"Double, double, toil and trouble;
Fire burn and cauldron bubble.
Eye of newt, toe of frog,
Wool of bat and tongue of dog,
Adder's fork and blind worm's sting,
Lizard's leg and howlet's wing...."
From The Three Witches, Macbeth
Tis the season of ghosts and goblins going from door to door collecting goodies in their bags to take home and feast on! Excitement is in the air and the children dress in their costumes, get their bags or pumpkins for their candy and go with their parents to trick or treat you, so you best be prepared with some goodies!!
"Hey ho for Halloween
When the fairies all are seen;
Some black and some green,
Hey ho for Halloween!"
...Traditional Irish Rhyme
The American Halloween tradition of "trick-or-treating" probably dates back to the early All Souls' Day parades in England. During the festivities, poor citizens would beg for food and families would give them pastries called "soul cakes" in return for their promise to pray for the family's dead relatives. The distribution of soul cakes was encouraged by the church as a way to replace the ancient practice of leaving food and wine for roaming spirits. The practice, which was referred to as "going a-souling" was eventually taken up by children who would visit the houses in their neighborhood and be given ale, food, and money.
The tradition of dressing in costume for Halloween has both European and Celtic roots. Hundreds of years ago, winter was an uncertain and frightening time. Food supplies often ran low and, for the many people afraid of the dark, the short days of winter were full of constant worry. On Halloween, when it was believed that ghosts came back to the earthly world, people thought that they would encounter ghosts if they left their homes. To avoid being recognized by these ghosts, people would wear masks when they left their homes after dark so that the ghosts would mistake them for fellow spirits. On Halloween, to keep ghosts away from their houses, people would place bowls of food outside their homes to appease the ghosts and prevent them from attempting to enter.
"Witches, werewolves, ghosts, and ghouls
Love to frighten little fools.
I'm not frightened! No, not me!
Is that a ghost behind that tree?"
"Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,
Over many a quaint an curious volume of forgotten lore--
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As if some one gently rapping at my chamber door.
"'Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door--"
...Edgar Allan Poe
Halloween has always been a holiday filled with mystery, magic and superstition. It began as a Celtic end-of-summer festival during which people felt especially close to deceased relatives and friends. For these friendly spirits, they set places at the dinner table, left treats on doorsteps and along the side of the road and lit candles to help loved ones find their way back to the spirit world. Today's Halloween ghosts are often depicted as more fearsome and malevolent, and our customs and superstitions are scarier too. We avoid crossing paths with black cats, afraid that they might bring us bad luck. This idea has its roots in the Middle Ages, when many people believed that witches avoided detection by turning themselves into cats. We try not to walk under ladders for the same reason. This superstition may have come from the ancient Egyptians, who believed that triangles were sacred; it also may have something to do with the fact that walking under a leaning ladder tends to be fairly unsafe. And around Halloween, especially, we try to avoid breaking mirrors, stepping on cracks in the road or spilling salt.
But what about the Halloween traditions and beliefs that today's trick-or-treaters have forgotten all about? Many of these obsolete rituals focused on the future instead of the past and the living instead of the dead. In particular, many had to do with helping young women identify their future husbands and reassuring them that they would someday—with luck, by next Halloween—be married. In 18th-century Ireland, a matchmaking cook might bury a ring in her mashed potatoes on Halloween night, hoping to bring true love to the diner who found it. In Scotland, fortune-tellers recommended that an eligible young woman name a hazelnut for each of her suitors and then toss the nuts into the fireplace. The nut that burned to ashes rather than popping or exploding, the story went, represented the girl's future husband. (In some versions of this legend, confusingly, the opposite was true: The nut that burned away symbolized a love that would not last.) Another tale had it that if a young woman ate a sugary concoction made out of walnuts, hazelnuts and nutmeg before bed on Halloween night she would dream about her future husband. Young women tossed apple-peels over their shoulders, hoping that the peels would fall on the floor in the shape of their future husbands' initials; tried to learn about their futures by peering at egg yolks floating in a bowl of water; and stood in front of mirrors in darkened rooms, holding candles and looking over their shoulders for their husbands' faces. Other rituals were more competitive. At some Halloween parties, the first guest to find a burr on a chestnut-hunt would be the first to marry; at others, the first successful apple-bobber would be the first down the aisle.
Of course, whether we're asking for romantic advice or trying to avoid seven years of bad luck, each one of these Halloween superstitions relies on the good will of the very same "spirits" whose presence the early Celts felt so keenly.
"The headless horseman rides tonight
through stark and starless skies.
Shattering the silence
with his otherworldly cries,
he races through the darkness
on his alabaster steed.
The headless horseman rides tonight
wherever the fates would lead..."
"You're in the mood for freaky food?
You feel your taste buds itchin'
For nice fresh poison ivy greens?
Try Wicked Witch's kitchen!..."
Cris, Joe and I would like to thank all of our members for making this league an awesome, #1 league, relaxing, exciting, true friendship, love, and most of all FUN!! We would not be what we are without each and every one of you!! A big THANK YOU that you so deserve!
We have some special members we would like to congratulate for a job well done!
Cris, Joe and I would like to congratulate this woman for all the things she does for the League. She is a very good Host, she is our Gillmark Lady who sends out cards to the sick and to ones who need prayer, or just need to be lifted up. She helps out in so many ways behind the scenes as well as in others tours. She is always fun to be with and gets the excitement flowing throughout the tours! Congratulations! The Trophy for Staff of the Month goes to Gillian! Thanks for all you do hun!
