Tasha Tudor ~ Oxford University Press, 1938
The very first published work of Tasha Tudor, it was followed shortly thereafter by an Easter book and a Christmas story all of which are similar in size. The later of which, my mother has been forever seeking out (her childhood copy was lost), but a search online will show that Snow before Christmas is way beyond her reach at this point. This is one of those instances when I have no idea why a publisher wouldn't reprint a book, when it is so obvious there is a market for it, but, hey... that's why I blog at a substantial financial loss and they make the big bucks.
This one, however, is still in print in paperback, but my copy is a wee hardcover in library binding that I bought for 25 cents. Teenie tiny little illustrations and handwritten print make this title especially dear, and the story is charming and innocent. Pure gold really.
Sylvie Ann was visiting her grandmummy in Connecticut. It was Halloween and Sylvie wanted to make a pumpkin moonshine, so she put on her bonnet and started out for the cornfield to find the very finest and largest pumpkin. The cornfield was on top of the hill, quite a way from the house, so Sylvie took Wiggy for company. The hill was very steep, it made Sylvie and Wiggy puff like steam engines. When they reached the field, Sylvie looked among the shocks of corn for the very fattest pumpkin. Way across the field she found such a fine one!
A fine pumpkin that is so very big, poor little Sylvie can't lift it and has to roll it home. But remember, the pumpkin patch was on a hill, and what is up, must roll down. Farmyard chaos ensues, until finally the runaway pumpkin is wrangled into a pumpkin moonshine (referring of course to a jack-o-lantern) and, once again, all is right with the world.
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