The Tale of Jack O Lantern

Irish emigrants brought their many traditions to the shores of the United States in the early 1800’s. The tale which I am about to tell you about the Jack O Lantern comes from an very old Irish story concerning a man known as ‘Stingy Jack’. Now as with many old tales there are many variations told, depending on who is telling the story, so here I will tell to the best of my ability the tale of the Jack O Lantern as I remember it being told to me as a child sitting by the fire on a cold dark night.

Jack was a blacksmith by trade, and was known locally as a notorious miser and drunk. Jack was forever tormenting people with his miserable antics which included playing tricks on everyone: family, friends, his mother and even the Devil himself. Then one night Jack had the great misfortune to run into the Devil himself in the local pub. Jack was not a man to be easily daunted and brazenly invited the Devil to have a drink with him. True to his name, Jack didn’t want to pay for his drink, so he convinced the Devil to turn himself into a sixpence that Jack could use to buy their drinks in exchange for Jack’s soul. Once the Devil did so, Jack cunningly decided to keep the money and put it into his pocket next to a silver cross, which prevented the Devil from changing back into his original form. Jack eventually freed the Devil, under the condition that he would not bother Jack and not try to claim his soul for ten years. Jack continued on his miserly drunken ways for a long time, until one dark and cold night when the ten years had passed, Jack ran into the Devil whom had been waiting for him as he walked down a country road. The Devil was anxious to claim the soul that he had so cunningly been conned from, but the crafty old drunk stalled. Jack thought quickly and said to the devil. “I’ll go, but before I go, will you get me an apple from that tree?” The Devil taught he had nothing to lose, and so climbed the tree as Jack pointed to a large apple at the top of the tree. Perturbed, the Devil climbed high into the tree after the apple Jack selected. When he was high enough up in the tree, Jack carved a sign of the cross into the tree’s bark so that the Devil could not come back down. Jack, being very proud of himself for outsmarting the Devil again made him promise to never again ask him for his soul. Seeing that he had no other choice the Devil reluctantly agreed to Jacks terms.

Shortly after this encounter Jack passed away. His spirit ascended up to the gates of heaven, but he was stopped there by St. Peter whom refused him entry as he had led such a miserable life on earth he was not entitled to enter the kingdom of heaven. Next Jacks spirit descended down to the gates of hell where he was again blocked from entering. The Devil who was still upset at being outsmarted by Jack, kept his promise by refusing to take Jacks soul.  Jack now began to panic, scared that he now had nowhere to go but to wander about forever in the darkness between heaven and hell. He asked the Devil how he could leave as he had no light to guide him. The Devil mockingly tossed Jack an ember from the flames of Hell to help him light his way. Jack placed the ember in a hollowed out Turnip, which he always carried around with him. For that day onward, Jack roamed the earth without a resting place. Jack has been left roaming the Earth ever since. In Ireland we refer to this ghostly figure as “Jack of the Lantern,” and then, simply “Jack Lantern.” In the Irish tradition people believed that spirits and ghosts could enter their world on Halloween. These spirits and ghosts would be attracted to the comforts of their earthly lives, so with people not wanting to be visited by these ghosts, they would set food and treats out to appease the roaming spirits and began to make their own versions of Jack’s lanterns by carving scary faces into turnips or potatoes and placing them into windows or near doors to frighten away Jack and other wandering evil spirits. 

Well that is my story for now, I hope you have enjoyed reading it. If you have any similar stories or customs from anywhere in the world please feel free to post them here, I would love to hear them. And finaly whatever or where ever you are this Samhain have a safe and enjoyable Halloween.

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About edmooneyphotography

Photographer, Blogger, Ruinhunter, with an unhealthy obsession for history, mythology and the arcane.
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7 Responses to The Tale of Jack O Lantern

  1. davescallon says:

    Cool tail about Jack, Oh how it has changed over the years.

  2. archecotech says:

    Really enjoyed reading about this. Here in Russia up until recently they haven’t celebrated this holiday. But they have a very interesting story about Santa Claus whom they call Ded Moroz. I will find the story and post it on my blog. You can re-post it from there if you like. Thanks for giving me an idea for a interesting post.

    • Wow that sounds interesting, cant wait to read it. I will be running a series of Halloween related posts for October in conjunction with another blogger friend of mine and some other contributors. Hopefully it turns out well!

      Dont worry not giving up on the ruinhunting, just taking a well earned rest and adding a bit of seasonal spookiness to my site.

      Let me know when you post it I will be looking forward to reading and sharing, 🙂

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  5. KnitNell says:

    Ah I didn’t know the story of Jack o’ Lantern. Looking at our carved pumpkin I feel safe that we kept all the wandering spirits at bay plus perhaps a few latter-day miserly drunken locals …..

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