Alexander Dick, Splores of a Halloween, Twenty Years Ago
“ To ride in high career, Some callants met, a merry crew, Yet each a decent chiel— Though on that night a’ seem’d possessed O’ something o’ the deil. Their runts clean through and through were bored And stuffed with raivelins fou, And like a chimley when on fire Each could the reek out spue: And thus convened they council held, Wi’ handsel whar they’d gang; A’ being settled and now dark, They set off in a bang. ”
