On the eastern shore of the Hudson, in the depths of one of the bays, there is a village, not far from it there is a hollow, which for its quiet and serenity, and also for the phlegmatic disposition of its inhabitants, was called Sleepy. The place seems to be under some kind of spell, fascinating the minds of local residents who live in a world of dreaming reality. The whole district is replete with legends, “unclean places,” superstitions. The main spirit visiting this enchanted place is the Headless Horseman. It is said that this is the shadow of the Hessian cavalryman, who in the battle was torn off by a cannonball; His body is buried inside the church fence, and the spirit picks at night in search of a severed head. In those places about thirty years ago there lived a poor
“Legend of Sleepy Hollow” by Irving in brief summary
2017-06-29