Complete Edition, with 51 Illustrations in Colour. First published (15s. net) September 1905.

New Impressions January 1907; August 1908; May 1909; November 1910.

Cheaper Issue, with 24 Illustrations in Colour and many new Illustrations in the Text October 1916. New Impression 1917, 1919.


ILLUSTRATIONS

IN COLOUR
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“He used to console himself by frequenting a kind of perpetual club of thesages, philosophers and other idle personages, which held its sessionsbefore a small inn”[Frontispiece]
“Certain biscuit-bakers have gone so far as to imprint his likeness ontheir New-Year Cakes”[x]
“These mountains are regarded by all good wives, far and near, as perfectbarometers”[x]
“Some of the houses of the original settlers”[2]
“A curtain-lecture is worth all the sermons in the world for teaching thevirtues of patience and long-suffering”[2]
“Taught them to fly kites”[2]
“His cow would go astray or get among the cabbages”[ 4]
“His children were as ragged and wild as if they belonged to nobody”[4]
“Equipped in a pair of his father’s cast-off galligaskins, which he had asmuch ado to hold up as a fine lady does her train in bad weather”[4]
“So that he was fain to draw off his forces and take to the outside of thehouse—the only side which, in truth, belongs to a henpecked husband.”[6]
“A company of odd-looking persons playing at ninepins”[10]
“They maintained the gravest faces”[12]
“They stared at him with such fixed, statue-like gaze, that his heart turnedwithin him and his knees smote together”[12]
“He even ventured to taste the beverage, which he found had much ofthe flavour of excellent Hollands”[12]
“Surely,” thought he, “I have not slept here all night.... Oh! thatflagon! that wicked flagon! what excuse shall I make to Dame VanWinkle?”[12]
“They all stared at him with equal marks of surprise and invariably strokedtheir chins”[14]
“A troop of strange children ran at his heels, hooting after him and pointingat his grey beard”[14]
“The dogs, too, not one of whom he recognised for an old acquaintance,barked at him as he passed”[14]
“He found the house gone to decay.... ‘My very dog,’ sighed poor Rip,‘has forgotten me’”[16]
“They crowded round him, eyeing him from head to foot with great curiosity”[ 16]
Rip’s daughter and grandchild[20]
“He preferred making friends among the rising generation, with whom hesoon grew into great favour”[24]
“The Kaatsberg or Catskill mountains have always been a region full of fable”[ 26]
They were ruled by an old squaw spirit[28]
IN TEXT
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These fairy mountains[2]
Long stories of ghosts, witches, and Indians[5]
Peter was the most ancient inhabitant of the village[21]
The Kaatskill mountains had always been haunted by strange beings[25]
Very subject to marvellous events and appearances[30]
When these clouds broke, woe betide the valleys[33]
With a loud ho! ho![35]

By Woden, God of Saxons,