I well remember that when I was a boy we had a rather large family living in our neighborhood to which my mother and several neighbors often referred as “Een huishouding van Jan Steen.” When I was a rather small boy I never had heard who Jan Steen was, but I certainly knew what was meant by the expression “A household of Jan Steen.” The particular family I am speaking of at present, was not a well-regulated family. The father was a drunkard, and the mother of the home was slouchy and always gadding with the neighbor ladies; she was...