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I was always kindly afraid to stay by myself, just me, you know, it was gettin' about time for me to get in, so Ingo, he'd went over to this man's house where we carried our water from, and to get some water. And oh, the moon was so pretty and bright, and I thinks, well, heck, hit's dark, I hear him a-talkin', a-settin' over there in the field where the spring is, I'll just walk down the road and meet him, you know, oh, it was so pretty and light. I got down there and I hearn something shut the church house door, but I didn't see a thing, and the moon, oh, the moon was as bright as daylight, and I didn't see nothing. And he come on that walk, pitty-pat, pitty-pat, pitty-pat, and I just looked with all my eyes and I couldn't see a thing, come out that gate--iron gate, slammed it and hit just cracked just like a iron gate, if you just slam it there. And all at once something riz right in front of me. Looked like it had a white sheet around it and no head. I liketa died. That was just a little while before Florence was born. I turned around and I went back to the house just as fast as I could go, and about that time, Ingo come along and he says, "I set the water up," and he said, "I'm going down the church house," he said, "I hearn somebody go in," he said, "They went through the gate." And he walked across there and he opened the door and he went in the church house. And they had him a-lookin' after the church you know, if anybody went in, he went down there. He seen something was the matter with me, I couldn't hardly talk. I told him, I said, "Well, something or other, I hearn it, I seen it, whenever I started over to meet you, and I couldn't get no further." So he went down there and he took his lantern, of course, we didn't have flashlights then, took his lantern, had an old ladder, just spokes, just to go up beside of the house, he looked all behind the organ, all behind every bench, he went upstairs and looked in the garret, not a thing in the world he could find. Not a thing. Well, it went on for a right smart little while and one day Miss Allen was down there. Her girls come down there very often and sweep the church and clean. So one evening, they come up the house, you know, and I's telling them. They said, "Honey, don't feel bad about that," She said, "Long as you live here, you'll see something like that," said, "They was a woman--in the time of the war, they was a woman, that somebody'd cut her head off and they'd buried her in the lower end of the grave down there." And they said, "There'd been so many people live in the house we live in, would see her" and said, "That's what it was," said, "It just had a white sheet wrapped around it." And we didn't live there very long cause I wouldn't stay. He worked away and, aw, heck --I's just scared to death but still Miss Allen told me, she said, "Don't be afraid because hain't a thing that'll hurt you."