Secondly we would like to thank this next person for her support in every way in the tours. This lady is always in tours whether she likes to play the games or not. She is there always for support! She is our Post Mistress as well, welcoming all our new members and helping Gill with the birthdays in getting her the information Gill needs to keep on top of the parties we hold for our new and old members. Congratulations! The Trophy for Member of the Month goes to Clara! Thanks for all you do sweetie!
Last, but definitely not the least, we would like to thank one of our newer members of the league for her participation in tours and her selfless personality! She gives in many ways to our tours and to the members of the tours. She is such a joy to have with us. We enjoy her spirit! Congratulations and a special thanks goes to Judy! She receives the Wolflady's Sportsman Award for the month of October! Much appreciated hun!
Foxysden is so Blessed to have the talents we have in our members! You all are TRULY appreciated!
We have winners of the October Special Tours we would like to recognize!
The October Miss Mini Pageant
The winner of the Miss Mini Pageant was Gillian! Congrats sweetie! She won a Gem Card, 5000 Bux, and a Badge Album of her choice! Her name goes on the Miss Mini Pageant Trophy for the month!
First runner up was Connie! Congrats hun! She won a Badge of her Choice and 2500 Bux!
Second runner up was Clara! Congrats gal! She won a Gem Item of Choice and 1000 Bux!
The October Poker Championship
Our winner was our gun slingin' Miss Clara! Congrats Pistol Peckin' Mama! She won a Gem Card, 5000 Bux and her name on the Poker Championship Trophy!
Gillian holds a PJ Tour every Sunday evening from 7-9 and has lots of winners! Congrats to you all!!
"There's a goblin as green as a goblin can be.
Who is sitting outside and is waiting for me.
When he knocked on my door and said softly,
I answered, "No thank you, now please,go away!"
But the goblin as green as a goblin can be.
Is still sitting outside and is waiting for me.
Trick or treat, trick or treat,
Give us something good to eat.
Give us candy, give us cake,
Give us something sweet to take.
Give us cookies, fruit and gum,
Hurry up and give us some.
You had better do it quick
Or we'll surely play a trick.
Trick or treat, trick or treat,
Give us something good to eat."
A big THANK YOU! goes out to Joe on the behind-the-scenes work he has done. Please go to our web page and see the many cool things he has added for our members! He has a recipe book that is loaded with goodies and a Meet the Staff page with a very special message from God at the top of the page. Just click the white arrow and listen with an open heart to receive! Joe put in a Memorial Page that is beautifully done, and many more special things just for our Foxys! Please take time to look at the many things Joe has produced!
"If you are superstitious you'll never step on cracks.
When you see a ladder you will never walk beneath it.
And if you ever spill some salt you'll thrown some 'cross your back,
And carry' round a rabbit's foot just in case you need it.
You'll pick up any pin that you find lying on the ground,
And never, never, ever throw your hat upon the bed,
Or open an umbrella when you are in the house.
You'll bite your tongue each time you say
A thing you shouldn't have said.
You'll hold your breath and cross your fingers
Walkin' by a graveyard,
And number thirteen's never gonna do you any good.
Black cats will all look vicious, if you're superstitious,
But I'm not superstitious (knock on wood)".
Cris, Joe and I are going to have a Halloween Contest. This contest has to do with your minis. When you least expect it we will be taking pictures of your minis and placing them on the Fright Night Section of our Website for you to look at! Joe has made up an email Foxysden@ymail.com where you give us the 1st place, 2nd, 3rd, 4th and 5th place winners you feel are the best costumes. Send this between the 28th and 29th of October. Not before, because we will be adding pics throughout the month. On the 30th we will calculate your choices, and on the 31st we will announce the winners of the contest! Please check the Fright Night spot frequently to see what has been added. No names will be used, so your choices are fair to all. Any questions, please see Joe.
"There's a house upon the hilltop
We will not go inside,
For that is where the witches live,
Where ghosts and goblins hide.
Tonight they have their party,
All the lights are burning bright,
But oh we will not go inside
The haunted house tonight.
The demons there are whirling
And the spirits swirl about.
They sing their songs to Halloween.
"Come join the fun," they shout.
But we do not want to go there,
So we run with all our might
And oh we will not go inside
The haunted house tonight."
October 23rd is Foxysden Anniversary of 3 years being a very successful League! We will be having a week of tours with all kinds of gifts and prizes for our winners! More to come on that special event! So keep looking!
Better peek out that window
Before opening that door.
All shapes and sizes
In large herds they come.
They walk the streets
For treats they search
Running from door to door
It's a race to get there first.
Trick or treat, a treat preferred.
Why, who wants a trick? Hey, that's absurd.
Gobs of candy eaten along the way
OH, my tummy-- it's got an ache!
The things to look forward to
On Halloween night.
One things for sure,
It'll be a fright!"
"Little Old Man of the Barn"
When the peat will turn grey and shadows fall deep
And weary Old Callum is snoring asleep...
The Little Old Man of the Barn
Will thresh with no light in the mouth of the night,
The Little Old Man of the Barn.
A Scottish Halloween poem from Cris
In Cris's village, every Halloween it was a Scottish tradition to wheel a witch (stuffed of course now) and burn it in the village square!
The HAs and Staff wish you a very save month and an enjoyable Halloween!
May God Bless you abundently!