 | Charles Edwards Lester - 1846 - 257 pages
...the Old Man of the Glen. He rubbed his eyes. It was a bright, sunny morning. The birds were hopping and twittering among the bushes, and the eagle was...wheeling aloft, and breasting the pure mountain breeze. He looked for his gun, but, in place of the clean, well-oiled fowling-piece, found an old firelock... | |
 | Charles Edwards Lester - 1846
...the Old Man of the Glen. He rubbed his eyes. It was a bright, sunny morning. The birds were hopping and twittering among the bushes, and the eagle was...wheeling aloft, and breasting the pure mountain breeze. He looked for his gun, but, in place of the clean, well-oiled fowling-piece, found an old firelock... | |
 | Washington Irving - 1848
...the old man of the glen. He rubbed his eyes— it was a bright sunny morning. The birds were hopping and twittering among the bushes, and the eagle was...occurrences before he fell asleep. The strange man with a keg of liquor—the mountain ravine—the wild retreat among the rocks —the wobegone party at nine-pins—the... | |
 | Washington Irving - 1848
...the old man of the glen. He rubbed his eyes — it was a bright sunny morning. The birds were hopping and twittering among the bushes, and the eagle was...breasting the pure mountain breeze. " Surely," thought Eip, "I have not slept here all night." He recalled the occurrences before he fell asleep. The strange... | |
 | Washington Irving - 1849
...the old man of the glen. He rubbed his eyes— it was a bright sunny morning. The birds were hopping and twittering among the bushes, and the eagle was...occurrences before he fell asleep. The strange man with a keg of 9 *• -,•»•• '•• MM ieprr*. K •mil hl M liquor—the mountain ravine—the wild... | |
 | 1849 - 325 pages
...the old man of the glen. He rubbed his eyes — it was a bright sunny morning. The birds were hopping and twittering among the bushes, and the eagle was...occurrences before he fell asleep. The strange man with a keg of liquor — the mountain ravine — the wild retreat among the rocks — the wobegone party... | |
 | Washington Irving - 1849
...the old man of the glen. He rubbed his eyes— it was a bright sunny morning. The birds were hopping and twittering among the bushes, and the eagle was...breasting the pure mountain breeze. " Surely," thought Kip, "I have not slept here all night." He recalled the occurrences before he fell asleep. The strange... | |
 | Washington Irving - 1850 - 465 pages
...and the eagle was wheeling aloft, and breasting the pure mountain breeze. " Surely," thought Eip, " I have not slept here all night." He recalled the...occurrences before he fell asleep. The strange man with a keg of liquor — the mountain ravine — the wild retreat among the rocks — the wobegone party... | |
 | Washington Irving - 1852 - 465 pages
...T'ln N F. •... -. "•"-. liquor — the mountain ravine — the wild retreat among the rocka — the wobegone party at nine-pins — the flagon —..." Oh ! that flagon ! that wicked flagon !" thought Eip — " what excuse shall I make to Dame Van Winkle !" He looked round for his gun, but in place... | |
 | Ludwig Herrig - 1854 - 553 pages
...not slept here all night." He recalled the occarrences before he feil asleep. The stränge man with a keg of liquor — the mountain ravine — the wild...— the wo-begone party at nine-pins — the flagon — »Ohl the flagon! that wicked flagon!" thought Rip — „what excuse shall I make to Dame Van... | |
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On waking, he found himself on the green knoll whence he had first seen the old man of the glen. He rubbed his eyes — it was a bright sunny morning. The birds were hopping and twittering among the bushes, and the eagle was wheeling aloft, and breasting... 
