that attitude of observation and spectatorship taught him by Addison.  The volume had a motto taken from Burton:  “I have no wife nor children, good or bad, to provide for—­a mere spectator of other men’s fortunes,” etc.; and “The Author’s Account of Himself,” began in true Addisonian fashion:  “I was always fond of visiting new scenes and observing strange characters and manners.”

But though never violently “American,” like some later writers who have consciously sought to throw off the trammels of English tradition, Irving was in a real way original.  His most distinct addition to our national literature was in his creation of what has been called “the Knickerbocker legend.”  He was the first to make use, for literary purposes, of the old Dutch traditions which clustered about the romantic scenery of the Hudson.  Colonel T. W. Higginson, in his History of the United States, tells how “Mrs. Josiah Quincy, sailing up that river in 1786, when Irving was a child three years old, records that the captain of the sloop had a legend, either supernatural or traditional, for every scene, ’and not a mountain reared its head unconnected with some marvelous story.’” The material thus at hand Irving shaped into his Knickerbocker’s History of New York, into the immortal story of Rip Van Winkle and the Legend of Sleepy Hollow (both published in the Sketch Book), and into later additions to the same realm of fiction, such as Dolph Heyliger in Bracebridge Hall, the Money Diggers, Wolfert Webber, and Kidd the Pirate, in the Tales of a Traveler, and some of the miscellanies from the Knickerbocker Magazine, collected into a volume, in 1855, under the title of Wolfert’s Roost.

The book which made Irving’s reputation was his Knickerbocker’s History of New York, 1809, a burlesque chronicle, making fun of the old Dutch settlers of New Amsterdam, and attributed, by a familiar and now somewhat threadbare device,[1] to a little old gentleman named Diedrich Knickerbocker, whose manuscript had come into the editor’s hands.  The book was gravely dedicated to the New York Historical Society, and it is said to have been quoted, as authentic history, by a certain German scholar named Goeller, in a note on a passage in Thucydides.  This story, though well vouched, is hard of belief; for Knickerbocker, though excellent fooling, has nothing of the grave irony of Swift in his Modest Proposal or of Defoe in his Short Way with Dissenters.  Its mock-heroic intention is as transparent as in Fielding’s parodies of Homer, which it somewhat resembles, particularly in the delightfully absurd description of the mustering of the clans under Peter Stuyvesant and the attack on the Swedish Fort Christina. Knickerbocker’s History of New York was a real addition to the comic literature of the world, a work of genuine humor, original and vital.  Walter Scott said that it