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*  Update 31 October 2012  *
**  Update 20 November 2017  **
***  "The Great Pumpkin Battle"  ***
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  Pumpkin Sacrifice!
Pumpkin Tiki Hula at the Harvest Feasts of the Spontoon Archipelago!
Presented here for educational anthropomorphological purposes only!
Reported by our Correspondents: Ken Fletcher, Taral Wayne & J. Maxwell Young,
David Ackermann, Farellemoon, JellooftheAntiCrumb, L. Frank,
& Henrietta Anabelle Weathers.
More up-to-date reporting through 31 October 2012.

"Pumpkin Sacrifice Hula Festival" - by L. Frank
"Pumpkin Sacrifice Hula Festival" - (larger file here - 1 MegaByte)
by L. Frank -
(Uploaded 31 October 2012)

"Remember, remember, the pies of November -
Pumpkin pies, spicy and hot!
I see no reasoning, that pumpkin pie seasoning,
should ever be forgot!"

  (Traditional Rain Coast 'Gal Fox Night' rhyme - adapted for Casino Island)
(Uploaded 31 October 2012)

"Hallowe'en Bleeze"
a recounting of the folk customs of a Spontoon Island village
by Henrietta Anabelle Weathers

(Uploaded 31 October 2012)

Hallowe'en Bleeze

Henrietta Anabelle Weathers

In one isolated little hamlet, they still build a “Hallowe’en bleeze.” The custom came with furs settling Perthspon, a wee village on Main Island. Och, they originally came from Perthshire ere time past counting. Like so many others they left Scotland during the Clearances, seeking their own way.

No other Spontoon village celebrates quite like Perthspon. In the morning of this day, the teen-agers go from house to house collecting the pumpkins and all the ingredients for unique pumpkin pies. Everything is carried to the central market square.

Then the teens head out to collect bundles of sticks and grasses collected during past weeks. They build up tall stacks on the tops of three hills that surround their village. After all is ready, they dig a small ditch ’round the fire in a circle, like the sun or like a pumpkin pie. Or one might wonder if it is more likely in answer to the moon. After all, the work is in the day, the excitement comes after dark.

All the mommy furs are gathered in market square to make the pies.
The younger furs are busy helping their mommies.
They chop up pumpkins and boil all those little pieces in big kettles.
Stirring and stirring, chanting to an orange stompin’ beat.
After the pumpkin gets mushy, they pour in some milk and quite a few eggs.
Stirring and stirring.
Their arms become tired of stirring.
Their footpads tired of standing.
But the best part then arrives…
When they pour in the spices,
cinnamon, ginger, nutmeg and cloves, and the sweet dried pineapple.
Oh, it smells so good they forget they’re tired and do a little hopping dance all together.

Meanwhile, the mommies have made circle after circle of piecrust.
Filling pan after pan with the dough, they throw in a pinch of sugar.
And ladle in the soupy fragrant pumpkin.

The daddies have been busy too, building clay ovens around the edge of market square. Building fires and letting them burn down to coals. All will be just right for baking the pies. Mmmmmmmmm, every fur is anticipating this fall evening.

The pies go over the coals and a wondrous scent drifts on the evening air across the village. The teens come down from the hills carrying long poles, mosses tied tightly on top. They stand in a circle while mommies and daddies sit in the middle enjoying the pumpkin perfume, swaying and chanting softly while small children dance around them.

This is the In-Between Time. All the home fires have been extinguished. Every year, the Hallowe’en Bleeze allows everyfur to be thankful for what has come and what is yet to come. They let go of trials and tribulations of the past seasons, taking a break from everyday work and life. The air is mellow, the sounds are soft, children soon lie down on the ground and fall asleep.

In a little while, the teens stamp their poles on the ground and chant in praise of the old year that brought this bountiful harvest and suddenly run up the hills to light their torches from each hilltop bleeze. When the grown-ups see wobbly fires moving back toward them, they leave the square singing. By their doorways they wait until the torches arrive to re-light their hearth fires. Then reaching inside, everyfur grabs special new scarves and jewelry to wear in celebration.

