Best known for his short stories, The Legend of Sleepy Hollow and Rip van Winkle, Washington Irving was a prolific essayist, biographer, and historian, as well as a member of the American diplomatic staff. The three volumes of his Journals provide detailed accounts of Irving's travels, experiences, and observations, creating an enlightening backdrop to both his literary and historical works. Noteworthy for his descriptions of his travels in Europe, of particular interest is Irving's perspective on 19th century American culture and politics, including his beloved New York, as well as his commentary on the treatment of Native Americans and their culture. vol. 2 of 3
Washington Irving, William Trent, George Hellman. witchcraft and sticking the
knife into her womb, killed her on the spot. One of her children was a boy of eight
years old. He said nothing, but treasured it up in his heart. About ten years ...
Two stories from the Catskill Mountains: one featuring a man who sleeps for twenty years, waking to a much-changed world and the other, a superstitious schoolmaster who encounters a headless horseman.
Two stories from the Catskill Mountains: one featuring a man who sleeps for twenty years, waking to a much-changed world and the other, a superstitious schoolmaster who encounters a headless horseman.
Ichabod Crane faces the terror of the Headless Horseman, and Rip Van Winkle rises from a 20-year sleep to find a world vastly changed in these two delightful classics of American literature. Complete and unabridged, newly reset in easy-to-read type, with 6 new full-page illustrations.
Ichabod Crane faces the terror of the Headless Horseman, and Rip Van Winkle rises from a 20-year sleep to find a world vastly changed in these two delightful classics of American literature.
Sparklesoup brings you Washington Irving's classic tale of horror. This version is printable and immediately easy-to-download with links to interesting facts and sites.
Washington Irving. Found among the papers of the late Diedrech Knickerbocker.
A pleasing land of drowsy head it was, Of dreams that wave before the half-shut
eye; And of gay castles in the clouds that pass, Forever flushing round a summer
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