Halloween, Halloween,
Fires burn high,
Who shall say certainly,
Who can tell truthfully
What solemn company
Pass through the sky?
---Molly Capes
Fires burn high,
Who shall say certainly,
Who can tell truthfully
What solemn company
Pass through the sky?
---Molly Capes
For today's Hallowe'en post I thought I'd share some old Hallowe'en graphics. Below are three images from a defunct children's magazine, Wee Wisdom. Special thanks to Van Reid.





One of my favorite books as a child was a 1936 (reprinted 1964) collection of stories and poems called Ghosts And Goblins, edited by Wilhelmina Harper. Here is a Carl Sandburg poem from the anthology:
Theme in Yellow
I spot the hills
With yellow balls in autumn.
I light the prairie cornfields
Orange and tawny gold clusters
And I am called pumpkins.
On the last in October,
When dusk is fallen,
Children join hands
And circle round me
Singing ghost songs
And love to the harvest moon;
I am a jack-o'-lantern
With terrible teeth
And the children know
I am fooling.
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