All together now, they shift to joyous melodies and laughter. Dancing, waving their paws, all return to the square. The pies are ready. There is no more delay. The world has turned to show a new side. The grandmothers sing a special blessing on the harvest, the food, the furs and the whole village. Then all eat pie. The smallest children are fed first and quietly taken home to bed. The teens take their pumpkin pies back up the hills, sitting in circles they enjoy the feast and private moments. Next year some of them will be mommies and daddies.

All the grown-ups in the square together, smile at each other, dig into the pies, rejoicing in good fortune, sweet pumpkin flesh and each other. The mysterious moon watches over all. Secretly smiling.


Kelpie can remind us that the Pumpkin Sacrifice Hula Festival is coming.
More contributions welcome!

"Messygirl" by Farellemoon
"Messygirl" (featuring Kelpie) by Farellemoon
(The artist will be at Furfright 2008 convention in the Artists' Alley)
(Update 16 October 2008)

"This can of spices is not totally stale! Tell me, Doctor, do you smell... Pies?"
(Ptomkin, assistant Pharmacognosist - strip 335 of Dr. Barnacle and the Banana Fiends)

  Ritual JackO'Lantern Dance (thumbnail) - by Ken Fletcher
Ritual JackO'Lantern Dance - Spontoon Archipelago 1931
(as drawn at great personal risk by our correspondent, Ken Fletcher)
(A larger 460 Kb version of the same image, with the same pumpkiny dithering)
(Update 19 November 2007)

Pumpkin Tiki by night! (sculpture & photo) (thumbnail image) - by David Ackerman
Pumpkin Tiki by night! Carved by David Ackermann, October 2007
Daytime view from the front -- View from the side.

[A public service announcement from the Ravin-Raven Radio & Newsreel Network!]

Pumpkin Tiki Sacrifices!

It is 1935!
See the primitive rites of the harvest festivals!
The dying heads of the pumpkin-folk piled in pyramids
 at the altar-tables of the roasting oven temples!
The dances of the Squash Maidens! The prancing with the Pumpkin heads!
Heads carved open and the innards scooped out with sticky paws,
wet fibers plopping into slimy seed-gooey piles!
Shells of heads carved into gruesome guro tiki tribal features!
Burning flame for Brains! Orange glowing eyes in the darkness of the dancing groves!


KISSED BY SPICY half-to-three-quarters naked SAVAGE DANCERS!



[Coming soon: A documentary of Spontoon Archipelago savagery,
here on the Ravin-Raven Radio & Newsreel Network!]

Pumpkin Worship
An article discovered by our informant
Taral Wayne
Anthropomorphologist from Toronto, Ontario.

"Pumpkin worship by the modern peoples of the Central Pacific islands is commonly thought to be a distant memory of primeval head hunting customs. Certainly it is true that the islanders of the Cook, Nimitz, and Piccard Seas did engage in head hunting wars long before the advent of European and Asian explorers in the 15th. and 16th. centuries. Many intact skull shrines are still popular tourist stops, particularly in the Spontoon Island Independencies, where they are protected by law. (Elsewhere they have been largely vandalized by unscrupulous relic hunters, and religious bigots.)

Another often heard theory is that the worship of pumpkins is a recent import from Europe, and indeed the Hallowe'en pumpkin is conflated in the popular imagination with the true Spontoon (or other Island) pumpkin.

Nor is it to be confused with The Great Pumpkin, a spurious invention dating from mid-20th. century America.

