Wolfert's Roost and Miscellanies by Irving, Washington, 1783-1859

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Geoffrey Crayon. * * * * * To The Editor Of The Knickerbocker.

* * * * * A Chronicle Of Wolfert's Roost. Found Among The Papers Of The Late Diedrich Knickerbocker.

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Geoffrey Crayon. * * * * * Sleepy Hollow. By Geoffrey Crayon, Gent.

* * * * * The Birds Of Spring. By Geoffrey Crayon, Gent.

Geoffrey Crayon. * * * * * Recollections Of The Alhambra. By The Author Of The Sketch-book.

* * * * * Geoffrey Crayon. The Abencerrage. A Spanish Tale.

* * * * * The Enchanted Island. By The Author Of The Sketch-book.

* * * * * The Adelantado Of The Seven Cities. A Legend Of St. Brandan.

* * * * * National Nomenclature. To The Editor Of The Knickerbocker.

* * * * * Desultory Thoughts On Criticism.

G.c. * * * * * Spanish Romance. To The Editor Of The Knickerbocker.

* * * * * Legend Of Don Munio Sancho De Hinojosa. By The Author Of The Sketch-book. * * * * *

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Communipaw. To The Editor Of The Knickerbocker.

Hermanus Vanderdonk. * * * * * Conspiracy Of The Cocked Hats. To The Editor Of The Knickerbocker.

Roloff Van Ripper. * * * * *

* * * * * The Bermudas. A Shaksperian Research: By The Author Of The Sketchbook.

* * * * * The Three Kings Of Bermuda. And Their Treasure Of Ambergris.

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* * * * * Pelayo And The Merchant's Daughter. By The Author Of The Sketch-book.

* * * * * The Knight Of Malta. To The Editor Of The Knickerbocker

Geoffrey Crayon. * * * * * The Grand Prior Of Minorca, A Veritable Ghost Story.

* * * * * * * * * * By Geoffrey Crayon, Gent.

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* * * * * The Count Van Horn.

On the shores of this wondrous island, the mighty kraken heaves his bulk, and wallows many a rood; here, too, the sea-serpent lies coiled up, during the intervals of his much-contested revelations to the eyes of true believers; and here it is said, even the Flying Dutchman finds a port and casts his anchor, and furls his shadowy sail, and takes a short repose from his eternal wanderings.

Here all the treasures lost in the deep are safely garnered. The caverns of the shores are piled with golden ingots, hexes of pearls, rich bales of oriental silks; and their deep recesses sparkle with diamonds, or flame with carbuncles. Here, in deep bays and harbors, lies many a spell-bound ship, long given up as lost by the ruined merchant. Here, too, its crew, long bewailed as swallowed up in ocean, lie sleeping in mossy grottoes, from age to age, or wander about enchanted shores and groves, in pleasing oblivion of all things.

Such are some of the marvels related of this island, and which may serve to throw some light on the following legend, of unquestionable truth, which I recommend to the entire belief of the reader.

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_THE ADELANTADO OF THE SEVEN CITIES_.

A LEGEND OF ST. BRANDAN.

In the early part of the fifteenth century, when Prince Henry of Portugal, of worthy memory, was pushing the career of discovery along the western coast of Africa, and the world was resounding with reports of golden regions on the main land, and new-found islands in the ocean, there arrived at Lisbon an old bewildered pilot of the seas, who had been driven by tempests, he knew not whither, and who raved about an island far in the deep, on which he had landed, and which he had found peopled with Christians, and adorned with noble cities.

The inhabitants, he said, gathered round, and regarded him with surprise, having never before been visited by a ship. They told him they were descendants of a band of Christians, who fled from Spain when that country was conquered by the Moslems. They were curious about the state of their fatherland, and grieved to hear that the Moslems still held possession of the kingdom of Granada. They would have taken the old navigator to church, to convince him of their orthodoxy; but, either through lack of devotion, or lack of faith in their words, he declined their invitation, and preferred to return on board of his ship. He was properly punished. A furious storm arose, drove him from his anchorage, hurried him out to sea, and he saw no more of the unknown island.