THE LEGEND OF SLEEPY HOLLOW.
of is during t ed suf?cient time o enable eacoryteller to dress up ale tle becoming ?ction, and in tinctness of ion to make .
tory of Doffue Martling, a large blue-bearded Dutcaken a Britise at tleman le of eplains, being an excellent master of defence, parried a musket-ball ely felt it : in proof of ime to s a little bent. t in t one of o a ermination.
But all to tales of gs and apparitions t succeeded. treasures of tales and superstitions t in tered, long-settled retreats but are trampled under foot by ting t forms tion of most of our country places. Besides, t for gs in most of our villages, for time to ?nis nap and turn travelled a at nigo ance left to call upon. ts except in our long-establiscies.
te causes ural stories in ts, less oo ty of Sleepy agion in t ble ed region; it breatmosping all t at Van tassels, and, as usual, tales old about funeral trains and mourning cries and tree e Major Andre aken, and ion e t ed t Raven Rock, and en o ser nigorm, of tories, urned upon te spectre of Sleepy imes of late patrolling try, and, it etly among the churchyard.
tered situation of to a favorite of troubled spirits. It stands on a knoll surrounded by locust trees and lofty elms, from among ian purity beaming tirement. A gentle slope descends from it to a silver s of er bordered by rees, bet to look upon its grass-groly, one t least t rest in peace. On one side of tends a rees. Over a deep black part of tream, not far from t led to it