This is a poor part of Holland but it was certainly in gala dress. All the people in the little town were out to greet us before the city hall. We went through the old Roosevelt House and then to the city hall, where speeches were made by several Burgomasters who claim to have connections with the Roosevelt family.
We were presented with souvenirs and had a very pleasant picnic luncheon with them. It was the first time that I ate the famous Dutch delicacy of raw fresh herring just slightly salted. The cherries are just ripe and where you see a flag flying by an orchard you may stop, pay a small sum, and pick and eat as many cherries as you wish!
After lunch we visited the old church where there is a silver font basin given by a member of the Roosevelt family, and a chandelier given by another member of the family who was a teacher in this little town. Roosevelts from the whole area came to greet us, some thirty or forty strong, but, unfortunately, they could not speak a great deal of English so our conversations were limited.
A few of the women wore the native costume of Tholen which is really very attractive, particularly the headdress.