Peggy, those are great stories. Wow. Now what made that shadow I want to know. Interesting!! Peggy, when I hit reply to a msg from you on the Palmertree line, it just goes to your home address. I just wondered why it did that. I have to copy and paste the Palmertree line into the address area. Just wondering. Surely that is not a Halloween Mystery is it? . In a message dated 10/28/2011 3:49:55 P.M. Central Daylight Time, [email protected] writes: One of the stories Daddy told was when he was in his late teens or early 20's, & he was walking home from Church. There is a hollow that is still call the "Seven mile hollow" just west of the church. I don't remember which house Grandpa & Grandma lived in. One was less than a mile from the hollow & the other was maybe over a mile. But as he started up the west side of the hollow, (full moon night) there was a big black cat shaping his claws. He said he froze for awhile & wonder what he was going to do. But he started on up the hill & the cat turned & went away. Daddy said it didn't take long for him to get home. Daddy said it was a panther, & other folks had seen it in diffent place or heard it going like a woman. I heard the story about this woman living near Fair River, in a house that had the "dog trot hall". One of the neighbors got sick so the husband went to see about them & left the wife & 1 real small child at home. The woman had heard a sound like a woman screaming, so she made sure all the doors were locked & windows closed. A little later there was a noise at the door in the dog trott. What ever kind of cat it was started clawing on the door. Finely the husband came home after dark & scared the cat away. Daddy like to scare us or make us bravier. This one night there was a couple of other children there at the house & Daddy wanted us to go stand in the driveway. The other 2 wouldn't go unless I went. Of course I had to be the one in front. But we stood about half way between the house & 84 highway, & we watch this shallow of a horse & buggy go by. The others beat me back to the porch where Daddy & Mother was standing. I don't know what it really was but I don't think Daddy could have made that shadow, with him on the porch. Now who is next??? Peggy ------------------------------- Visit the Palmertree Family History website at http://homepages.rootsweb.com/~palmrtre/index.htm ------------------------------- To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to [email protected] with the word 'unsubscribe' without the quotes in the subject and the body of the message

It may beeeeee. ________________________________ From: "[email protected]" <[email protected]> To: [email protected] Sent: Friday, October 28, 2011 8:02 PM Subject: Re: [PTREE] Peggy's stories Peggy, those are great stories. Wow.  Now what made that shadow I want  to know. Interesting!! Peggy, when I hit reply to a msg from you on the Palmertree line, it just  goes to your home address. I just wondered why it did that. I have to copy  and paste the Palmertree line into the address area. Just wondering. Surely that  is not a Halloween Mystery is it? . In a message dated 10/28/2011 3:49:55 P.M. Central Daylight Time,  [email protected] writes: One of the stories  Daddy told was when he was in his late teens or early 20's, & he was  walking home from Church.  There is a hollow that is still call the  "Seven mile hollow" just west of the church.  I don't remember which house Grandpa & Grandma lived in.  One was less than a mile from the  hollow & the other was maybe over a mile.  But as he started up the  west side of  the hollow, (full moon night) there was a big black cat  shaping his claws.  He said he froze for awhile & wonder what he was  going to do.  But he started on up the hill & the cat turned &  went away.  Daddy said it didn't take long for him to get  home.  Daddy said it was a panther, & other folks had seen it in  diffent place or heard it going like a woman. I heard the story  about this woman living near Fair River, in a house that had the "dog trot  hall".  One of the neighbors got sick so the husband went to see about  them & left the wife & 1 real small child at home.  The woman had  heard a sound like a woman screaming, so she made sure all the doors were  locked & windows closed.  A little later there was a noise at the  door in the dog trott.  What ever kind of cat it was started clawing on  the door.  Finely the husband came home after dark &  scared the cat away.  Daddy like to scare us or make us  bravier.  This one night there was a couple of other children there at  the house & Daddy wanted us to go stand in the driveway.  The  other 2 wouldn't go unless I went.  Of course I had to be the one in  front.  But we stood about half way between the house & 84  highway, & we watch this shallow of a horse & buggy go by.  The others beat me back to the porch where Daddy & Mother was  standing.  I don't know what it really was but I don't think Daddy  could have made that shadow, with him on the porch. Now who is  next???    Peggy ------------------------------- Visit  the Palmertree Family History website at  http://homepages.rootsweb.com/~palmrtre/index.htm ------------------------------- To  unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to  [email protected] with the word 'unsubscribe' without the quotes  in the subject and the body of the  message ------------------------------- Visit the Palmertree Family History website at http://homepages.rootsweb.com/~palmrtre/index.htm ------------------------------- To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to [email protected] with the word 'unsubscribe' without the quotes in the subject and the body of the message

