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Thus
,
while
the
busy
dame
bustled
about
the
house
,
or
plied
her
spinning
-
wheel
at
one
end
of
the
piazza
,
honest
Balt
would
sit
smoking
his
evening
pipe
at
the
other
,
watching
the
achievements
of
a
little
wooden
warrior
,
who
,
armed
with
a
sword
in
each
hand
,
was
most
valiantly
fighting
the
wind
on
the
pinnacle
of
the
barn
.
In
the
mean
time
,
Ichabod
would
carry
on
his
suit
with
the
daughter
by
the
side
of
the
spring
under
the
great
elm
,
or
sauntering
along
in
the
twilight
,
that
hour
so
favorable
to
the
lover
’
s
eloquence
.
I
profess
not
to
know
how
women
’
s
hearts
are
wooed
and
won
.
To
me
they
have
always
been
matters
of
riddle
and
admiration
.
Some
seem
to
have
but
one
vulnerable
point
,
or
door
of
access
;
while
others
have
a
thousand
avenues
,
and
may
be
captured
in
a
thousand
different
ways
.
It
is
a
great
triumph
of
skill
to
gain
the
former
,
but
a
still
greater
proof
of
generalship
to
maintain
possession
of
the
latter
,
for
man
must
battle
for
his
fortress
at
every
door
and
window
.
He
who
wins
a
thousand
common
hearts
is
therefore
entitled
to
some
renown
;
but
he
who
keeps
undisputed
sway
over
the
heart
of
a
coquette
is
indeed
a
hero
.
Certain
it
is
,
this
was
not
the
case
with
the
redoubtable
Brom
Bones
;
and
from
the
moment
Ichabod
Crane
made
his
advances
,
the
interests
of
the
former
evidently
declined
:
his
horse
was
no
longer
seen
tied
to
the
palings
on
Sunday
nights
,
and
a
deadly
feud
gradually
arose
between
him
and
the
preceptor
of
Sleepy
Hollow
.
Brom
,
who
had
a
degree
of
rough
chivalry
in
his
nature
,
would
fain
have
carried
matters
to
open
warfare
and
have
settled
their
pretensions
to
the
lady
,
according
to
the
mode
of
those
most
concise
and
simple
reasoners
,
the
knights
-
errant
of
yore
,
—
by
single
combat
;
but
Ichabod
was
too
conscious
of
the
superior
might
of
his
adversary
to
enter
the
lists
against
him
;
he
had
overheard
a
boast
of
Bones
,
that
he
would
“
double
the
schoolmaster
up
,
and
lay
him
on
a
shelf
of
his
own
schoolhouse
;
”
and
he
was
too
wary
to
give
him
an
opportunity
.
There
was
something
extremely
provoking
in
this
obstinately
pacific
system
;
it
left
Brom
no
alternative
but
to
draw
upon
the
funds
of
rustic
waggery
in
his
disposition
,
and
to
play
off
boorish
practical
jokes
upon
his
rival
.
Ichabod
became
the
object
of
whimsical
persecution
to
Bones
and
his
gang
of
rough
riders
.
They
harried
his
hitherto
peaceful
domains
;
smoked
out
his
singing
school
by
stopping
up
the
chimney
;
broke
into
the
schoolhouse
at
night
,
in
spite
of
its
formidable
fastenings
of
withe
and
window
stakes
,
and
turned
everything
topsy
-
turvy
,
so
that
the
poor
schoolmaster
began
to
think
all
the
witches
in
the
country
held
their
meetings
there
.
But
what
was
still
more
annoying
,
Brom
took
all
opportunities
of
turning
him
into
ridicule
in
presence
of
his
mistress
,
and
had
a
scoundrel
dog
whom
he
taught
to
whine
in
the
most
ludicrous
manner
,
and
introduced
as
a
rival
of
Ichabod
’
s
,
to
instruct
her
in
psalmody
.
In
this
way
matters
went
on
for
some
time
,
without
producing
any
material
effect
on
the
relative
situations
of
the
contending
powers
.
On
a
fine
autumnal
afternoon
,
Ichabod
,
in
pensive
mood
,
sat
enthroned
on
the
lofty
stool
from
whence
he
usually
watched
all
the
concerns
of
his
little
literary
realm
.
In
his
hand
he
swayed
a
ferule
,
that
sceptre
of
despotic
power
;
the
birch
of
justice
reposed
on
three
nails
behind
the
throne
,
a
constant
terror
to
evil
doers
,
while
on
the
desk
before
him
might
be
seen
sundry
contraband
articles
and
prohibited
weapons
,
detected
upon
the
persons
of
idle
urchins
,
such
as
half
-
munched
apples
,
popguns
,
whirligigs
,
fly
-
cages
,
and
whole
legions
of
rampant
little
paper
gamecocks
.
