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190 Hist! harken to goblins' footsteps, or wing's I I hear them so plain, don't you? The ghoses us children find in the barn; They flit around and cry, "Woo, woo !"

No, sir, it is not the rats in the mow, Nor noise of the wind that moans ; They're ghoses that's hauntin' the old barn loft With awful screeches and groans. We hide and we watch, all holdin' our breath, We hear and we see them, too; By day, or by night, when th' wind's blowin' right, They dodge 'round and cry, "Woo, woo !"

At night they bewitch the horses' long manes, They tangle the harness all; They tie the halters in goblinses' knots, They let loose a horse in a stall. They swing in the rafters spider-web swings, They dance, and they drink the dew; They revel all night, and when it is light, They flit 'round and cry, "Woo, woo !"

I SAW three witches as the wind blew cold, In a red light to the lee; Bold they were and over-bold, As they sailed over the sea, Calling for "One, two, three!" Calling for "One, two, three!" And I think I can hear It a-ringing in my ear, A-calling for their "One, two, three!"