The arrival of the original settlers at Salem is thus described by one who was a noted leader in the first days: "Our Dutch wagon-driver intimating that we had at length reached our proper location, we took our boxes out of the wagon, and placed them on the ground. He bade us goeden dag, or farewell, cracked his long whip, and drove away, leaving us to our reflections.

Beeckman and Alrichs were interested in the largest brewery, and their beer was sent by Appoquinimy in great hogsheads to the English of Maryland in exchange for butts of tobacco. As Nanking walked into the big room where fifty men were drinking, his prodigious red hat rose almost to the ceiling, and was greeted by roars of laughter. "Goeden avond! Hoe yaart gij! How do you do, my bully?"

When the landlady made her appearance she expressed much astonishment at seeing Planchet. "My dear landlady," said D'Artagnan, "I beg to introduce to you your brother, who is arrived from Flanders and whom I am going to take into my service." "My brother?" "Wish your sister good-morning, Master Peter." "Wilkom, suster," said Planchet. "Goeden day, broder," replied the astonished landlady.

"In Artois, where I fought for years. Listen, sir. Goeden morgen, mynheer, eth teen begeeray le weeten the ge sond heets omstand." "Which means?" "Good-day, sir! I am anxious to know the state of your health." "He calls that a language! But never mind, that will do capitally." D'Artagnan opened the door and called out to a waiter to desire Madeleine to come upstairs.