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The dominant spirit, however, that haunts this enchanted region, and seems to be
commander-in-chief of all the powers of the air, is the apparition of a figure on
horseback, without a head. It is said by some to be the ghost of a Hessian trooper,
whose head had been carried away by a cannon-ball, in some nameless battle during
the Revolutionary War, and who is ever and anon seen by the country folk hurrying
along in the gloom of night, as if on the wings of the wind. His haunts are not
confined to the valley, but extend at times to the adjacent roads, and especially
to the vicinity of a church at no great distance. . . the ghost rides
forth to the scene of battle in nightly quest of his head, and that the rushing
speed with which he sometimes passes along the Hollow, like a midnight blast, is
owing to his being belated, and in a hurry to get back to the churchyard before
daybreak.
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