I reccomend reading "Witches on Halloween" in Katherine Briggs' "British Folktales" about an English farm family dealing with witches on October 31.
I miss dressing up as a witch and meeting the kids at the door, "How nice, children. I like children. They make such nice little toads! There's my witch cat! Do you know what my witch cat eats? Toads!"
(Not of course said to small and frightened children, only to those old enough to know they wouldn't be toadified.)