 As Ichabod approached this fearful tree, he began to whistle: he thought his whistle was answered; it was but a blast sweeping sharply through the dry branches. As he approached a little nearer, he thought he saw something white, hanging in the midst...  The Edinburgh Monthly Review - Strana 2921820Úplné zobrazení - Podrobnosti o knize
 | Ernest Clark Hartwell - 1921 - 416 str.
...whistle was answered. It was 10 but a blast sweeping through the dry branches. As he approached a little nearer, he thought he saw something white hanging...it was a place where the tree had been scathed by 15 lightning and the white wood laid bare. Suddenly he heard a groan. His teeth chattered, and his... | |
 | Ernest Clark Hartwell - 1921
...; but on looking more narrowly, perceived that it was a place where the tree had been scathed by 15 lightning and the white wood laid bare. Suddenly he...chattered, and his knees smote against the saddle. It was but the rubbing of one huge bough upon another as they were swayed about by the breeze. He passed... | |
 | 1925 - 521 str.
...namesake, and partly from the tales of strange sights and doleful lamentations told concerning it. hanging in the midst of the tree: he paused and ceased...chattered and his knees smote against the saddle; it was but the rubbing of one huge bough upon another as they were swayed about by the breeze. He passed... | |
 | Arthur G. Adams - 1980 - 337 str.
...answered—it was but a blast sweeping sharply through the dry branches. As he approached a little nearer, he thought he saw something white, hanging in the midst of the tree—he paused and ceased whistling; but on looking more narrowly, perceived that it was a place... | |
 | Washington Irving - 1983 - 1126 str.
...was answered: it was but a blast sweeping sharply through the dry branches. As he appreached a little nearer, he thought he saw something white, hanging...— his teeth chattered, and his knees smote against die saddle: it was but the rubbing of one huge bough upon another, as they were swayed about by the... | |
 | Washington Irving - 1998 - 798 str.
...answered,—it was but a blast sweeping sharply through the dry branches. As he approached a little nearer, he thought he saw something white, hanging in the midst of the tree,—he paused and ceased whistling; but on looking more narrowly, perceived that it was a place... | |
 | Readpal - 2005
...was answered; it was but a blast sweeping sharply through the dry branches. As he approached a little nearer, he thought he saw something white, hanging...and the white wood laid bare. Suddenly he heard a groan—his teeth chattered, and his knees smote against the saddle: it was but the rubbing of one... | |
 | Washington Irving - 2007 - 40 str.
...was answered. It was but a blast sweeping sharply through the dry branches. As he approached a little nearer, he thought he saw something white, hanging in the midst of the tree. He ceased whistling, but on looking more narrowly, perceived that it was a place where the tree had been... | |
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