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Titel: First English reading book: Engelsch leesboek voor instituten, gymnasiën en hoogere burgerscholen: met Nederlandsche woordenlijst
Auteur: Herrig, Ludwig
Uitgave: Arnhem: J. Voltelen, 1869 *
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Citeerinstructie: Bijzondere Collecties van de Universiteit van Amsterdam, UBM: IWO 513 H 21
URL: https://schoolmuseum.uba.uva.nl/bookid/LCSM_204683
Onderwerp: Taal- en letterkunde naar afzonderlijke talen: Engelse taalkunde
Trefwoord: Leesvaardigheid, Engels, Leermiddelen (vorm)
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has a salt-box and a wooden spoon; and
what with the clattering of the spoon and
the box lid, you hardly know how to bear
the noise. But the oddest figure of all is
what is called Jack in the Green; this in
a boy or a man in the very middle of large
boughs of laurel, who whirls round and
i-ound like a top. Well! all these keep
hopping, and jumping, and turning round
together, making as much noise as they can,
and then handing a ladle with a long handle
to the windows and doors of the houses
for money. A round sum they get in the
course of the day, I assure you, and glad
enough are they at night, to get to bed
after their hard day's dancing.
There is a gay day in London, called
liord mayor's Day: I will tellyou whyitis
so called. On that day the lord mayor
takes upon himself the honours and duties
of his high situation. Off he sets in a grand
barge, attended by the liveries of several
of the city companies, to go to the barons
at Westminster. Well! after being present-
ed there, he takes the oaths of office. 0,
if you were to see the river Thames on
that day, you would never forget it! There
sail along the splendid barges, while the
Hags are floating in the air; the music
playing, and the people in boats, or crowd-
ing together on the bridges, waving their
hats and handkerchiefs, or shouting, just
as they please. At Blackfriars' Bridge the
whole party leaves the water and gets again
into the grand carriages, in order to dine
at Guildhall. The sheriff's carriage is very
grand, but the state carriage of the lord
mayor is much grander. It appears as if
it was made on purpose to be looked at.
The pannels are ornamented with costly
paintings, and every other part of the car-
riage is decorated or gilt in the most magni-
ficent manner. Fancy that you see this
splendid carriage, and a great number of
others with the richest liveries; the city
companies in procession; men in amour on
horseback, with bands of music, and flags
flying; fancy these things, and that you see
ail London collected together, crushing,
cramming, shouting, laughing, and squeal-
ing, and then you will be able to form
some notion of the pageant of Lord Mayor's
Day. The earliest Lord Mayor's pageant
on record is that which took place on the
occasion of the passage of King Henry IIL
and Eleanor of Provence through the city
of Westminster in 1236. (?. Parley.)
155. TIIE FIFTH OF NOVEMBER.
Of all the nights in the year, the night
of the fifth of November is, perhaps, one
that is most rejoiced in by young people
in England; but I must speak of the day
before the night. In almost every town,
early in the morning, boys are heard laugh-
ing and huzzaing. Here a group is seen
going one way, and there a party trudging
another. Every party of boys has a figure
called Guy Fawkes, dressed up in an odd
fashion with a mask for a face. This figure
is usually seated on a chair, and carried
from house to house, the boys rapping at
the doors and bidding the 'Good people
remember, The fifth of November, For the
gunpowder plot, Should never be forgot.'
Thus they collect money, which enables
them to buy fireworks to be let off at night
at their bonfires. I will tell you who Guy
Fawkes was, and all about the gunpowder
plot, by and by.
People as they sit at breakfast, sipping
their tea and coffee, and eating their hot
rolls, and not remembering the day, are
often surprised to see the figure of Guy
Fawkes looking in at their windows, where
it has been put by the boys hfting up the
chair with the figure on it. Every time
the party received a penny, the boys set
up a huzza and hurry off, carrying Guy
Fawkes with them, to the next house.
All this is famous fun for the young
rogues, but when night comes they have
better fun still: I will tell you why.
Throughout the day, boys are employed
going about in all directions to pick up
sticks and wood, and to beg coals to make
their bonfires. On these occasions, they
are often very mischievous, and think but
little of breaking ofl branches of trees, pull-
ing sticks out of the hedges, and running
off, when they can, with an old rail or
broken palisade.
All the fuel that they can get is heaped
up to be ready, and in the evening, look
whichever way you will, smoke ascends, and
fiames burst forth from their bonfires.
When it gets dark, they begin to let ofl"
their fireworks: and what with the smoke,
the llame, and the sparks from the blazing
wood, the report of guns and pistols, the
squibs and the crackers hissing and boun-
cing around you, and the huzzaing of the
throng, it forms one of the liveliest scenes
in the world. The figure of Guy Fawkes
is sometimes put upon the flames and burnt.
As the fire burns lower, some stand round
it to warm themselves; some roast chest-
nuts or potatoes in the hot ashes; while