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Read Ebook: Little Masterpieces of American Wit and Humor Volume I by Masson Thomas L Editor

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WASHINGTON IRVING

Wouter Van Twiller 1 Wilhelmus Kieft 8 Peter Stuyvesant 13 Antony Van Corlear 15 General Van Poffenburgh 18

BENJAMIN FRANKLIN

Maxims 21 Model of a Letter of Recommendation of a Person You Are Unacquainted with 21 Epitaph for Himself 22

WILLIAM ALLEN BUTLER

Nothing to Wear 24

HENRY WARD BEECHER

Deacon Marble 39 The Deacon's Trout 41 The Dog Noble and the Empty Hole 43

ALBERT GORTON GREENE

Old Grimes 45

OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES

My Aunt 49 The Deacon's Masterpiece; or, the Wonderful "One-hoss Shay" 63 Foreign Correspondence 106 Music-Pounding 109 The Ballad of the Oysterman 142

NATHANIEL PARKER WILLIS

Miss Albina McLush 51 Love in a Cottage 125

WILLIAM PITT PALMER

A Smack in School 56

B. P. SHILLABER

Fancy Diseases 58 Bailed Out 59 Seeking a Comet 59 Going to California 60 Mrs. Partington in Court 61

EDWARD ROWLAND SILL

Five Lives 68

JAMES T. FIELDS

The Owl-Critic 70 The Alarmed Skipper 104

JOHN HAY

Little Breeches 74

HENRY W. SHAW

Natral and Unnatral Aristokrats 77

JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL

The Yankee Recruit 81 What Mr. Robinson Thinks 170

CHARLES DUDLEY WARNER

My Summer in a Garden 90

FREDERICK S. COZZENS

Living in the Country 111

CHARLES GODFREY LELAND

Hans Breitmann's Party 127

FRANCES M. WHICHER

Tim Crane and the Widow 129

JOHN GODFREY SAXE

The Stammering Wife 135

He Came to Pay 139

MARIETTA HOLLEY

A Pleasure Exertion 144

EDMUND CLARENCE STEDMAN

The Diamond Wedding 162

MISCELLANEOUS

Why He Left 23 A Boy's Essay on Girls 38 Identified 47 One Better 48 A Rendition 57 A Cause for Thanks 73 Crowded 103 The Wedding Journey 105 A Case of Conscience 126 He Rose to the Occasion 136 Polite 137 Lost, Strayed or Stolen 138 A Gentle Complaint 141 Music by the Choir 173

WASHINGTON IRVING

WOUTER VAN TWILLER

It was in the year of our Lord 1629 that Mynheer Wouter Van Twiller was appointed Governor of the province of Nieuw Nederlandts, under the commission and control of their High Mightinesses the Lords States General of the United Netherlands, and the privileged West India Company.

This renowned old gentleman arrived at New Amsterdam in the merry month of June, the sweetest month in all the year; when dan Apollo seems to dance up the transparent firmament--when the robin, the thrush, and a thousand other wanton songsters make the woods to resound with amorous ditties, and the luxurious little bob-lincon revels among the clover blossoms of the meadows--all which happy coincidences persuaded the old dames of New Amsterdam, who were skilled in the art of foretelling events, that this was to be a happy and prosperous administration.

The person of this illustrious old gentleman was formed and proportioned as though it had been molded by the hands of some cunning Dutch statuary, as a model of majesty and lordly grandeur. He was exactly five feet six inches in height, and six feet five inches in circumference. His head was a perfect sphere, and of such stupendous dimensions that Dame Nature, with all her sex's ingenuity, would have been puzzled to construct a neck capable of supporting it; wherefore she wisely declined the attempt, and settled it firmly on the top of his backbone, just between the shoulders. His body was oblong, and particularly capacious at bottom; which was wisely ordered by Providence seeing that he was a man of sedentary habits, and very averse to the idle labor of walking. His legs were short, but sturdy in proportion to the weight they had to sustain; so that when erect he had not a little the appearance of a beer barrel on skids. His face, that infallible index of the mind, presented a vast expanse, unfurrowed by those lines and angles which disfigure the human countenance with what is termed expression. Two small gray eyes twinkled feebly in the midst, like two stars of lesser magnitude in a hazy firmament; and his full-fed cheeks, which seemed to have taken toll of everything that went into his mouth, were curiously mottled and streaked with dusky red, like a Spitzenberg apple.

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