" What are you doing behind my cornstalks? There was to be no pumpkin-pie-eating for you,” said the angry voice of the spirit that lived in the scarecrow.
Shaking with fear, Angus turned to face the scarecrow, and the pie fell to the earth.
“I…I was hungry and didn’t think Mom would mind,” said Angus.
But Angus’s excuse only made the spirit angrier, and he shouted at Angus. “You were told to go to bed and to eat no pie.” And swinging the great scarf he wore like long arms flapping in the wind, the scarecrow turned Angus into a little dog.
“Because you now have fur the color of fallen leaves, you will be called Autumn,” the scarecrow said as he made another swirl of his great scarf. “And because you stole and ate your mother’s pie, every night you will climb the ladder to the barn loft and guard a magic pumpkin until a forgiving soul carves it and releases the power to change you back to a boy.” The scarecrow spirit spoke in a voice as chilling as the cold which ruffled the cornstalks standing beneath him.
As Autumn ran back to the farm he tried to think of a way to get someone up to the loft to carve the magic pumpkin. But thinking is not easy when you have just been changed into dog. So no ideas came to him.
Great sadness now fell over the farm and the daily tasks were done with little joy.
“Maybe Angus just ran away,” Angus’s mother said in a voice full of sorrow.
“Or maybe he’s been taken over the fields by an angry spirit,” said his father.
“Well, at least we have
,” the mother said, pointing to the playful little dog that had suddenly come to the farm and during the day always kept her company.
But when evening came Autumn slipped away and sadly climbed the steep ladder to the barn loft. There he lay with his head next to the magic pumpkin, guarding it through the night. Sometimes he thought he could almost hear sounds from deep within the pumpkin. As if messages from the sun and the moon somehow entered through the pumpkin’s stem to rest among the silent seeds. "
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