Essays from The Sketch Book, Del 1–2Houghton Mifflin, 1891 - 246 sider |
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Side 13
... any statesman's money to have heard the profound dis- cussions that sometimes took place , when by chance an old newspaper fell into their hands from some passing traveller . How solemnly they would listen to the con- RIP VAN WINKLE . 13.
... any statesman's money to have heard the profound dis- cussions that sometimes took place , when by chance an old newspaper fell into their hands from some passing traveller . How solemnly they would listen to the con- RIP VAN WINKLE . 13.
Side 14
... heard to speak , but smoked his pipe incessantly . His adherents , however ( for every great man has his adherents ) , perfectly understood him , and knew how to gather his opinions . When anything that was read or related displeased ...
... heard to speak , but smoked his pipe incessantly . His adherents , however ( for every great man has his adherents ) , perfectly understood him , and knew how to gather his opinions . When anything that was read or related displeased ...
Side 16
... heard a voice from a distance , hallooing , " Rip Van Winkle ! Rip Van Winkle ! " He looked round , but could see nothing but a crow winging its solitary flight across the moun tain . He thought his fancy must have deceived him , and ...
... heard a voice from a distance , hallooing , " Rip Van Winkle ! Rip Van Winkle ! " He looked round , but could see nothing but a crow winging its solitary flight across the moun tain . He thought his fancy must have deceived him , and ...
Side 17
... heard long rolling peals like distant thunder , that seemed to issue out of a deep ravine , or rather cleft , between lofty rocks , toward which their rugged path conducted . He paused for a moment , but sup- posing it to be the ...
... heard long rolling peals like distant thunder , that seemed to issue out of a deep ravine , or rather cleft , between lofty rocks , toward which their rugged path conducted . He paused for a moment , but sup- posing it to be the ...
Side 26
... heard of since , - his dog came home without him ; but whether he shot himself , or was carried away by the Indians , nobody can tell . I was then but a little girl . " Rip had but one question more to ask ; and he put it with a ...
... heard of since , - his dog came home without him ; but whether he shot himself , or was carried away by the Indians , nobody can tell . I was then but a little girl . " Rip had but one question more to ask ; and he put it with a ...
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Side 30 - ... reality of it, and insisted that Rip had been out of his head, and that this was one point on which he always remained flighty. The old Dutch inhabitants, however, almost universally gave it full credit. Even to this day they never hear a thunderstorm of a summer afternoon about the Kaatskill, but...
Side 13 - Winkls as years of matrimony rolled on ; a tart temper never mellows with age, and a sharp tongue is the only edged tool that grows keener with constant use. For a long while he used to console himself, when driven from home, by frequenting a kind of perpetual club of the sages, philosophers, and other idle personages of the village...
Side 16 - Rip Van Winkle! Rip Van Winkle!" He looked round, but could see nothing but a crow winging its solitary flight across the mountain. He thought his fancy must have deceived him, and turned again 'to descend, when he heard the same cry ring through the still evening air: "Rip Van Winkle! Rip Van Winkle!" — at the same time Wolf bristled up his back, and giving a low growl, skulked to his master's side, looking fearfully down into the glen. Rip now felt a vague apprehension stealing over him; he looked...
Side 24 - Alas! gentlemen," cried Rip, somewhat dismayed, "I am a poor quiet man, a native of the place, and a loyal subject of the king, God bless him!" Here a general shout burst from the by-standers— "A tory! a tory! a spy! a refugee! hustle him! away with him!
Side 13 - The moment Wolf entered the house, his crest fell ; his tail drooped to the ground or curled between his legs ; he sneaked about with a gallows air, casting many a sidelong glance at Dame Van Winkle ; and, at the least flourish of a broomstick or ladle, he would fly to the door with yelping precipitation.
Side 37 - ... so that though a thief might get in with perfect ease, he would find some embarrassment in getting out : an idea most probably borrowed by the architect, Yost Van Houten, from the mystery of an eel-pot.
Side 23 - ... contents of an ancient newspaper. In place of these, a lean, bilious-looking fellow, with his pockets full of handbills, was haranguing vehemently about rights of citizens...
Side 9 - WHOEVER has made a voyage up the Hudson must remember the Kaatskill mountains. They are a dismembered branch of the great Appalachian family, and are seen away to the west of the river, swelling up to a noble height, and lording it over the surrounding country.
Side 15 - ... of his wife, was to take gun in hand and stroll away into the woods. Here he would sometimes seat himself at the foot of a tree, and share the contents of his wallet with Wolf, with whom he sympathized as a fellow-sufferer in persecution.
Side 71 - Ichabod cast a look behind to see if his pursuer should vanish according to rule, in a flash of fire and brimstone. Just then he saw the goblin rising in his stirrups, and in the very act of hurling his head at him. Ichabod endeavored to dodge the horrible missile, but too late. It encountered his cranium with a tremendous crash — he was tumbled headlong into the dust; and Gunpowder, the black steed, and the goblin rider, passed by like a whirlwind.