Holland still seems to have no poor in the extreme sense of the word, no rags.

Doubtless the labourers that one sees are working at a low rate, but they are probably living comfortably at a lower, and are not to be pitied except by those who still cherish the illusion that riches mean happiness.

The dirt and poverty that exist in every English town and village are very uncommon.

Nor does one see maimed, infirm or very old people, except now and then--so rarely as at once to be reminded of their rarity.
One is struck, even in Rotterdam, which is a peculiarly strenuous town, by the ruddy health of the people in the streets.

In England, as one walks about, one sees too often the shadow of Death on this face and that; but in Holland it is difficult to believe in his power, the people have so prosperous, so permanent, an air.
That the Dutch die there is no doubt, for a funeral is an almost daily object, and the aanspreker is continually hurrying by; but where are the dead?
The cemeteries are minute, and the churches have no churchyards.