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HALLOW'EEN

(Original) The witches leave their magic, " They leave their weary lo6ms, And 'gainst the stars you see them Riding back and forth On brooms Cleaving the dusky shadows O'er the dale and green; Hastening thru' the twilight To the tryst of Hallow'een. No time to spare, for witches, They must not stay behind, They 'must 'leave their cauldrons, And travel'with the wind— , Riding across the moonbeams And up their 'silver sheen, On through the purple darkness— For it is Hallowe'en. "LILAC" (13)'. Island Bay.'

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Evening Post, Volume CXXII, Issue 106, 31 October 1936, Page 20

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85

HALLOW'EEN Evening Post, Volume CXXII, Issue 106, 31 October 1936, Page 20

HALLOW'EEN Evening Post, Volume CXXII, Issue 106, 31 October 1936, Page 20