Halloween at Merryvale | Page 5

As it opened silently they saw
standing on the threshold a little, old woman, all bent over, a long black

cape and hood covering her from head to foot. She carried a cane with a
crook in it and leaned very heavily upon it as she walked.
Muttering to herself she crossed the room and took a seat by the fire.
Her coarse, gray hair fell in straggly locks about her face almost hiding
it from view.
Suddenly the lights went out, leaving the room in darkness, save for the
firelight.
"Place the pot before me," she ordered, in a high, broken voice, shaking
her stick at Fat.
"Yes, Ma'am," said Fat, hurrying to obey.
"She's got Fat scared to death," giggled Toad to Reddy.
From under her cape she now took a small paper bag and poured the
contents into the pot before her, then standing up she hobbled around it
three times, waving her arms and humming a queer little tune. Soon a
dull red light glowed from within the pot, getting brighter and brighter.
"It's magic," whispered Toad to Hopie Smith.
The old witch now sat down again and took from beneath her cape a
small pad, a long quill pen and a queer little bottle filled with milky
white fluid.
"If you drink any of that you'll get as small as a flea," said Fat in a low
voice.
The old witch rapped hard on the floor with her cane.
"Herbie, come forward," she commanded.
"Go ahead," giggled Reddy, giving him a little push and Herbie stepped
before the witch.
She did not notice him at first, being very busy writing upon a slip of

paper with the quill pen which she dipped into a little bottle. Presently
she raised her head and handed him the paper.
"Bend low thine ear," she said, and Herbie obeyed.
"Keep this until I am gone," she added, "then hold it over yonder
candle light, for thy fortune is written there."
Each boy was now called in turn and received a slip of paper. Then the
old witch arose.
"To those who obey my commands, good luck; to those who disobey,
ill fortune," she cried, shaking her stick in the air, and in another
moment she had quickly hobbled from the room.
Chuck now turned on the lights and Linn exclaimed:
"Where on earth did she ever come from?"
"Why, witches come out of the air," explained Toad. "They travel on a
broomstick."
"Let's see what she wrote on the papers," proposed Hopie Smith.
"Yes," agreed Reddy, "she told me to hold it over the candle light," at
which Chuck came forward with a candle that he placed on the center
table, holding his slip of paper over the flame. The other boys eagerly
gathered about to watch.
Soon the paper got hot and letters began to appear.
"Look, there's an 'a' and two 'e's,' and--and," cried Chuck, "it's quite
plain now. I can read it."
"Go on," shouted Reddy, "let's hear it."
Chuck began:
"If your head will rule your heart, From a cent you'll never part; So tell

your heart to rule your head, And all will mourn you when you're
dead."
"That means if you're stingy no one will care when you're gone,"
explained Linn, at which Chuck laughed with the others.
Herbie now held his over the light, and as the letters appeared, he read:
"Don't always be in too great haste, It often means a dreadful waste;
Await your turn and take with ease, The piece you want with fingers
greased."
"That's you and the molasses candy," laughed Reddy, adding, "Here's
mine:
"Your hair may be of brilliant hue, But this should never bother you;
For when the winter winds blow most, Your head will be as warm as
toast."
"That's great," cried Reddy as all the boys laughed.
Fat now held his slip over the flame, and, as the words appeared read
slowly:
"If you should eat a pound of lemons every other day, You'd grow as
lean as any pole, for so I've heard folks say; But if, upon the other hand,
you keep on eating pie, You'll grow so big and round and tall, you'll
almost reach the sky."
"You'd better be careful, Fat, and buy a barrel of lemons," suggested
Toad.
"I'll order a wagon-load," grinned Fat.
Hopie now held his paper near the candle, and in a moment read:
"If you're the lad, to find the coin That's hidden in the flour, You, the
highest will enjoy, Of health, and wealth and power."

Toad's turn now came and upon his paper was written:
"You're very fond of teasing all the girls, And pulling off the ribbons
from their curls; But mark my words, these tricks you'll surely rue, For
when you're grown, a few