“WHAT are you going to do with that monstrous pumpkin, Billy Boy,” asked Big Sister, one crisp autumn day.
“Going to make a Jack O’Lantern of it,” said the boy named Billy.
“Somebody, why do we dress up and make believe we’re a lot of witches on Hallowe’en when we know there is nothing like that in the world?”
“All Hallow Eve,” said Somebody, “is the name given to the vigil of Hallowmas, which falls on the night before the Feast of All Saints Day. The Ancients lighted bonfires on that night to scare away ghosts and witches.
“The Romans had a festival in honor of Pomona, the goddess of fruits, in which apples featured, which accounts for the custom of bobbing for apples in tubs of water, which to this day the young folks think is so much fun.”
“That’s all right for girls,” said the boy named Billy, “but regular fellows can find something better to do.”
“What, for instance?” asked Big Sister.
“Oh, making Jack O’ Lanterns, and playing tricks on other fellows,” said Billy.