Apparently
there
had
been
some
appalling
act
of
justice
recently
inflicted
,
for
his
scholars
were
all
busily
intent
upon
their
books
,
or
slyly
whispering
behind
them
with
one
eye
kept
upon
the
master
;
and
a
kind
of
buzzing
stillness
reigned
throughout
the
schoolroom
.
It
was
suddenly
interrupted
by
the
appearance
of
a
negro
in
tow
-
cloth
jacket
and
trowsers
,
a
round
-
crowned
fragment
of
a
hat
,
like
the
cap
of
Mercury
,
and
mounted
on
the
back
of
a
ragged
,
wild
,
half
-
broken
colt
,
which
he
managed
with
a
rope
by
way
of
halter
.
He
came
clattering
up
to
the
school
door
with
an
invitation
to
Ichabod
to
attend
a
merry
-
making
or
“
quilting
frolic
,
”
to
be
held
that
evening
at
Mynheer
Van
Tassel
’
s
;
and
having
delivered
his
message
with
that
air
of
importance
,
and
effort
at
fine
language
,
which
a
negro
is
apt
to
display
on
petty
embassies
of
the
kind
,
he
dashed
over
the
brook
,
and
was
seen
scampering
away
up
the
hollow
,
full
of
the
importance
and
hurry
of
his
mission
.
All
was
now
bustle
and
hubbub
in
the
late
quiet
schoolroom
.
The
scholars
were
hurried
through
their
lessons
without
stopping
at
trifles
;
those
who
were
nimble
skipped
over
half
with
impunity
,
and
those
who
were
tardy
had
a
smart
application
now
and
then
in
the
rear
,
to
quicken
their
speed
or
help
them
over
a
tall
word
.
Books
were
flung
aside
without
being
put
away
on
the
shelves
,
inkstands
were
overturned
,
benches
thrown
down
,
and
the
whole
school
was
turned
loose
an
hour
before
the
usual
time
,
bursting
forth
like
a
legion
of
young
imps
,
yelping
and
racketing
about
the
green
in
joy
at
their
early
emancipation
.
The
gallant
Ichabod
now
spent
at
least
an
extra
half
hour
at
his
toilet
,
brushing
and
furbishing
up
his
best
,
and
indeed
only
suit
of
rusty
black
,
and
arranging
his
locks
by
a
bit
of
broken
looking
-
glass
that
hung
up
in
the
schoolhouse
.
That
he
might
make
his
appearance
before
his
mistress
in
the
true
style
of
a
cavalier
,
he
borrowed
a
horse
from
the
farmer
with
whom
he
was
domiciliated
,
a
choleric
old
Dutchman
of
the
name
of
Hans
Van
Ripper
,
and
,
thus
gallantly
mounted
,
issued
forth
like
a
knight
-
errant
in
quest
of
adventures
.
But
it
is
meet
I
should
,
in
the
true
spirit
of
romantic
story
,
give
some
account
of
the
looks
and
equipments
of
my
hero
and
his
steed
.
The
animal
he
bestrode
was
a
broken
-
down
plow
-
horse
,
that
had
outlived
almost
everything
but
its
viciousness
.
He
was
gaunt
and
shagged
,
with
a
ewe
neck
,
and
a
head
like
a
hammer
;
his
rusty
mane
and
tail
were
tangled
and
knotted
with
burs
;
one
eye
had
lost
its
pupil
,
and
was
glaring
and
spectral
,
but
the
other
had
the
gleam
of
a
genuine
devil
in
it
.
Still
he
must
have
had
fire
and
mettle
in
his
day
,
if
we
may
judge
from
the
name
he
bore
of
Gunpowder
.
He
had
,
in
fact
,
been
a
favorite
steed
of
his
master
’
s
,
the
choleric
Van
Ripper
,
who
was
a
furious
rider
,
and
had
infused
,
very
probably
,
some
of
his
own
spirit
into
the
animal
;
for
,
old
and
broken
-
down
as
he
looked
,
there
was
more
of
the
lurking
devil
in
him
than
in
any
young
filly
in
the
country
.
Ichabod
was
a
suitable
figure
for
such
a
steed
.
He
rode
with
short
stirrups
,
which
brought
his
knees
nearly
up
to
the
pommel
of
the
saddle
;
his
sharp
elbows
stuck
out
like
grasshoppers
’
;
he
carried
his
whip
perpendicularly
in
his
hand
,
like
a
sceptre
,
and
as
his
horse
jogged
on
,
the
motion
of
his
arms
was
not
unlike
the
flapping
of
a
pair
of
wings
.
A
small
wool
hat
rested
on
the
top
of
his
nose
,
for
so
his
scanty
strip
of
forehead
might
be
called
,
and
the
skirts
of
his
black
coat
fluttered
out
almost
to
the
horses
tail
.
Such
was
the
appearance
of
Ichabod
and
his
steed
as
they
shambled
out
of
the
gate
of
Hans
Van
Ripper
,
and
it
was
altogether
such
an
apparition
as
is
seldom
to
be
met
with
in
broad
daylight
.
