ds to bed and get into bed backwards.
One word or exclamation by either of the three girls will break the
charm.

Should a gale arise and the wind appear to be rustling in the room,
during the baking or latter part of the preparation, if they look over
their left shoulder they will see their future husbands.

In some districts the pieces of cake are eaten in bed and not put under
their pillows but nothing must be drank before breakfast next morning.

Another variation is that two only make the cake and go through the same
form as the preceding, only they divide it themselves, then each eats
her portion and goes to bed backwards as in the first case and nothing
must be drank or a word spoken.

An uncooked dried salt fish eaten before going to bed in silence and
walking backwards and getting into bed the same way, causes ones future
husband to appear in a dream with a glass of water in his hand if a
teetotaller, or a glass of beer if he is not one. Nothing must be drank
before breakfast.

An old woman said she had tried it over 40 years ago and her husband
brought her a glass of beer and he was not an abstainer but rather the
reverse.

SEPTEMBER.

Right glad to meet the evening's dewy veil
And see the light fade into glooms around. _Clare._

The Harvest Home Suppers are now almost a thing of the past. I went to
one about eight years ago and suppose it will be the last. It is held
when the last load of corn is taken home. This load used to be decorated
with boughs and flowers and the youngest boy employed used to ride on it
singing:--

Harvest Home! Harvest Home;
Two plum puddings are better than one,
We've plowed, we've sowed,
We've reaped, we've mowed,
We've got our harvest home.

They also used to shout Largess! Largess! but seldom got anything given
them. It was merely an old custom.

In the evening the supper was held, and after supper songs were sung.
The oldest labourer used to propose the health of the Master and
Mistress and all would sing:--

HARVEST HOME.

Here's a health unto our Master, the giver of the feast,
Not only to our Master, but to our Mistress;
We wish all things may prosper whate'er he take in hand,
For we are all his servants, and all at his command.
Drink, boys drink, and see you do not spill,
For if you do you shall drink two, it is our Master's will.

I've been to France, I've been to Dover,
I've been to Harvest Home all the wo