Rip Van Winkle was an amiable and "Simple good-natured man; moreover, he was a kind neighbor."
Thanks for fixing that, Rip!
He was, however, a "henpecked husband."
Why aren't you doing your work? You do everyone elses but never your own! Are you even listening?
One day after Dame Van Winkle yelled at him, he decided to "Take gun in hand and stroll to the woods."
His trusty companion, Wolf
On his way down from the Kaatskill mountains, he hears his name being called. He meets a short man in a jerkin or a Dutch sleeveless jacket who introduces him to "A company of odd-looking personages playing nine-pin."
After drinking from a flagon that the strange men had brought, he fell asleep. He woke up and wandered back into town, wondering "What excuse shall [he] make?"
When he returns to town, he discovers that he was asleep for 20 years, that his wife is dead and his children grown, and that a new country rules the colony.
He finds out that he became something of a folk tale, and is welcomed back. He moves in with his daughter and resumes his old habits.