The Legend of Sleepy Hollow

He was a kind and thankful creature, whose heart dilated in proportion as his skin was filled with good cheer, and whose spirits rose with eating, as some men's do with drink.

But all these were nothing to the tales of ghosts and apparitions that succeeded. The neighborhood is rich in legendary treasures of the kind. Local tales and superstitions thrive best in these sheltered, long-settled retreats; but are trampled under foot by the shifting throng that forms the population of most of our country places. Besides, there is no encouragement for ghosts in most of our villages, for they have scarcely had time to finish their first nap and turn themselves in their graves, before their surviving friends have travelled away from the neighborhood; so that when they turn out at night to walk their rounds, they have no acquaintance left to call upon. This is perhaps the reason why we so seldom hear of ghosts except in our long-established Dutch communities.

To see him striding along the profile of a hill on a windy day, with his clothes bagging and fluttering about him, one might have mistaken him for the genius of famine descending upon the earth, or some scarecrow eloped from a cornfield.

timothy and clover.

the sunbeams seem to sleep so quietly

swallows and martins skimmed

in linked sweetness long drawn out,"

ng. Your mere puny stripling, that winced at the least flourish of the rod, was passed by with indulgence

o look exceedingly knowing whenever the story of Ichabod was related,

FOUND AMONG THE PAPERS
OF THE LATE DIEDRICH KNICKERBOCKER.