The true origin of Central Pacific pumpkin reverence lies elsewhere. To understand it, we must look instead to the moon. Anyone who has seen the great silvery orb of our sister planet, hanging over the dark Pacific, must remark on its ghostly features! The early peoples of the Central Pacific saw no "Man in the Moon" but a ghastly goblin. It leered down at them, hungering for the souls of anyone on the water after the sun had set. Often enough it's hunger was satisfied, as fishers frequently failed to return as expected at nightfall. To mark the home of a family whose son or father or brother had fed the insatiable goblin moon that night, neighbors carved its likeness on the Mocha-Moshe island fruit, and left its grinning presence by the hut door.

In later centuries the island fruit was replaced almost universally in cultivation by European crops. The great orange pumpkin, though the colour of blood and therefore life, replaced the Mocha-Moshe's pale skull like form. Similarly, the islanders grew to depend less on fish as a livelihood, and loses to the hungry moon diminished to rare occurrences. People began instead to place the image of the "living" moon outside their huts only during the Harvest Festival, a quaint remnant of the prior gloomy custom now celebrated by good cheer and feasting."

-- from "The Bowl Under the Sky: Modern Pacific Rim Folk Ways and Extinguished Customs of Past Ages", Prof. Roy Hinkley, BS, MA, Ph.D., 1956, Castaway Press, Honolulu.

"Just imagine Fay Wray singing this with a chorus of island maidens in that 1935 MGM Halloween epic that was closed down by the Hayes Office:" - J. Maxwell Young

" Spontoon Halloween Croon"

Spontoon, Spontoon,
Awash in a monsoon,
Come Halloween
It's seldom seen
Because of the typhoon.

Spontoon, Spontoon,
Beneath the tropic moon,
An orange glow
 From far below
Recalls the tiki tune.

Spontoon, Spontoon
The island maidens croon.
Spontoon, Spontoon,
Across the ghostly dune.
Spontoon, Spontoon,
All gone so very soon,
Spontoon, Spontoon, Spontoon.

-Lyrics by J. Maxwell Young

Pumpkin Dance by Jello Of The AntiCrumb
"Pumpkin Dance" by Jello of the AntiCrumb
Update 16 October 2008

Pumpkin-Head-Hunter ceremony - Spontoon Island - 1930 (thumbnail) - by Ken Fletcher
Pumpkin-Head-Hunter Ceremony - Spontoon Island - 1930
by Ken Fletcher

Priestess meets and treats the huge wild kami - by Ken Fletcher
Rain Island priestess meets and treats the huge & scary wild kam
by Ken Fletcher - (larger file here - 274 KB)

For more storytelling:
Halloween Flights!
Collected Spontoon Halloween Stories
by many of our contributors

"The Great Pumpkin Battle" page 2 (Spontoon Island) - idea & pencil art by Jerry Collins - edits, inks, & color by Ken Fletcher
"Great Pumpkin Battle" - page 1 - story & pencils by Jerry Collins -
edit, inks, & color by Ken Fletcher - Larger file here (3.1 MBytes)

"The Great Pumpkin Battle" page 2 (Spontoon Island) - idea & pencil art by Jerry Collins - edit, inks, & colors by Ken Fletcher
"The Great Pumpkin Battle" - page 2 -
story & pencils by Jerry Collins -
edit, inks, & color by Ken Fletcher - Larger file here (3.1 MBytes)

**  Pie making & Pie Baking  **
(Upload 20 November 2017)

Pumpkin Pie Makers (31 October-6 November) by Jerry Collins
**  "The Pumpkin Pie Makers" - Idea & pencil drawing by Jerry Collins  **
Ink & tones by Ken Fletcher - Larger file here (2.1 MBytes)
Some members of a village pumpkin pie-making committee, at work
after the Pumpkin Sacrifice dances at the end of October.
The resulting warm pies
are warmly shared with all visitors.
(Upload 20 November 2017)

Village Co-op Pumpkin Pie over - by Ken Fletcher
**  Village Co-op Pumpkin Pie Oven - (November harvest festivals.) by Ken Fletcher **
Larger file here (821 KBytes)
(Upload 20 November 2017)