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...fell, his tail drooped to the ground or curled between his legs, he sneaked about with a gallows »ir, casting many a sidelong glance at Dame Van Winkle,...never mellows with age, and a sharp tongue is the only edged tool that grows keener with constant use. For a long while he used to console himself, when driven...

...fell, his tail drooped to the ground, or curled between his legs* he sneaked about with a gallows air, casting many a sidelong glance at Dame Van Winkle,...and at the least flourish of a broomstick or ladle, would fly to the door with yelping precipitation. 5. Times grew worse and worse with Rip Van Winkle...

...fell, his tail drooped to the ground or curled between his legs, he sneaked about with a gallows air, casting many a sidelong glance at Dame Van Winkle,...never mellows with age, and a sharp tongue is the only edged tool that grows keener with constant use. For a long while he used to Console himself, when driven...

...man was unfortunate indeed who had not the fortitude to bear up against those which had befallen Aim. A tart temper never mellows with age; and a sharp tongue is the only edge tool that grows keener by constant use. The hidden ocean showed itself anew, And barren wasles still stole upon the view....

...fell, his tail dropped to the ground or curled between his legs, he sneaked about with a gallows air, casting many a sidelong glance at Dame Van Winkle,...never mellows with age, and a sharp tongue is the only edged tool that grows keener with constant use. For a long while he used to console himself, when driven...

...tail drooped to the ground, or curled between his VOL. I. E legs, he sneaked about with a gallows air, casting many a sidelong glance at Dame Van Winkle,...precipitation. Times grew worse and worse with Rip Van Win kle, as years of matrimony rolled on : a tart temper never mellows with age, and a sharp tongue...

...fell, his tail drooped to the ground, or curled between his legs, he sneaked about with a gallows air, casting many a sidelong glance at Dame Van Winkle,...precipitation. Times grew worse and worse with Rip Van Win kle, as years of matrimony rolled on : a tart temper never mellows with age, and a sharp tongue...

...man was unfortunate indeed who had not the forti*ude to bear up agains* those which had befallen Aim. A tart temper never mellows with age ; and a sharp tongue is the only edgetool that grows keener by constant use. The hiddew ocean showed itself anew, And barren wastes...

...fell, his tail drooped to the ground or curled between his legs, he sneaked about with a gallows air, casting many a sidelong glance at Dame Van Winkle,...never mellows with age, and a sharp tongue is the only edged tool that grows keener with constant use^ For a long while he used to console himself, when driven...