From: mimi@apollo.hp.com (Mimi Wellington)
Subject: OCTOBER KIDS' BOOK QUIZ
Date: Thu, 1 Oct 1992 12:50:42 GMT
Organization: Hewlett-Packard Corporation, Chelmsford, MA

Here it is:  the long-promised Halloween theme quiz!  It's
a tough quiz, and it's twice as long as my usual quizzes,
but I hope you enjoy it for its own sake, even if you can't
guess any of the quotes' sources.  I certainly had a great 
time reading all the terrific contributions and putting the 
whole thing together.

Speaking of those contributions, I was amazed by, touched by, 
and very, very grateful for the fantastic response I got to
my request for contributions.  Many people sent in quite a 
few quotes.  I tried to limit the number I used from each
person to one, so that all the contributors would be able to
play the quiz.  I also feel a personal obligation to be the
major contributor of the quotes in my quizzes, and that 
restricts the number of contributions I use.  But I wish I
could show you all the incredible ream of quotes people sent
me.  And they're all so good, too!  Ah, well, maybe there'll
be another Halloween quiz next year.

Quiz rules again:  you get a point for the author, a point for
the book/story/poem, and an extra point for more specific
identifications in such cases as chapter books and collections
of stories or poems.  I try to take quotes from fairly well-
known books, but I'm guilty of throwing in really great quotes
from little-known books.  Most, but not all, of the quotes come 
from authors I've not included in previous quizzes.

Please feel free to look up the quotes, ask friends, form teams,
whatever.  The basic rule is to enjoy yourself.

This month's quiz contributors are Kate Dudding, Margaret Gibbs, 
Marshall Gilliland, Laura McGinnis, Beth Mitcham, Ginger Ogle, 
Carolyn Peterson, Kathie Riggle, Barbara Swain, and Laura Wasko.
Remember:  quiz contributors get credit for accurate answers to their
own contributions.  So don't be shy!  Send me quotes!

EMAIL your answers to me and I'll tell you your score.  I'll
post answers at the end of the month.  I'll repost the quiz
mid-month, in case you miss it first time 'round.

So, without further ado, I present...

                Witches, Warlocks, and Wizards;
                Ghosts, Goblins, and Ghouls

                                             --Mimi Wellington
                                               mimi@apollo.hp.com         

*************************** OCTOBER KIDS' BOOK QUIZ *************************
                             
1.  In October, I'll be host
    To witches, goblins, and a ghost.
    I'll serve them chicken soup on toast.
    Whoopy once, Whoopy twice...
    
                   
2.  I asked the witch to change us into a beautiful prince and
    princess.  But she said no.  She said good boys and girls are more
    beautiful than princes and princesses. 
     
    
3.  "Children are rrree-volting!" screamed The Grand High Witch. "Vee
    vill vipe them all avay!  Vee vill scrrrub them off the face of the
    earth!  Vee vill flush them down the drain!"
    
    
4.  Hard as the heads of all goblins are, he thought he must feel that.
    And so he did, no doubt, but he only gave a horrible cry, and sprung
    at Curdie's throat.  Curdie, however, drew back in time, and just at
    that critical moment remembered the vulnerable part of the goblin
    body.  He made a sudden rush at the king and stamped with all his
    might on His Majesty's feet.  The king gave a most unkingly howl and
    almost fell into the fire.  Curdie then rushed into the crowd,
    stamping right and left.
    
    
5.  Up
     Spook
      Hill!
    WHOOoo!
    Down Spook Hill
    Through the woods
    Between the rocks
    
    
6.  When she went fearfully inside the house, the very first
    sight that greeted her eyes was a large flowerpot standing 
    in the center of the table.  The plant which grew from it
    was broad-leaved and luxuriant -- a good deal like a thriving
    rubber plant.
    
    Minx stared at it in horror.  "Oh, my golly!" she said,
    "Mrs. Sputter!"
    
    She became aware of Madame Snickasee who was glaring at her
    evilly from a corner of the room.  
    
    "Right!" she croaked.  "Your PTA friend, Mrs. Sputter.  Of
    all the pushy, obnoxious females, she was the worst!  But I
    must say she makes a nice bit of green in the room!"
    
    
7.  Farther still, the little old lady bumped into a shirt.
     
    And the shirt went SHAKE, SHAKE.
    
