The pumpkins grew down in the cornfield. Their long, coarse stems lay sprawling on the ground. Their big, rough leaves looked like green umbrellas.
The boys saw a very large pumpkin. They were just going to pick it, but father said, “Not that one.”
Father looked around until he found a deep, yellow pumpkin. He told the children that deep, yellow pumpkins make the best pies.
The children soon found another pumpkin, somewhat smoother than the others. They picked that to use for a Jack-o’-lantern.
Then they went back to the house, carrying the huge yellow fruit with them.
The girls went into the house, to see mother make pumpkin pies.
Mother cut open the yellow pumpkin. Oh, how thick the meat was! Oh, how the fat, white seeds came tumbling out! Mother said the flesh was good because it had a nice fine grain.
Mother cut the flesh into small pieces, after she had peeled off the thick rind.
Then she put the pieces into a large iron pot to boil.
When the girls had seen the pieces disappear into the pot they went to see what the boys were doing.