...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...

...his tail dropped io to the ground or curled between his legs, he sneaked about with a gallows air, casting many a sidelong glance at Dame Van Winkle,...would fly to the door with yelping precipitation. is Times grew worse and worse with Rip Van Winkle as years of matrimony rolled on ; a tart temper never...

...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...

...fell, his tail drooped to the ground, or curled between his legs, he siieaked 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...

...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...

...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 Winkls as years of matrimony rolled on ; a tart temper never mellows with age, and a sharp tongue is...

...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,...of a broomstick or ladle he would fly to the door witli yelping precipitation. / L Times grew worse and worse with Rip Van Winkle ri as years of matrimony...

...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, wculd flee to the door with yelping precipitation. Times gl ew worse and worse with Rip Van Winkle...

...best.— Oarlyle. 8. I slept and dreamed that life is Beauty; I woke and found that life is Duty. 4. A tart temper never mellows with age ; and a sharp tongue is the only edged tool that grows keener with constant use. — Irving. 5. A moral, sensible, and well-bred man...

...me, and the face of the fields has often comforted me more than the faces of men. — John Burroughs. A tart temper never mellows with age, and a sharp tongue is the only edged tool that grows keener with constant use. — Washington Irving. "Rip Van Winkle." G-od be thanked...