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Monday, October 31, 2011

The Goblins Will Get You . . .

This picture is my favorite of all I have ever taken. Can you see the ornate, short silver-plated candelabra? It sits on four curved, ornate feet. It was only $1. You know me...parsimonious (frugal), always. The candles came with about 9 or 10 candles in a box that said "dripless candles."--$1, cheap for the box. Hmmm, so why are they dripping?

Read this poem aloud to someone tonight.

Little Orphant Annie
by James Whitcomb Riley

Little Orphant Annie's come to our house to stay,
An' wash the cups an' saucers up, an' brush the crumbs away,
An' shoo the chickens off the porch, an' dust the hearth, an' sweep,
An' make the fire, an' bake the bread, an' earn her board-an'-keep;
An' all us other childern, when the supper things is done,
We set around the kitchen fire an' has the mostest fun
A-list'nin' to the witch-tales 'at Annie tells about,
An' the Gobble-uns 'at gits you
             Ef you
Onc't they was a little boy wouldn't say his prayers,--
So when he went to bed at night, away up stairs,
His Mammy heerd him holler, an' his Daddy heerd him bawl,
An' when they turn't the kivvers down, he wasn't there at all!
An' they seeked him in the rafter-room, an' cubby-hole, an' press,
An' seeked him up the chimbly-flue, an' ever'wheres, I guess;
But all they ever found was thist his pants an' roundabout--
An' the Gobble-uns'll git you
             Ef you
An' one time a little girl 'ud allus laugh an' grin,
An' make fun of ever'one, an' all her blood an' kin;
An' onc't, when they was "company," an' ole folks was there,
She mocked 'em an' shocked 'em, an' said she didn't care!
An' thist as she kicked her heels, an' turn't to run an' hide,
They was two great big Black Things a-standin' by her side,
An' they snatched her through the ceilin' 'fore she knowed what she's about!

An' the Gobble-uns'll git you
     Ef you

An' little Orphant Annie says when the blaze is blue,
An' the lamp-wick sputters, an' the wind goes woo-oo!
An' you hear the crickets quit, an' the moon is gray,
An' the lightnin'-bugs in dew is all squenched away,--
You better mind yer parents, an' yer teachers fond an' dear,
An' churish them 'at loves you, an' dry the orphant's tear,
An' he'p the pore an' needy ones 'at clusters all about,
Er the Gobble-uns'll git you
    Ef you

Your turn
Tell me about a scary Halloween, a funny experience on Halloween,
or something funny or scary that happened tonight.
Just entertain us with a Halloween story, even if you read this two
months later.

If you don't celebrate Halloween because of religion or ideology,
this is not the post to comment on that. I respect your opinions,
just don't want to hear them today. But, I will visit your post if you
email me and read what you say about it...kay?


  1. Love that poem....hmm....We went to a party where the host never showed up. It was in a rented hall and he was a well known lawyer. There was a man there dressed in a plaid polyestor suit and wearing a paper bag on his head. The bag was tied on with a rope and hade eye holes cut out. He stood alone all night just watching people- never responding to anyone. Nobody knew who he was but forever since then, we thought it was the host. He said he had an emergency case that night so never showed up. hm.
    Thats where I met my husband btw.
    Okay, not very creepy but if you were there, bag man would of creeped you out like he did me.

  2. No, that is a good story. It does not have to be creepy. Read again--I said funny or scary. That story falls under funny or strange. If it was the same body type and height, it probably was the host. Now, that is strange. But, I am glad you told us that is where you met your husband.

  3. I didn't get dressed up, but I did hand out candy and take a walk about the neighborhood. It was quite decked out. I live in a historic area of town and they block off some of the streets and the homeowners really go all out. Then the streets are crawling with just hundreds of kids. It is really a spectacle to behold. The highlights from yesterday were #1 A homemade pink carriage complete with lights and stepping boards carrying four adorable little princesses. #2 Hearing "The Devil Went Down to Georgia" blaring from a front porch only to follow the music to discover a live band and a whole yard full of dressed up people dancing all get out. There was a gorilla that danced until he fell down at which point people started pinching his fake, gorilla nipples. It was wild, just wild. I was kicking myself for not carrying my camera, but it probably would have been to dark anyways. Oh, it was fun.

    GREAT photo indeed, by the way. Dripless candles....not so much, are they?!

  4. Bld,
    What a great celebration. I wish you had had your camera. That all sounds so festive. I keep laughing at the gorilla falling down and his fate. Historic Districts can be fun fun fun or stodgy. That sounds like a great street party.

    I suspect the woman just used this very sturdy, engraved box to hold candles after she used the originals. It was an estate sale. The box was 50 years old. But, it made a great effect.

    Thanks so much for sharing your Halloween.

  5. Forgot to add that the photo is beautiful!

  6. Don't you love it when photos turn out better than you expected? Mine are all flukes though, if I had any that worked, LOL. I have a few that exceeded my expectations, but most of the time I battle my camera. So yay for photos that work!!

    That may have to be my Halloween story, considering we don't celebrate it here in Australia. My camera is possessed with the anti image, LOL. Your's is not. :)

  7. LOL...possessed camera. That's a good one. I knew that was an artistic scene, but I was shocked how nice it looked. S.H.O.C.K.E.D I did have backlighting from a street threw the black tablecloth over a chair so I would have a background. It worked.

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