    "Get out of my way, you silly shirt!  I'm not afraid of you," said the
    little old lady.  And on she walked, a little bit faster. Bur behind
    her she could hear...
    
    Two shoes go CLOMP, CLIMP
    one pair of pants go WIGGLE, WIGGLE
    and one shirt go SHAKE, SHAKE.
    
    
8.  Witches, warlocks, necromancers, and wizards poured out into the meadow,
    with Gwendolen mincing among them, and hurriedly cast spells as they came.
    Muttering rolled around the garden.  The smell of magic grew thick.  
    Chrestomanci held up one hand as if he was asking for silence.  The 
    muttering grew instead, and sounded angry.
    
    
9.  Paul was staring at Miss Price, as if to drink in every detail of her
    apperance.  "I don't think you're a wicked witch," he said at last.
    
    Miss Price dropped her eyes unhappily.  "I know, Paul." she admitted in
    a low voice.  "You're quite right.  I started too late in life.  That's
    the whole trouble."
    
    
10. At this, the poor specter--quite out of his wits--
    Proceeded to shake himself almost to bits.
    He rattled his chains and he clattered his bones
    And he filled the whole castle with mumbles and moans.
    
    
11. Tolly, happening to dart back unexpectedly to pick up a pencil
    that had dropped from his pocket, saw one of the little French cakes
    move, jerkily, as if a mouse were pulling it.  Then it slid over the
    edge of the plate and twitched its way across the table and into the 
    twiddling fingers held ready for it behind Miss Power's back.
    
    
12. "Wizards love words.  Most of them read a great deal, and indeed one 
    strong sign of a potential wizard is the inability to get to sleep 
    without reading something first.  But their love for and fluency with
    words is what makes wizards a force to be reckoned with.  Their 
    ability to convince a piece of the world--a tree, say, or a stone--
    that it's not what it thinks it is, that it's something else, is the
    very heart of wizardry."
    
    
13. The Great Auk's ghost rose on one leg,
       Sighed thrice and three times winked,
    And turned and poached a phantom egg,
       And muttered, "I'm extinct."
    
    
14. Soon, more distant neighbors heard about the broom and visited the
    widow's farm.  The men who saw it seemed to agree, it probably was a
    wicked thing.  But their wives pointed out that it was a great help to
    the widow and could play the piano well, considering that it struck
    just one note at a time.  No one's feelings were as strong as Mr.
    Spivey's.  "It's evil and it's dangerous," he told everyone who would
    listen.  "We'll all be sorry it this thing stays among us."
    
    
15. Miss Hartley reminded herself that she had said she would even be
    willing to have a ghost in her class if only William would cheer up.
    He certainly seemed more cheerful this morning, and he seemed to be
    talking quite a lot, even though she couldn't see whom he was talking
    to.  She decided to keep a safe distance from the goldfish bowl and 
    see what happened.
    
    
16. The gruesome ghoul, the grisly ghoul,
    without the slightest noise
    waits patiently beside the school
    to feast on girls and boys.
        .
        .
    And when the gruesome, grisly ghoul
    has nothing left to chew,
    he hurries to another school
    and waits . . . perhaps for you.
    

17. Instead of living in the briars and the brambles, the caves and the heaths, 
    instead of flying around on her broomstick wherever she wanted, chanting runes,
    doing abracadabras, casting spells and hurly-burlies, this great-great 
    (multiply the "great" by about one hundred and you have some idea of how old
    she was) old grandmother Old Witch had to go and live on the top of an awful,
    high, lonely, bare, bleak, and barren glass hill!
    
    
18. A tremor ran through the werewolf's shrunken body.  It came again and
    again and grew stronger and stronger.  Then from his throat came a panting
    cough.  It grew louder and more rasping; it swelled to a roar that echoed
    back from the city's walls.  The werewolf was laughing.
    
    It was the most horrible sound Atreyu had ever heard.  Never again was
    he to hear anything like it.
    
    And then suddenly it stopped.
    
    Gmork was dead.
    
    
19. Every night at the same time he gave the loose board on the stairs a creak
    And the parlor door a little squeak
    And then Mr. and Mrs. Whittaker knew it was time to go to bed.
    
    
20. Then with a roar that shook all [the land] from the Western lamppost to
    the shores of the Eastern sea the great beast flung himself upon the
    White Witch.  Lucy saw her face lifted toward him for one second with
    an expression of terror and amazement.