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the legend of sleepy hollow-第5章

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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。



    It was; as I have said; a fine autumnal day; the sky was 

clear and serene; and nature wore that rich and golden livery 

which we always associate with the idea of abundance。  The forests 

had put on their sober brown and yellow; while some trees of the 

tenderer kind had been nipped by the frosts into brilliant dyes 

of orange; purple; and scarlet。  Streaming files of wild ducks 

began to make their appearance high in the air; the bark of the 

squirrel might be heard from the groves of beech and hickory…

nuts; and the pensive whistle of the quail at intervals from the 

neighboring stubble field。



    The small birds were taking their farewell banquets。  In the 

fullness of their revelry; they fluttered; chirping and 

frolicking from bush to bush; and tree to tree; capricious from 

the very profusion and variety around them。  There was the honest 

cockrobin; the favorite game of stripling sportsmen; with its 

loud querulous note; and the twittering blackbirds flying in 

sable clouds; and the golden… winged woodpecker with his crimson 

crest; his broad black gorget; and splendid plumage; and the 

cedar…bird; with its red tipt wings and yellow…tipt tail and its 

little monteiro cap of feathers; and the blue jay; that noisy 

coxcomb; in his 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。  On all sides he beheld vast store of 

apples:  some hanging in oppressive opulence on the trees; some 

gathered into baskets and barrels for the market; others heaped 

up in rich piles for the cider…press。  Farther on he beheld great 

fields of Indian corn; with its golden ears peeping from their 

leafy coverts; and holding out the promise of cakes and hasty…

pudding; and the yellow pumpkins lying beneath them; turning up 

their fair round bellies to the sun; and giving ample prospects 

of the most luxurious of pies; and anon he passed the fragrant 

buckwheat fields breathing the odor of the beehive; and as he 

beheld them; soft anticipations stole over his mind of dainty 

slap…jacks; well buttered; and garnished with honey or treacle; 

by the delicate little dimpled hand of Katrina Van Tassel。



    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 pewter buckles。  Their brisk; withered 

little dames; in close crimped caps; long waisted short…gowns; 

homespun petticoats; with scissors and pin…cushions; and gay 

calico pockets hanging on the outside。  Buxom lasses; almost as 

antiquated as their mothers; excepting where a straw hat; a fine 

ribbon; or perhaps a white frock; gave symptoms of city 

innovation。  The sons; in short square…skirted coats; with rows of 

stupendous brass buttons; and their hair generally queued in the 

fashion of the times; especially if they could procure an eelskin 

for the purpose; it being esteemed throughout the country as a 

potent nourisher and strengthener of the hair。



    Brom Bones; however; was the hero of the scene; having come 

to the gathering on his favorite steed Daredevil; a creature; 

like himself; full of mettle and mischief; and which no one but 

himself could manage。  He was; in fact; noted for preferring 

vicious animals; given to all kinds of tricks which kept the 

rider in constant risk of his neck; for he held a tractable; 

wellbroken horse as unworthy of a lad of spirit。



    Fain would I pause to dwell upon the world of charms that 

burst upon the enraptured gaze of my hero; as he entered the 

state parlor of Van Tassel's mansion。  Not those of the bevy of 

buxom lasses; with their luxurious display of red and white; but 

the ample charms of a genuine Dutch country tea…table; in the 

sumptuous time of autumn。  Such heaped up platters of cakes of 

various and almost indescribable kinds; known only to experienced 

Dutch housewives!  There was the doughty doughnut; the tender 

olykoek; and the crisp and crumbling cruller; sweet cakes and 

short cakes; ginger cakes and honey cakes; and the whole family 

of cakes。  And then there were apple pies; and peach pies; and 

pumpkin pies; besides slices of ham and smoked beef; and moreover 

delectable dishes of preserved plums; and peaches; and pears; and 

quinces; not to mention broiled shad and roasted chickens; 

together with bowls of milk and cream; all mingled higgledy…

pigglely; pretty much as I have enumerated them; with the 

motherly teapot sending up its clouds of vapor from the midst

Heaven bless the mark!  I want breath and time to discuss this 

banquet as it deserves; and am too eager to get on with my story。  

Happily; Ichabod Crane was not in so great a hurry as his 

historian; but did ample justice to every dainty。
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