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| Personal Memoirs Notes for Emerson Walter CORDER | ||||||||||||||||||||
| A Cow Scares Emerson. [As told to Laura Henderson-Franta by Plez Corder, brother of subject, 2002.] Pearl, Barney Sluss and them used to live there in an old white house, it's gone now, and Emerson used to go over there once in a while. He said he was comin' up that road there one night and it pitch black...and the old cows would just run out and lay down right in the road anywhwere y'know. He come along the road, said it was so dark you couldn't see nothing, and he walked right up on one. That old cow jumped up and snorted and scared him to death. He run up on the porch, trying to get in the house. He didn't know what it was or which 'a way to go till he figured out it was the cow. A Walking Bed of Our Own Emerson had that little house right down there in the bottom and me and Henry would spend the night down there with Emerson and we went down there one night to stay. We were all laying there and all of the sudden that bed that Emerson was in went right across the floor all the way over to the other side of the house, and me and Henry was afraid to move. The next morning Emerson said, "The roof started leaking and the water hit me right in the face so I jumped up and drug the bed across the floor." [As related by Plez K. Corder to granddaughter Laura Henderson-Franta Jan. 29, 2005] | ||||||||||||||||||||
| Personal Memoirs Notes for Pearl (Perlie) Mae (Spouse 1) | ||||||||||||||||||||
| Pearl Sluss Corder Remembers in her own words... [As related to granddaughter Laura Henderson Franta, 1992. Pearl Sluss Corder personally witnessed the following events.] The Knocking Spirit "We used to live in a haunted house. It was Charlie Ryan's house, out there in the Willis field by the cemetery [cemetery on Corder Town Road above the schoolhouse -LH]. My sister was there then with her baby. It was crying and wouldn't go to sleep, so she said, 'If you don't hush, the knocking sprit'll get you.' Oh, and then it started to knocking. Sounded like it was up in the rafters over our heads, and sometimes in the walls... it'd knock three times and quit. It would go on right in that room, knocking , and you couldn't get to sleep or anything. It was like it wanted you to answer it or something. Poppy wasn't afraid of it, but it aggravated him, you know. You couldn't get to sleep at all. He had me stay in the house and he'd go out to see if it was the horse or something kicking against the wall. Well, I stood right there and he went out and said 'was it still a'knockin', and I said it was, and he came back in and said that it wasn't the horse, nor anything else! It went on like that for so long, finally Poppy hit the ceiling with his fist and said, 'What do you want?!' and we never heard it again." | ||||||||||||||||||||
| Last Modified 29 Jan 2005 | Created 8 Feb 2007 Laura K. Henderson |
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