Keowee courier. [volume] (Pickens Court House, S.C.) 1849-current, 1915-03-24
sidered as another proof that there
was something wrong somewhere.

and went to Richland the next even
ing, but as | had half expected, the |
young man did not appear. | asked |
about him and found that he had
been in town early in the afternoon,
but had gone without leaving any ,
message for me. | concluded that
rather than be laughed at | would go
alone. | walked on, and came to
the hollow about 8 o'clock. At first
! did not see anything unusual, and
was just about ready to turn back
and go home, when ! heard some
thing behind me. Turning around,
saw white object about the size OF
man coming towards me in the
darkness. | started towards it,
when 1T said, "Well, young fellow,
looks like you are to be my first vic
tim. Il think you are mistaken"
| says |, Tor if you get me you've got
to run.' And run it did. but not
quite fast enough to catch me, for
was moving some myself. 1t ran ,af-
ter me for about 100 yards and then
stopped. ! concluded that if he was
guarding his treasure that he could
just have it, as | didn't care for it
any way. !, Of course, was not
scared, but | just considered it not
best for my future good to STAY lon
ger.
The next day | did a bad thing. NV
friends asked me about my trip and
lied-told them that did not go.
They OF course laughed at me, and
called me "featherlegged." told
them, to prove that was not that
| would go that night. | dared any
Of them to go with me. One of the
boys who was about my age said that
he would go. So that night, just
about the same time as on the previ-
GUS night, | made my second visit to
the Haunted Hollow" this time in
company with my young friend. We
went almost straight to the SPOT
where had seen the ghost the night
before. We could see nothing ghost
~, so | said, "Ha! ha! and where
are you Tonight, old man." Right
here!' was the almost instant an
swer. "Where?" says |. But he
did not need to make an answer. for
Just then we caught sight of a hid
eous skeleton Of mans head. 1t
seemed to be Illuminated, for it stood
out distinctly in the sourrounidng
darkness. Ah! the fearful, awful
sight. A mans head! He seemed
to be grinning at us, as if to say,
Are you satisfied now His eyes
shone out bright. His teeth were
plainly visible. All, and horror of
horrors! the top of his skull was
cracked as ii an axe had stuck into
it. There could now be no doubt.
This was really the skull Of .ne old
man who had been killeG and whose
ghost" was guardin, his hollow.
what do you want the skull SEEM
ed ITO say. 1.-The power to rum" an
swered we. JUS then the skull
seemed to move, ard the bones rat
tied, and the power ~ run came to
us all right.
The next morning | carried some
corn to the little corn mill ne'.r my
home known for years as tfo MAUI
din Mill" When ! arrived at the
mill | found that one OF my neigh
bors who lived just below Doyle's
Hills, on Coneross Creek, and who,
in consequence Of his fine bottom
lands on this creek, always made
many hundreds OF bushels of corn,
was ahead of me with an unusually
large turn Of corn to be ground.
| went in and talked with him and
the miller, and just happened to no.
tice that the meal was being ground
very coarSe-too coarse, in fact, to
make good bread. wondered what
he could want with so much coarse
meal, but | said nothing. After he
had gone with his load Of meal, |
asked the miller about him, and he
said that this was tho second time in
the past week that this same man
had brought large turns" Of corn to
his mill, and it had all been ground
coarse. ! wondered at this, but did
not have any idea Of his purpose in
having so much coarse meal ground.
While lettering around the mill, by
mere chance | happened to pick up
an old, torn letter, which | presumed
the farmer must have carelesSly
thrown away that morning. Imagine,
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