Graham's Magazine, Vol. XXXV, No. 3, September 1849Various
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Graham's Magazine, Vol. XXXV, No. 3, September 1849
Various
Literature -- Periodicals; Literature, Modern -- 19th century -- Periodicals
“In cities,” she replied, “these customs are hardly known, but here they
have always prevailed among portions of the people. Halloween, though
not kept with the formality attending the occasion in the rural
districts of Ireland or Scotland, is yet remembered by hundreds of young
maidens who live far away from the great towns, and who improve the
occasion to get, if possible, a peep into futurity, and read therein an
answer to their heart’s eager questions.”
“Can it really be,” said I, in return, “that superstition like this
prevails in an age and among a people so enlightened. Fortune-tellers
would find a rich harvest in these regions.”
“Not richer, I presume,” returned Aunt Edith, “than among your more
enlightened dwellers in cities.”
“True, we have fortune-tellers and astrologers in abundance, and they
appear to find enough silly people to encourage and support them. But
what is the nature of these love tests that so many of your country
maidens apply on Hallow-Eve?”
Aunt Edith smiled as she answered,
“They are of various kinds. Among the most common is burning nuts on the
hearth. A young maiden will take two nuts, and naming one for the man
who is, or whom she would like to have for her sweetheart, and the other
for herself, she puts them in the fire, and accordingly as they burn
quietly together, or start from beside one another, will be the future
relation toward each other by the lad and lassie. Don’t you remember
these verses in Burns’ “Halloween”:
The auld guidwife’s well hoordit nits
Are round an’ round divided
An’ monie lads’ an’ lassies’ fates
Are there that night decided;
Some kindle, couthie,[1] side by side,
And burn thegither trimly;
Some start awa’ with saucy pride,
And jump out ower the chimlie
Fu’ high that night.
Jean slips in twa wi’ tentie e’e,[2]
Wha ’twas she wadna tell;
But this is _Jock_, an’ this is _me_,
She says in to hersel;
He bleezed ower her, an’ she ower him,
As they wad ne’er mair part!
’Till fuff,[3] he started up the lum,[4]
An’ Jean had e’en a sair heart
To see ’t that night.
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[1] Lovingly.
[2] Watchful eye.
[3] With a puff or bounce.
[4] Chimney.
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The girls were all listening with fixed attention, and even Mr. Wilmot
was interested.
“This, as I remarked,” continued Aunt Edith, “is one of the commonest
modes of trying sweethearts. There are many others, and some of them
involve ordeals that would make the stoutest nerves quiver.”
“Did you ever try any of them?” I inquired, half forgetting myself in
asking so pointed a question.
“Perhaps I have,” replied Aunt Edith, smilingly. “A young maiden will go
through a great deal, in order to get some kind of an answer to a
question that so deeply involves her happiness. But you mus’n’t expect
me to make any confessions.”
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