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It
was
arranged
that
the
Prince
Stadtholder
himself
should
give
the
prize
of
a
hundred
thousand
guilders
,
which
interested
the
people
at
large
,
and
it
was
thought
that
perhaps
he
would
make
a
speech
which
interested
more
particularly
his
friends
and
enemies
.
For
in
the
most
insignificant
words
of
men
of
political
importance
their
friends
and
their
opponents
always
endeavour
to
detect
,
and
hence
think
they
can
interpret
,
something
of
their
true
thoughts
.
As
if
your
true
politician
's
hat
were
not
a
bushel
under
which
he
always
hides
his
light
!
At
length
the
great
and
long-expected
day
--
May
15
,
1673
--
arrived
;
and
all
Haarlem
,
swelled
by
her
neighbours
,
was
gathered
in
the
beautiful
tree-lined
streets
,
determined
on
this
occasion
not
to
waste
its
applause
upon
military
heroes
,
or
those
who
had
won
notable
victories
in
the
field
of
science
,
but
to
reserve
their
applause
for
those
who
had
overcome
Nature
,
and
had
forced
the
inexhaustible
mother
to
be
delivered
of
what
had
theretofore
been
regarded
as
impossible
,
--
a
completely
black
tulip
.
Nothing
however
,
is
more
fickle
than
such
a
resolution
of
the
people
.
When
a
crowd
is
once
in
the
humour
to
cheer
,
it
is
just
the
same
as
when
it
begins
to
hiss
.
It
never
knows
when
to
stop
.
It
therefore
,
in
the
first
place
,
cheered
Van
Systens
and
his
nosegay
,
then
the
corporation
,
then
followed
a
cheer
for
the
people
;
and
,
at
last
,
and
for
once
with
great
justice
,
there
was
one
for
the
excellent
music
with
which
the
gentlemen
of
the
town
councils
generously
treated
the
assemblage
at
every
halt
.
Every
eye
was
looking
eagerly
for
the
heroine
of
the
festival
,
--
that
is
to
say
,
the
black
tulip
,
--
and
for
its
hero
in
the
person
of
the
one
who
had
grown
it
.
In
case
this
hero
should
make
his
appearance
after
the
address
we
have
seen
worthy
Van
Systens
at
work
on
so
conscientiously
,
he
would
not
fail
to
make
as
much
of
a
sensation
as
the
Stadtholder
himself
.
But
the
interest
of
the
day
's
proceedings
for
us
is
centred
neither
in
the
learned
discourse
of
our
friend
Van
Systens
,
however
eloquent
it
might
be
,
nor
in
the
young
dandies
,
resplendent
in
their
Sunday
clothes
,
and
munching
their
heavy
cakes
;
nor
in
the
poor
young
peasants
,
gnawing
smoked
eels
as
if
they
were
sticks
of
vanilla
sweetmeat
;
neither
is
our
interest
in
the
lovely
Dutch
girls
,
with
red
cheeks
and
ivory
bosoms
;
nor
in
the
fat
,
round
mynheers
,
who
had
never
left
their
homes
before
;
nor
in
the
sallow
,
thin
travellers
from
Ceylon
or
Java
;
nor
in
the
thirsty
crowds
,
who
quenched
their
thirst
with
pickled
cucumbers
;
--
no
,
so
far
as
we
are
concerned
,
the
real
interest
of
the
situation
,
the
fascinating
,
dramatic
interest
,
is
not
to
be
found
here
.
Our
interest
is
in
a
smiling
,
sparkling
face
to
be
seen
amid
the
members
of
the
Horticultural
Committee
;
in
the
person
with
a
flower
in
his
belt
,
combed
and
brushed
,
and
all
clad
in
scarlet
,
--
a
colour
which
makes
his
black
hair
and
yellow
skin
stand
out
in
violent
contrast
.
