany,

where the demand for 'hands' is greater and the wages consequently higher.

In former days strangers came to this country to earn money. Now the

tables are turned, and the fact that Holland is situated between two

countries whose thriving industries demand a greater number of workers

every year will yet bring serious trouble and loss to Dutch agriculture.

[Footnote: Just now great results are expected from the 'allotment

system,' of which a trial has been made in Friesland on the extensive

possessions of Mr. Jansen, of Amsterdam.]

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