For jumping soon becomes a habit.

[Jack Frost shakes hands with Jack-be-Nimble, and the Witch taps with her cane each time, as a new Jack enters.]

Jack-in-the-Pulpit:

I am Jack-in-the-Pulpit, very shy,

Scarce glancing at the passerby;

If truths on Hallowe’en you’d teach,

You’d find me very glad to preach.

Jack-in-the-Box:

I’m Jack-in-the-Box, I know no reason,