What happened to my predecessor, Winthrop Palmer?
I TOLD YOU! Didn't have the grit of a short chicken after Brom Bones thumped him. Looked over his shoulder one dark night, saw the Headless Horseman coming after him. Galloped his horse straight away over the Palisades and right down into the Hudson River. Fred Dutcher saw it first hand, bad currents in the Hudson hereabouts, Old Palmer never had a chance. If the jump didn't do it, the river did.