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dad knew, asked if he was going to the dance. Daddy in-
quired: "Where is the dance tonight?" His friend replied,
"Oh, it's being held about two miles further down the
road." With this dad gladly hopped in the buggy and got
away from the "hanted house."
Another story daddy loved to tell us took place when
he was a small boy about seven or eight years old.
As the story goes, my dad and several other boys and
girls, including my dad's sister were playing Hide-n-Seek
late one afternoon. Long about dusk, they were on their
last game before having to go inside. Daddy's sister,
who was about ten years old, ran to hide in the chimney
corner. The girl became so scared of something that she
began running around and around the house screaming:
"Mama, Mama, Woman, Woman!" "Mama, Mama, Woman, Woman!"
By this time, the adults inside the house came out to see
what was wrong. All the children were so scared they
could hardly move and of course, they did not know what
was wrong with her. Near hysterics, the girl was finally
rescued by their mother and she told the following story.
She went to hide in the chimney corner as she had been
doing earlier. But, this time, when she tried to get in
the chimney corner, she found it already occupied by a
little old lady. The old woman had on a long dress, an
apron and a bonnet. She just stood there smiling at her.
It was no one she had ever seen before in her life. Never
again did the kids run to hide in the chimney corner,
especially dad's sister.
According to the story tellers, all ghosts were not
harmless. If the "hant" happened to belong to a grouchy,
mean, or evil person, then their spirit would try to hurt
you. There was only one way to stop a "hant" and that
was by not letting the "hant" know that you were afraid.
It was believed that if you would just stand there and
not run, it would go away. But, it seems that no one had
the nerve not to run. Since everybody could get in on the
story telling, my mother used to tell us about the "spiritt
of her dead father. According to Mother, he was a very
mean and hateful man in his life time.
On the night after his funeral, the family was sit-5
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