Hallowe'en at Merryvale

								


             I. GETTING READY FOR THE PARTY        9

            II. THE FUN BEGINS                    15

           III. THE SWINGING APPLES               24

            IV. THE CANDY PULL                    29

             V. THE WITCH TELLS FORTUNES          35

            VI. BLOWING OUT THE CANDLES           44

           VII. THE SEARCH FOR THE SILVER COIN    49

          VIII. THE WONDERFUL PIE                 53

HALLOWE'EN
AT MERRYVALE

CHAPTER I
GETTING READY FOR THE PARTY

"What's Hallowe'en mean, Father?" asked Thomas Brown as the family was
seated at breakfast one morning late in October.
"It means the evening before All Saints Day," answered Father Brown.
"Do you remember what fun we had last year, Chuck?" remarked Toad, for
Thomas was called "Toad" by his friends, and Charley was known as
"Chuck."
"I should say I do," he answered.
The Browns had always lived in the town of Merryvale in a large, white
house, set far back from the street, and not far away was the home of
Toad's best friend Reddy and his brother Frank nick-named "Fat."
"We had great fun when I was a boy," resumed Father Brown, "for my
birthday anniversary falls on Hallowe'en and your grandmother would
always have me invite the boys in the neighborhood to a party on that
night."
"Oh, I wish mine weren't two days later or I might have a party too,"
sighed Toad.
"There's no reason, Thomas," said his mother, with a smile, "why you
can't celebrate your birthday on Hallowe'en, if you'd like to."
"Oh, Mother, that's fine," cried Toad, jumping up from the table and
running around to his mother's place to give her a hearty hug. "You
always make things right," he added.
"We'd better ask all the fellows in school today," suggested Chuck, "for
Saturday is Hallowe'en."
Toad lost no time when he reached school that morning in giving his
invitations to the party and all the boys were glad to accept, for they
always had a fine time at Toad's house.
When Saturday morning arrived, Mother Brown sent Toad off to the barn to
get some large red apples.
"Be sure they have strong stems," she warned him, "or I shall not be
able to use them."
The apples had been packed in barrels with plenty of straw to keep them
from freezing, and when Toad reached the barn he pulled out one after
another until he thought he had plenty. Just as he was wondering how
many trips he would have to make to get all the apples to the house, a
face peeped around the doorway.
"Hello, Reddy," laughed Toad, "come on in and help me with these apples.
I've got to carry them up to the house," he explained, "they're for the
party tonight."
"Couldn't we eat just one now?" asked Reddy, picking up from the floor
a shining red apple.
"Hey, not that one," cried Toad, "take one without a stem."
"Huh," protested Reddy, "what difference does that make? I wasn't going
to eat the stem."
Toad laughed.
"Mother wants strong stems on them. I don't know why," he explained.