Kansas agitator. [volume] (Garnett, Kan.) 1890-1905, 1905-05-19
Especial Correspondence

Tarrytown-on-H Hudson is but twenty
six miles from New York by the old
Post road, or what Is left of that men,
orable highway. If the boom in The
Bronx continues, the subway will, by
and by, hurry its passenger to the
verge of Sleepy Hollow. New York is
growing! Lines of transportation
and factories are desecrating spots
that were sacred. Tarrytown has four
manufactures, and a dozen others
have been kept away by the stub
born fight of rich landlords. John d.
Rockefeller owns thousands of acres
adjoining the town. The four tracks
of the New York Central are insult
ficient for the traffic from the metrop-
oils. A quadruple track electric line
is now being built by this company
1t will parallel the steam road and
run to Croton, ten miles up the Hud-
son from Tarrytown. Commercialism
is on every hand.
But there is only one Sunnyside. Its
ivy-grown porch is none the less at
tractive when all things are glori-
fed by the snow.
"A token Of friendship immortal
With Washington Irving returns
Scott's ivy entwined Ger his portal
BY the Blue eyed Lassie of Burns.
Tramping back through the snow, !
saw a great white mass fall from a
wind-blown tree 1t took on fantastic
shapes as it whirled about in the air.
Given this eery influence, my thoughts
shaped images of old Baltus Van Tas-
sci and the fair Katrina and 1chabod
Crane and Van Brunt. | was even
prepared to hear the mad race of the
Headless Horseman, but checked my
self in time. 1t would be moonlight
on the Hudson in a few hours, and |
could afford to wait.
The Old Dutch House.
Tommy Dean built the old Dutch
house at the corner of Broadway, on
the hill, in Tarrytown. He built it in
1850. Before death called him. he
became one of those early million
aires, and was worth about $4,000.
The Dutch Tea Room and curio store
occupies the house now. You can go
there, as l did, and get delicious
meal, with tea or coffee that is excel
lent And after you have eaten,
typical Dutch girl, sweet and smiling,
will show you through all the odd lit
tie rooms. She will try to sell you
various attractive articles, but one is
not pressed unduly to buy. Most peo-
pie, however, come away with a pack
age of tea, book or something as
memento. When you have finished
inside of the house, you can go out
and take a snapshot as / did. There
is the box hedge, crowned with snow,
and the big grapevine climbing over
the kitchen. The hedge and vine are
$50 years old.
And now you walk few blocks on
Broadway, formerly the old Post road,
and stand before the monument Of
John Paulding, minute man. Here the
spy, Major John Andre, was captured,
Sept. 20, 1880, by Paulding and others.
His capture brought to light the
treachery of Arnold. But however
much we loathe the traitor, Benedict
Arnold, let us not overlook the men
that gave him gold. And let us some
times remember kindly Quebec and
Saratoga and Ticonderoga, and think
with so much charity as we may Of
the lonely, world-accursed and self
damned old man, alone on his death
bed in the suburbs Of London.
"Cowboys" in the Revolution.
Cowboys are supposed by most peo-
pie to be peculiarly product of the
West. Irving tells us, however, that
chivalric order, known as Cowboys,
fought the British along the Hudson.