By Ray Bradbury
"A fast-moving, eerie...tale set on Halloween evening. 8 costumed boys operating to satisfy their buddy Pipkin on the haunted condominium outdoor city come across in its place the large and cadaverous Mr. Moundshroud. As Pipkin scrambles to hitch them, he's swept away through a gloomy whatever, and Moundshroud leads the lads at the tail of a kite via time and area to go looking the prior for his or her good friend and the that means of Halloween. After witnessing a funeral procession in historic Egypt, cavemen getting to know hearth, Druid rites, the persecution of witches at midnight a while, and the gargoyles of Notre Dame, they meet up with the elusive Pipkin within the catacombs of Mexico, the place every one boy offers three hundred and sixty five days from the tip of his lifestyles to avoid wasting Pipkin's. more suitable by means of competently haunting black-and-white drawings."--Booklist
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The place are we? ” Moundshroud struck a flinty thumb into hearth and held it up. “Why, bless me, boys. It’s the darkish a while. The longest darkest evening ever. Christ lengthy in view that come and long gone on this planet and—” “Where’s Pipkin? ” “Here! ” cried a voice from the black sky. “I imagine I’m on a brush! It’s taking me—away! ” “Hey, me too,” stated Ralph after which J. J. , after which Hackles Nibley, and Wally Babb, and the entire leisure. there has been an incredible whisper like a big cat stroking its whiskers at the hours of darkness. “Brooms,” muttered Moundshroud. “The collecting of the Brooms. The October Broom competition. the once a year Migration. ” “To the place? ” requested Tom, calling up, for everybody used to be making site visitors at the air now in whisking shrieks. “The Broomworks, in fact! ” “Help! I’m flying! ” acknowledged Henry-Hank. Whisk. a brush whistled him away. an excellent brambly cat flashed by way of Tom’s cheek. He felt a wood pole among his legs leap up. “Hang on! ” acknowledged Moundshroud. “When attacked by means of a brush, just one factor to do, carry tight! ” “I’m conserving! ” cried Tom, and flew away. The sky used to be swept fresh with brooms. The sky used to be yelled fresh by means of boys occupying at the very least 8 of these brooms instantaneously. And what with altering their cries of worry to cries of enjoyment, the lads virtually forgot to appear or pay attention for Pipkin, equally sailed off between island clouds. “This means! ” introduced Pipkin. “As quickly as we will! ” stated Tom Skelton. “But, Pip, it’s lousy not easy to journey a broomstick, i locate! ” “Funny you assert that,” stated Henry-Hank. “I agree. ” every body agreed, falling off, striking on, hiking again. there has been now this sort of hustle of brooms as left no room for clouds, and none for mists and definitely none for fog or boys. there has been a major traffic congestion of brooms, as though all earth’s forests gave up their branches in a single growth and fling and, scouring autumn fields, minimize fresh and throttled tight such cereal grains as made sturdy sweepers, thrashers, beaters, then flew up. So right here got here the entire yard washline prop-poles on the earth. And the following got here with them, swatches of grass, clumps of weed, brambles of bush to herd the sheep-clouds and cleanse the celebs and journey the lads. acknowledged boys, every one on his personal thin mount, have been deluged with beatings and cuffings of flail and wooden. They have been punished critically for occupying heaven. They took 100 bruises each one, a dozen cuts, and accurately forty-nine lumps on their soft skulls. “Hey, I bought a bloody nostril! ” gasped Tom, fortunately, taking a look at the pink on his hands. “Shucks! ” cried Pipkin, going right into a cloud dry and popping out rainy. “That’s not anything. I received one eye close, one ear undesirable, and misplaced a teeth! ” “Pipkin! ” referred to as Tom. “Don’t maintain telling us to satisfy you after which we don’t be aware of the place! the place? ” “In the air! ” stated Pipkin. “Cheez,” muttered Henry-Hank, “there’s zillion, 100 billion, ninety-nine million acres of air wrapped world wide! Which half-acre does Pip suggest? ” “I mean—” gasped Pipkin. yet an entire bindle of broomsticks banged up in an akimbo dance like a go back and forth of cornstalks throughout his flight, or a farmland fence without notice come antic and in frenzies.