Maybe Jeannine & I have put the jinks on your comp. & the rest of the line, since no one else has told their stories.   Jeannine & I will have to get together & come floating around you your house or even in your dream & see we can scare you.  Maybe we could go visiting in Texas, Ark. Va. & other places.   Peggy ________________________________ From: "[email protected]" <[email protected]> To: [email protected] Sent: Friday, October 28, 2011 8:02 PM Subject: Re: [PTREE] Peggy's stories Peggy, those are great stories. Wow.  Now what made that shadow I want  to know. Interesting!! Peggy, when I hit reply to a msg from you on the Palmertree line, it just  goes to your home address. I just wondered why it did that. I have to copy  and paste the Palmertree line into the address area. Just wondering. Surely that  is not a Halloween Mystery is it? . In a message dated 10/28/2011 3:49:55 P.M. Central Daylight Time,  [email protected] writes: One of the stories  Daddy told was when he was in his late teens or early 20's, & he was  walking home from Church.  There is a hollow that is still call the  "Seven mile hollow" just west of the church.  I don't remember which house Grandpa & Grandma lived in.  One was less than a mile from the  hollow & the other was maybe over a mile.  But as he started up the  west side of  the hollow, (full moon night) there was a big black cat  shaping his claws.  He said he froze for awhile & wonder what he was  going to do.  But he started on up the hill & the cat turned &  went away.  Daddy said it didn't take long for him to get  home.  Daddy said it was a panther, & other folks had seen it in  diffent place or heard it going like a woman. I heard the story  about this woman living near Fair River, in a house that had the "dog trot  hall".  One of the neighbors got sick so the husband went to see about  them & left the wife & 1 real small child at home.  The woman had  heard a sound like a woman screaming, so she made sure all the doors were  locked & windows closed.  A little later there was a noise at the  door in the dog trott.  What ever kind of cat it was started clawing on  the door.  Finely the husband came home after dark &  scared the cat away.  Daddy like to scare us or make us  bravier.  This one night there was a couple of other children there at  the house & Daddy wanted us to go stand in the driveway.  The  other 2 wouldn't go unless I went.  Of course I had to be the one in  front.  But we stood about half way between the house & 84  highway, & we watch this shallow of a horse & buggy go by.  The others beat me back to the porch where Daddy & Mother was  standing.  I don't know what it really was but I don't think Daddy  could have made that shadow, with him on the porch. Now who is  next???    Peggy ------------------------------- Visit  the Palmertree Family History website at  http://homepages.rootsweb.com/~palmrtre/index.htm ------------------------------- To  unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to  [email protected] with the word 'unsubscribe' without the quotes  in the subject and the body of the  message ------------------------------- Visit the Palmertree Family History website at http://homepages.rootsweb.com/~palmrtre/index.htm ------------------------------- To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to [email protected] with the word 'unsubscribe' without the quotes in the subject and the body of the message

Nova you may need to use a 'Reply All' option. Check your e-mail page and see if that is an option. Peggy, fly on over and we'll have some fun. I take my broom and fly through my office on a regular basis. Have to keep my employees on their toes! Jeannine Jeannine Kirkpatrick Smith On Fri, 28 Oct 2011, [email protected] wrote: > Peggy, those are great stories. Wow. Now what made that shadow I want to > know. Interesting!! > > Peggy, when I hit reply to a msg from you on the Palmertree line, it just > goes to your home address. I just wondered why it did that. I have to copy > and paste the Palmertree line into the address area. Just wondering. Surely > that is not a Halloween Mystery is it? > > > . > > In a message dated 10/28/2011 3:49:55 P.M. Central Daylight Time, > [email protected] writes: > > > > > One of the stories Daddy told was when he was in his late teens or early > 20's, & he was walking home from Church. There is a hollow that is still > call the "Seven mile hollow" just west of the church. I don't remember which > house Grandpa & Grandma lived in. One was less than a mile from the > hollow & the other was maybe over a mile. But as he started up the west side > of the hollow, (full moon night) there was a big black cat shaping his > claws. He said he froze for awhile & wonder what