Thursday, October 20, 2016
Katrina Van Tassel, the daughter and only child of a substantial Dutch farmer. She was a blooming lass of fresh eighteen , plump as a partridge,ripe and melting and rosey cheeked as one of her father's peaches , and universally famed , not merely for her beauty, but her vast expectations. She was withal a little of a coquette, as might be perceived even in her dress which was a mixture of ancient and moderns fashions. She wore the ornaments of pure yellow gold,which her great great grandmother had brought over from Saardam; the tempting stomacher of the olden time: and withal a provokingly short petticoat, to display the prettiest foot and ankle in the country around.