| night hours were aroused and amused from their reveries by the witches mounting on behind them and in spite of all their efforts and the mad career of their steed they failed to dislodge them until they gained the border of tha forest where they immediately vanished, with no evil results, except a panting steer and the raised hair on the head of the horseman. Many of the early settlers of this region were decendants of the Dutch settlers in the eastern part of the state. A people who had brought with them to this country a vast fund of folklore and fairy tales. It is to them we are indebted for the stories of Kriss Kringle, Belsnickle, ghosts, goblins, haunted spots, the magical charm of the horseshoe, and a host of other tales that disturbed the peace of innocent childhood. They may have been pleasing delusions, but thank fortune they are all now but dispelled. These folks naturally invented and cherished the fairy lore relating to this old ruin. The imaginary blasts of Marmie's hunting horn were as real to them as the pipes of Pan were to the ancient Greeks. By Oliver Perry Medsger AN ATTEMPT TO FIND OIL AND MANUFACTURE SALT |
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