The sketch-book of Geoffrey Crayon, gent[pseud.] together with Abbotsford and other selections from the writings of Washington Irving .. . babbling murmurs. He,however, made shift toscramble up its sides,working his toilsomeway through thickets ofbirch, sassafras, andwitch-hazel, and some-times tripped up or en-tangled by the wildgrape-vines that twistedtheir coils or tendrilsfrom tree to tree, andspread a kind of net-work in his path. 25. At length he reached to where the ravine had openedthrough the cliffs to the amphitheatre; but no traces of suchopening remained. The rocks presented a high
The sketch-book of Geoffrey Crayon, gent[pseud.] together with Abbotsford and other selections from the writings of Washington Irving .. . babbling murmurs. He,however, made shift toscramble up its sides,working his toilsomeway through thickets ofbirch, sassafras, andwitch-hazel, and some-times tripped up or en-tangled by the wildgrape-vines that twistedtheir coils or tendrilsfrom tree to tree, andspread a kind of net-work in his path. 25. At length he reached to where the ravine had openedthrough the cliffs to the amphitheatre; but no traces of suchopening remained. The rocks presented a high, impenetrablewall, over which the torrent came tumbling in a sheet offeathery foam, and fell into a broad deep basin, black fromthe shadows of the surrounding forest. Here, then, poor Ripwas brought to a stand. He again called and whistled afterhis dog; he was only answered by the cawing of a flock of idlecrows, sporting high in air about a dry tree that overhunga sunny precipice; and who, secure in their elevation, seemedto look down and scoff at the poor mans perplexities. Whatwas to be done? the morning was passing away, and Rip. Joseph Jefferson as Rip Van WinkleFrom a photograph by Sarony 278 THE SKETCH-BOOK felt famished for want of his breakfast. He grieved to giveup his dog and gun; he dreaded to meet his wife; but itwould not do to starve among the mountains. He shookhis head, shouldered the rusty firelock, and, with a heart fullof trouble and anxiety, turned his steps homeward. 26. As he approached the village he met a number ofpeople, but none whom he knew, which somewhat surprisedhim, for he had thought himself acquainted with every one inthe country round. Their dress, too, was of a different fashionfrom that to which he was accustomed. They all stared athim with equal marks of surprise, and whenever they casttheir eyes upon him, invariably stroked their chins. Theconstant recurrence of this gesture induced Rip, involuntarily,to do the same, when, to his astonishm
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