His worldly goods consisted of little else than his birch and pipe, and the shabby clothes on his back.

And as the length of his engagements depended on his good behavior, which was none of the best, he was frequently seen tramping from village to village in search of a job.
As for Doctor Critchel, Hanz felt that he owed him a debt of gratitude he could never pay, even were he to give him the farm.

It was no use offering the doctor a new suit of clothes, as he was never known to wear such things.

As for snuff-boxes, he had at least a dozen.

Hanz sent him a goose to roast for his dinner, a fat sheep, and a bag of extra flour, just from the mill.
I may have been too particular in describing how and when this young gentleman came into the world, but my reason for it is that there may be those among my readers who will recognize the great and very distinguished family of Von Toodleburg, which not many years ago amazed New York with its brilliancy, and be anxious to know some of the ups and downs of its early history..