New York in fiction . ng the tapestry factory, ashort walk brings one to the formerhome of Henri Lemaire, the original of 205 NEW YORK IX FICTION Francois Laguerre. Farther down theroad there is a cafe very much likeLaguerres, only more modern and pre-tentious, and consequently less pictur-esque. Like Laguerre in the story,Lemaire was a maker of is still living, and has a shop some-where on Sixth Avenue. It is only tenor fifteen years since Laguerres wasunique in its mouldiness and now everything is much old house and the punts are going todecay, the str
New York in fiction . ng the tapestry factory, ashort walk brings one to the formerhome of Henri Lemaire, the original of 205 NEW YORK IX FICTION Francois Laguerre. Farther down theroad there is a cafe very much likeLaguerres, only more modern and pre-tentious, and consequently less pictur-esque. Like Laguerre in the story,Lemaire was a maker of is still living, and has a shop some-where on Sixth Avenue. It is only tenor fifteen years since Laguerres wasunique in its mouldiness and now everything is much old house and the punts are going todecay, the stream is bit by bit losing itsquaintness. No portion of New York or its envi-ronments has been more sympatheticallyand tenderly treated than in WashingtonIrvings Legend of Sleepy Hollow. Fol-lowing the post road to the north fromTarrytown, one may, from the countlessassociations of stone and wood, readilyre-evoke the quaint figure of IchabodCrane astride his horse Grunpowder inthe wild fiight from the Galloping Hes- 200.
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