he was going to do. But he > started on up the hill & the cat turned & went away. Daddy said it didn't > take long for him to get home. Daddy said it was a panther, & other folks > had seen it in diffent place or heard it going like a woman. > > I heard the story about this woman living near Fair River, in a house that > had the "dog trot hall". One of the neighbors got sick so the husband > went to see about them & left the wife & 1 real small child at home. The > woman had heard a sound like a woman screaming, so she made sure all the doors > were locked & windows closed. A little later there was a noise at the > door in the dog trott. What ever kind of cat it was started clawing on the > door. Finely the husband came home after dark & scared the cat away. > > Daddy like to scare us or make us bravier. This one night there was a > couple of other children there at the house & Daddy wanted us to go stand in > the driveway. The other 2 wouldn't go unless I went. Of course I had to > be the one in front. But we stood about half way between the house & 84 > highway, & we watch this shallow of a horse & buggy go by. The others beat > me back to the porch where Daddy & Mother was standing. I don't know what > it really was but I don't think Daddy could have made that shadow, with him > on the porch. > > Now who is next??? Peggy > ------------------------------- > Visit the Palmertree Family History website at > http://homepages.rootsweb.com/~palmrtre/index.htm > > > ------------------------------- > To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to > [email protected] with the word 'unsubscribe' without the quotes in the subject > and the body of the message > ------------------------------- > Visit the Palmertree Family History website at http://homepages.rootsweb.com/~palmrtre/index.htm > > > ------------------------------- > To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to [email protected] with the word 'unsubscribe' without the quotes in the subject and the body of the message >

I've been trying to keep my stories fairly close to Poplar Creek and Hebron but now it's time to wander a bit further afield. My maternal grandfather (Who married Claudie McClellan of Hebron) was from Aberdeen MS. His family had come there in the 1830's by wagon train with their neighbors, family and slaves from Laurens County SC. This family originated in Wales and it was always said they had 'second sight' that would appear randomly through the generations. My grandfather appeared to be so gifted. As a young man in Aberdeen he became engaged to a local girl, however their plans for marriage was interrupted by the entry of the US into WWI. Like so many men of his generation he enlisted in the navy and left home for the duration of the war. His ship sailed from the port of Roanoke Va and he made several trips across the Atlantic. On one of those trips he had the night watch and was standing on deck at his post. He noticed something out to sea that was drawing closer to the ship. He was startled to realize that it was someone walking across the Atlantic toward him. It was a woman, walking several feet above the water, on a level with the deck. She drew closer and closer until he realized he knew her...it was his fiance. He was troubled by this, wondered if he was losing his mind, had he gone to sleep on watch?? Just what was going on? When his ship returned to Roanoke there was a telegram waiting for him. His fiance had died of Spanish Flu the day he saw her walking the Atlantic. He had at least one otherworldly experience that I heard of. He and my grandmother had three children. The middle child, a daughter, had leukemia - a certain death sentence in the 1920's. They kept her close and when they had to go to the barn to milk would take her and her older brother with them to play in a sand pile just outside the barn door. The disease took it's toll and Marjorie died and was buried Christmas Eve in 1928. Sometime after that he began to see Marjory out playing in the sandpile by the barn in the late afternoon when he would be getting ready to go milk. Another interesting side note (to me anyway). My grandfather died in 1948, long before any of us were born. His youngest sister (he was the oldest child) lived to be within one month of her 100th birthday dying three years ago. My mother and sister went to see her every weekend the last year of her life. The last time they saw her they knew it would be the last time, that she would be gone before they came back the next weekend. My aunt became very agitated with my sister, almost angry. My sister asked what had she done, had she done something to make her mad. My aunt snorted and told her that she thought my sister ought to have the decency to at least turn around and say hello to her grandfather since he was standing behind her and my sister had never seen him. Jo said the hair stood up on the back of her head. She told Aunt Hope that she would love to say hello to him if she could see him and would Aunt tell him hello for her. This was the same grandfather as in the previous stories. Well, that's my contribution for the night. Sleep tight and don't let the 'hants get you! Jeannine Jeannine Kirkpatrick Smith