Knickerbocker's history of New York, vol. 1 (of 2)Irving, Washington
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Knickerbocker's history of New York, vol. 1 (of 2)
Irving, Washington
New York (State) -- History -- Colonial period, ca. 1600-1775
It was a pleasing sight, in those times, to behold the honest burgher,
like a patriarch of yore, seated on the bench at the door of his
whitewashed house, under the shade of some gigantic sycamore or
overhanging willow. Here would he smoke his pipe of a sultry afternoon,
enjoying the soft southern breeze, and listening with silent gratulation
to the clucking of his hens, the cackling of his geese, and the sonorous
grunting of his swine,—that combination of farm-yard melody which may
truly be said to have a silver sound, inasmuch as it conveys a certain
assurance of profitable marketing.
The modern spectator, who wanders through the streets of this populous
city, can scarcely form an idea of the different appearance they
presented in the primitive days of the Doubter. The busy hum of
multitudes, the shouts of revelry, the rumbling equipages of fashion,
the rattling of accursed carts, and all the spirit-grieving sounds of
brawling commerce, were unknown in the settlement of New Amsterdam. The
grass grew quietly in the highways; the bleating sheep and frolicsome
calves sported about the verdant ridge, where now the Broadway loungers
take their morning stroll; the cunning fox or ravenous wolf skulked in
the woods, where now are to be seen the dens of Gomez and his righteous
fraternity of money-brokers; and flocks of vociferous geese cackled
about the fields where now the great Tammany wigwam and the patriotic
tavern of Martling echo with the wranglings of the mob.
[Illustration: “HERE WOULD HE SMOKE HIS PIPE OF A SULTRY AFTERNOON.”]
In these good times did a true and enviable equality of rank and
property prevail, equally removed from the arrogance of wealth, and the
servility and heart-burnings of repining poverty; and, what in my mind
is still more conducive to tranquillity and harmony among friends, a
happy equality of intellect was likewise to be seen. The minds of the
good burghers of New Amsterdam seemed all to have been cast in one
mould, and to be those honest, blunt minds, which, like certain
manufactures, are made by the gross, and considered as exceedingly good
for common use.
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