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Within this desert oasis she bought some sheets and, in an aisle for Halloween products, a witch's hat and some green gunk from which to soil her face. In the car she applied the paint and cut holes in one of the sheets. When she drove up to the house, she honked on the horn repeatedly until the boy finally came out of the house begrudgingly. She rolled down the window.
Her face was still comely, and there was the mild mulishness in her expression that is seen in the countenances of many amiable yet obstinate persons. "No, I haven't heard," replied Abel, and he added a moment later, "What do they say?" "Well, Mr. Halloween had it from a man in Applegate who had it from a man in Petersburg who had it from a man in Richmond." "Had what?" "That Mr.
The pretended Halloween was a great success. So very excited, indeed, did David become over the swinging apples and popping nuts that he quite forgot to tell Mr. Jack what the Lady of the Roses had said until Jill had gone up to bed and he himself was about to take from Mr. Jack's hand the little lighted lamp. "Oh, Mr. Jack, I forgot," he cried then. "There was something I was going to tell you."
"Oh, talking about Halloween, and what we're going to do, and lots of things. It's going to be peachy." "Mind, you're not to destroy property or anything like that. Otherwise, you'll have to stay in the house Saturday night." He yawned with elaborate carelessness. "Just going to blow beans and ring doorbells, same as we did last year. Isn't it supper time? I'm hungry."
'Specially old lady Boyer's." The members nodded approval. On the Halloween preceding, Sid had discovered a solitary container on a window near the flat entrance and dashed it to the cement walk amid exultant yells. Hardly had the noise subsided when a wrinkled, gray-haired head made a distracted appearance at the opening, with a cry of, "I want my milk! I want my milk!"
That meant that it was long after six, and John was under strict orders to report upon his immediate arrival from school! But as he came in, still panting, the shining rod caught her eye, and his sin of omission was forgotten. "Pea shooter! Give it here, John. One night of Halloween pranks is enough, let alone a whole week of it." He surrendered the weapon reluctantly.
But what enrageth us the more is, that, while all our fun of Beltane, Halloween, Hogmanay, Hanselmonday, and all our old merrymakings, are gone with our absentee lords and thanes "Wha will their tenants pyke and squeize, And purse up all their rent; Syne wallop it to far courts, and bleize Till riggs and schaws are spent"
Granted, one could not stay comatose in innocence the delight of pulling some trivial plastic or paper objects from cereal boxes; Halloween costumes; or the Christmas togetherness. The newness of running around trying to beat the clouds or run barefoot after balls in the ecstasy of just being alive ended quickly to girl chases, obligations, family, and all of such dead weight.
Only Archie was absent, but that was merely because he had driven over to bring one of the Halloween girls in Abel's gig. Sarah had heard him whistling in the stable at daybreak, and looking out of the window a little later she had seen him oiling the wheels of the vehicle. It had been decided at supper the evening before that the family as a unit should pay its respects to Reuben.
Everything augured for a successful night of sport. "What'll we do?" "Let's go outside where there's room," Sid suggested. "My leg's gone to sleep." "Now," said John a few minutes later, as the five boys stretched themselves out on the soft grass beside the shack, "there's the garbage cans on the flats' back porches. They're never, taken in on Halloween." Silvey nodded.
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