The Stark County Democrat. [volume] (Canton, Ohio) 1833-1912, 1880-05-06
ICHABOD CRANE.
DEDICATED To r.


Ichabod Crane was man of great learning
Wnocame from The East for the purpose of turning
his knowledge to use, in mansion of books,
IN one OF the Hudson's green sheltered hooks,
Where the farmer boy stops, wishing and yearninp
That some day before long, he may see Il bnrning
The cracks ofth mansion estopped up with earth
IL boasts OF two windows a door and hearth.
Near one OF the windows, enjoying the air.
Sat Ichabod Crane in a high legged chair.
While several young lads, with greatdeal of mrth
Were Judging the teacher for all he was worth.
Now, Ichabod Crane, was proper name sor him
HIS nose tDds a cranes, his legs long and slim.
His hands were like sIde-boards his ears were like
sails,
And his great shoes were hobbled with ten pennv
nails;
His pants he kept up by the aid of a pin,
While one pocket protruded with a bottle of gin.
He received every week just one-half pound;
He paid for no lodgings, but boarded around
With the parents Of those whom he Instructed.
(Lucky for him this wasn't deducted
Or Ichabod might have been senseless to sound
And wasted seven feet of free, village ground)
The place he llkedbest to go for his meals
Was at the Van Tassels, whose daughter and fields
Were so amazingly fair in his covetou, sight,
That lie resolved one to. capture, then surely he
might
Have chance for the other,when old Baltus should
feel
Himself to be touched by Deaths coming seal.
A reckless young man then lived in the Hollow
By the name OF Brom Brones, a dare devil fellow.
On whom K'trna had more than once smiled
And had altered Brom's temper to that of a child
Now Brom could he take IchabOd all at one swallow
But he decided TO wait for the fun that would follow
Ichabod often heard of The Galloping Hessian.
But said that the story was naught but tradition,
He had heard Of such things before in his life
But the thing he was thinking of now was a Wife
And If fortune should favor his state with that bless
ing
He'd hunt up this man and give him threshing.
So 1chabod woodland thought he had won
But still there remained one thing to be done;
That was questlon-a most difficult task
The question Of questions that men fear to ask;
This thing Indeed would long have been DONE
Had he not feared frowns from the fair wooed one
One day while teaching his plain little school
He heard sounds Of great splasbing in an adjacent
pool;
A negro who gave him bid to party
AT Van Tassel's that night; so taking his stool,
He hurried the lads with the end of his rule.
lchabod hurried home, brushed up his hair,
Donned his best clothes entirely thread bare;
Borrowed horse from one Of his friends,
Saying when he returned he'd make proper
amends,
And starting at once for the house of his fair
He never once stopped until he reached there.
That night when he and his were alone
He suddenly proposed in sweet (?) undertone
She arose from her chair and showed him the door
Saying, "Ichabod Crane enter this house no more,
Ichabod took the hint and then he was gone.
Before she could think of the misChiefshed done.
You know the rest so Its no use to tell
What between him and the Hesslan beiell
IsuppOse he went back to the state whence he
came,
but don't you forget 1t" there once was a Crane,
And If ever you meet with any such fellow
Remember the Legend of Sleepy Hollow.