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Winkle, senior, although he had once or twice corresponded with him by letter, and returned satisfactory answers to his inquiries concerning the moral character and behaviour of his son; he felt nervously sensible that to wait upon him, for the first time, attended by Bob Sawyer and Ben Allen, both slightly fuddled, was not the most ingenious and likely means that could have been hit upon to prepossess him in his favour.
In Washington Irving's fanciful tale of "Rip Van Winkle," Rip encounters a strange, ghostly company of seafaring men, and it is often supposed that Hudson's crew was intended by the author.
It was with some difficulty that he found the way to his own house, which he approached with silent awe, expecting every moment to hear the shrill voice of Dame Van Winkle. He found the house gone to decay the roof fallen in, the windows shattered, and the doors off the hinges. A half-starved dog that looked like Wolf was skulking about it.
They urged their way across the burned district as fast as their exhausted state would permit, carefully avoiding burning brands that still lay in the street. "I hope you will have patience with me in my slow progress," said Christine, "for I feel as I imagine Rip Van Winkle must have done, after his twenty years' nap." "I think you have borne up heroically, Miss Ludolph," said Dennis, warmly.
If the anecdote be apocryphal, the boy Longfellow yet began to love poetry and to write it, and he became a newspaper poet, one of those common soldiers of literature, while a student. He read Irving at twelve, and was charmed with the matter and style of "Rip Van Winkle."
Because of this unexampled run he was sometimes described by unthinking people as a one-part actor. Nothing could be farther from the truth. He possessed uncommon versatility. That after twenty years of the new Rip Van Winkle, when he was past fifty years of age, he could come back to such parts as Caleb Plummer and Acres is proof of this. He need not have done so at all.
Pickwick most innocently shouted from the opposite bank, "'Sam! "'Sir? said Mr. Weller. "'Here, I want you. "'Let go, Sir, said Sam. 'Don't you hear the governor a- callin'? Let go, Sir. "With a violent effort Mr. Weller disengaged himself from the grasp of the agonised Pickwickian; and, in so doing, administered a considerable impetus to the unhappy Mr. Winkle.
'I'm afeerd there's a orkard gen'l'm'n in 'em, Sir, replied Sam. 'Now, Winkle, cried Mr. Pickwick, quite unconscious that there was anything the matter. 'Come; the ladies are all anxiety. 'Yes, yes, replied Mr. Winkle, with a ghastly smile. 'I'm coming. 'Just a-goin' to begin, said Sam, endeavouring to disengage himself. 'Now, Sir, start off! 'Stop an instant, Sam, gasped Mr.
It will be necessary for me to leave town, for a short time, on private business, and I had hoped to have prevailed upon you to allow Sam to accompany me. Mr. Pickwick looked more astonished than before. 'I think, faltered Mr. Winkle, 'that Sam would have had no objection to do so; but, of course, his being a prisoner here, renders it impossible. So I must go alone. As Mr.
Winkle and Mr. Snodgrass at the same time. 'I have just been telling Pickwick that we must have you all down at Christmas. We're going to have a wedding a real wedding this time. 'A wedding! exclaimed Mr. Snodgrass, turning very pale. 'Yes, a wedding. But don't be frightened, said the good-humoured old man; 'it's only Trundle there, and Bella. 'Oh, is that all? said Mr.
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