The ancient custom of providing children with a large apple on Allhallows Eve is still observed to a great extent at St. Ives. “Allan Day,” as it is termed, is the day of days to hundreds of children who would deem it a great misfortune were they to go to bed on Allan night without the time honoured allan apple to hide beneath their pillows. A large quantity of apples are thus disposed of, the sale of which is dignified by the term Allan Market.--Hunt’s _Romances of the West of England_, 1871, p. 388. LANCASHIRE. In Lancashire, says Hampson (_Med. Ævi Kalend._ vol. i. p. 365), it was formerly believed that witches assembled on this night to do “their deeds without a name,” at their general rendezvous in the forest of Pendle, a ruined and desolate farmhouse, denominated the _Malkin Tower_, from the awful purposes to which it was devoted. This superstition led to a ceremony called _lating_, or perhaps _leeting the witches_. It was believed that, if a lighted candle were carried about the fells or hills from eleven till twelve o’clock at night, and burned all that time steadily, it had so far triumphed over the evil power of the witches, who, as they passed to the Malkin Tower, would employ their utmost efforts to extinguish the light, and the person whom it represented might safely defy their malice during the season; but if by accident the light went out, it was an omen of evil to the luckless wight for whom the experiment was made. It was also deemed inauspicious to cross the threshold of that person until after the return from _leeting_, and not then unless the candle had preserved its light.--See _Year Book_, 1838, p. 1276. ISLE OF MAN. This festival, called by the islanders _Sauin_, was formerly observed in the Isle of Man by kindling of fires with all the accompanying ceremonies, to prevent the baneful influence of fairies and witches. The island was perambulated at night by young men who stuck up at the door of every dwelling-house, a rhyme in Manks, beginning: “Noght oie howney hop-dy-naw, This is Hollantide Eve,” &c. On Hollantide Eve, boys go round the town shouting out a doggrel, of which the following is an extract: “This is old Hollantide night, The moon shines fair and bright; I went to the well And drank my fill; On the way coming back I met a pole-cat; The cat began to grin And I began to run; Where did you run to? I ran to Scotland; What were they doing there? Baking bannocks and roasting collops. * * * * * If you are going to give us anything, give us it soon, Or we’ll be away by the light of the moon!”