... of the fine ami '•right days which sometimes occur at this season, and mark the close of what has been termed the summer Hallow-een, there was this year nothing but wind, and rain,—pitiless, ceaseless rain. On Monday; to be sure, there was somt* little ...

... anxiety, consulted a fortune- teller. The cunning personage, of course, referred her to Mr. Patch. But this was not all. Last Hallowe’en, in obedience to instructions received, she quitted her home ; and having performed the incantation, Rape seed I throw—rape ...

... of the fine and bright clays which tme iines occur at this season, and mark the close what has been termed the summer of Hallow-een, there was this year nothing hut wind, ami rain,—pitiless, ceaseless rain. Mondav, to be sure, there was little hope that ...

... seventh pint of porter at the Chequers. Mrs. Patch is much addicted to divination, and has special faith in the creed of Halloween. It was, in fact, the burning of a couple of nuts on the bars of her grate, and the throwing of a turnip peel over her left ...

... seventh pint of porter at the Chequers. Mrs. Patch is much addicted to divination, and has special faith in the creed of Halloween. It was, in fact, the burning of a couple of nuts on the bars of her grate, and the throwing of a turnip peel over her left ...