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The Legend of Sleepy Hollow

Thus feeding his mind with many sweet thoughts and
‘sugared suppositions,’ he journeyed along the sides of a
range of hills which look out upon some of the goodliest
scenes of the mighty Hudson. The sun gradually wheeled

his broad disk down in the west. The wide bosom of the
Tappan Zee lay motionless and glassy, excepting that here
and there a gentle undulation waved and prolonged the
blue shallow of the distant mountain. A few amber clouds
floated in the sky, without a breath of air to move them.
The horizon was of a fine golden tint, changing gradually
into a pure apple green, and from that into the deep blue
of the mid- heaven. A slanting ray lingered on the woody
crests of the precipices that overhung some parts of the
river, giving greater depth to the dark gray and purple of
their rocky sides. A sloop was loitering in the distance,
dropping slowly down with the tide, her sail hanging
uselessly against the mast; and as the reflection of the sky
gleamed along the still water, it seemed as if the vessel was
suspended in the air.
It was toward evening that Ichabod arrived at the castle
of the Heer Van Tassel, which he found thronged with
the pride and flower of the adjacent country Old farmers,
a spare leathern- faced race, in homespun coats and
breeches, blue stockings, huge shoes, and magnificent

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