by Carolyn Wells (1862 – March 26, 1942)
On All Hallow Eve
What lots of fun we can make,
With apples to bob,
And nuts on the hob,
And ring-and-thimble cake.
A paper boat
We will set afloat,
And on it write a name;
Then salt we’ll burn,
And our fortunes learn
From a flickering candle flame.
Tom said, “When it’s dark
We can strike a spark
From the fur of the big black cat.”
But I said, “No!
‘Twould tease kitty so—
And I love her too much for that.”
From Days and Deeds, 1918
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