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Letter from Mustapha Rub-a-dub Keli Khan to Muley Helim

al Raggi, surnamed the Agreeable Ragamuffin, chief Moun-

tebank and Buffo-dancer to his Highness,...........................................................................248

James I. of Scotland,.........

How Peter Stuyvesant relieved the Sovereign People from the

burden of taking care of the Nation-with sundry particulars

of his conduct in time of peace,......................................
.............257

Showing the great difficulty Philosophers have had in peopling

America and how the Aborigines came to be begotten by

Accident, to the great relief and satisfaction of the Author,....266

Wouter Van Twiller,...................................................
................272

The Grand Council of New-Amsterdam-with reasons why an

Alderman should be Fat.........................

Letter from Mustapha Rub-a-dub Keli Khan to Asem Hac-

chem, principal Slave-Driver to his Highness the Bashaw of

Tripoli,................

Ichabod Crane and the Galloping Hessian,.......................................................................285

On Greatness,................................
..........................................................................291

A warlike Portrait of the great Peter-and how General Von

Poffenburgh distinguished himself at Fort Casimir,................299

Dirk Schuiler and the valiant Peter,.....................................................................................307

Mutability of Literature,.................................................................................................................................................314

BEAUTIES

OF

WASHINGTON IRVING.

THE INN KITCHEN.

DURING a journey that I once made through the Netherlands, I had arrived one evening at the Pomme d'Or, the principal inn of a small Flemish village. It was after the hour of the table d'hote, so that I was obliged to make a solitary supper from the reliques of its ampler board. The weather was chilly; I was seated alone in one end of a great gloomy dining-room, and my repast being over, I had the prospect before me of a long dull evening, without any visible means of enlivening it. I summoned mine host, and requested something to read; he brought me the whole literary stock of his household, a Dutch family-bible, an almanack in the same language, and a number of old Paris newspapers. As I sat dozing over one of the latter, reading old news and stale criticisms, my ear was now and then struck with bursts of laughter which seemed to proceed from the kitchen. Every one that has travelled on the continent must know how favourite a resort the kitchen of a country inn is to the middle and inferior order of travellers; particularly in that equivocal kind of weather, when a fire becomes agreeable towards evening. I threw aside the newspaper, and explored my way to the kitchen, to take a peep at the group that appeared to be so merry. It was composed partly of travellers who had arrived some hours before in

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