erally agreed that the one for whom the first that pops is named, loves.
"If he loves me, pop and fly;
If he hates me, live and die."
Often the superstition connected therewith is forgotten in the excitement of the moment.
"When ebery one among us toe de smallest pickaninny
Would huddle in de cbimbley cohnah's glow,
Toe listen toe dem chilly wun's ob ole Novembah's
Go a-screechin' lack a spook around de huts,
'Twell de pickaninnies' fingabs gits to shakin' o'er de embahs,
Letters of the alphabet are carved on a pumpkin. Fate guides the hand of the blind-folded seeker to the fateful initial which he stabs with a pin. Letters cut out of paper are sprinkled on water in a tub. They form groups from which any one with imagination may spell out names.
