the Legend of Sleepy Hollow
by Washington Irving

Old Baltus Van Tassel was a perfect picture of a thriving, contented, liberal-hearted farmer. Ichabod was a suitable figure for such a steed. The chief part of the stories, however, turned upon the favorite. A few rough logs, laid side by side, served for a bridge over this stream. If I can but reach that bridge, thought Ichabod, I am safe. Ichabod did not make his appearance at breakfast---dinner hour came, but no Ichabod. Hans Van Ripper now began to feel some uneasiness about the fate of poor Ichabod and his saddle.

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