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... approached the shore , bang ! went the great goose- gun , sending on board a shower of slugs and buckshot ; and away scuttled Jacob Van Tassel through some woody ravine . As the Roost stood in a lonely situation , and might be attacked ...
... approached the shore , bang ! went the great goose- gun , sending on board a shower of slugs and buckshot ; and away scuttled Jacob Van Tassel through some woody ravine . As the Roost stood in a lonely situation , and might be attacked ...
الصفحة 45
... seemed to have lost its power ; for as Diedrich approached , an old negro thrust his head all dabbled with flour out of a hole above the water wheel , and grinned and rolled his eyes , and appeared to Wolfert's Roost 45.
... seemed to have lost its power ; for as Diedrich approached , an old negro thrust his head all dabbled with flour out of a hole above the water wheel , and grinned and rolled his eyes , and appeared to Wolfert's Roost 45.
الصفحة 100
... approaching the very place where many of the scenes of the ghost stories had been laid . In the centre of the road stood an enormous tulip tree , which towered like a giant above all the other trees of the neighborhood , and formed a ...
... approaching the very place where many of the scenes of the ghost stories had been laid . In the centre of the road stood an enormous tulip tree , which towered like a giant above all the other trees of the neighborhood , and formed a ...
الصفحة 101
... approached this fearful tree , he began to whistle : he thought his whistle was answered - it was but a blast sweeping sharply through the dry branches . As he approached a little nearer , he thought he saw something white , hanging in ...
... approached this fearful tree , he began to whistle : he thought his whistle was answered - it was but a blast sweeping sharply through the dry branches . As he approached a little nearer , he thought he saw something white , hanging in ...
الصفحة 102
Washington Irving. As he approached the stream , his heart began to thump ; he summoned up , however , all his resolution , gave his horse half a score of kicks in the ribs , and attempted to dash briskly across the bridge ; but in ...
Washington Irving. As he approached the stream , his heart began to thump ; he summoned up , however , all his resolution , gave his horse half a score of kicks in the ribs , and attempted to dash briskly across the bridge ; but in ...
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Anthony's Nose Antony Vander Heyden boat Brom buccaneer burghers buried church cocked Communipaw crew Dame dark divining rod doctor Dolph door dream eyes fire ghost Gibbet Island goblin hand haunted house head heard heart Heer Antony Hell Gate Highlands Hudson Ichabod Ichabod Crane Indian Island kind Knipperhausen land lantern light looked Manhattoes mansion mighty mind mountains mysterious negro neighborhood neighbors never night nose old Dutch passed Peechy Prauw Peter de Groodt Peter Stuyvesant pipe Pluto poor province quiet Rip Van Winkle river rock Roost round sachem sail scene seemed seen ship shore side sight skiff Sleepy Hollow sloop smoke sound spirit Spiting Devil stood storm story strange stream Tappan Sea Tassel thought thunder took treasure trees turned Vanderscamp village voyage whole Wild Goose William the Testy wind window Wolfert Acker Wolfert Webber worthy Wouter Van Twiller
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الصفحة 69 - He was tall, but exceedingly lank, with narrow shoulders, long arms and legs, hands that dangled a mile out of his sleeves, feet that might have served for shovels, and his whole frame most loosely hung together. His head was small, and flat at top, with huge ears, large green glassy eyes, and a long snipe nose, so that it looked like a weathercock perched upon his spindle neck, to tell which way the wind blew.
الصفحة 210 - ... some were seen to wink at each other, and put their tongues in their cheeks : and the selfimportant man in the cocked hat, who, when the alarm was over, had returned to the field, screwed down the corners of his mouth, and shook his head — upon which there was a general shaking of the head throughout the assemblage. It was determined, however, to take the opinion of old Peter Vanderdonk, who was seen slowly advancing up the road. He was a descendant of the historian of that name, who wrote...
الصفحة 191 - When the weather is fair and settled, they are clothed in blue and purple, and print their bold outlines on the clear evening sky ; but sometimes, when the rest of the landscape is cloudless, they will gather a hood of gray vapors about their summits, which, in the last rays of the setting sun, will glow and light up like a crown of glory.
الصفحة 199 - ... they clambered up a narrow gully, apparently the dry bed of a mountain torrent. As they ascended, Rip every now and then heard long rolling peals, like distant thunder, that seemed to issue out of a deep ravine, or rather cleft, between lofty rocks, towards which their rugged path conducted. He paused for an instant, but supposing it to be the muttering of one of those transient thundershowers which often take place in mountain heights, he proceeded.
الصفحة 204 - The very village was altered —it was larger and more populous. There were rows of houses which he had never seen before, and those which had been his familiar haunts had disappeared.
الصفحة 86 - ... gay light-blue coat and white underclothes; screaming and chattering, nodding and bobbing and bowing, and pretending to be on good terms with every songster of the grove. As Ichabod jogged slowly on his way, his eye, ever open to every symptom of culinary abundance, ranged with delight over the treasures of jolly autumn.
الصفحة 64 - I had wandered into it at noontime, when all nature is peculiarly quiet, and was startled by the roar of my own gun, as it broke the Sabbath stillness around, and was prolonged and reverberated by the angry echoes.
الصفحة 212 - Hudson and his crew are at their game of nine-pins ; and it is a common wish of all henpecked husbands in the neighborhood, when life hangs heavy on their hands, that they might have a quieting draught out of Rip Van Winkle's flagon.
الصفحة 206 - Rip was equally at a loss to comprehend the question, when a knowing, self-important old gentleman, in a sharp cocked hat, made his way through the crowd, putting them to right and left with his elbows as he passed, and planting himself before Van Winkle, with one arm a-kimbo, the other resting on his cane, his keen eyes and sharp hat penetrating, as it were, into his very soul, demanded in an austere tone, "what brought him to the election with a gun on his shoulder, and a mob at his heels, and...
الصفحة 95 - What passed at this interview I will not pretend to say, for in fact I do not know. Something, however, I fear me, must have gone wrong, for he certainly sallied forth, after no very great interval, with an air quite desolate and chapfallen.