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killerabbit
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Legends,Myths and other Folk stories
« on: Sep 19^th, 2004, 5:46pm »

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Lets do a thing of local stories around your area.Please indicate the locations Grin

Here is an example of a legend where I am living now...Wilmington,N.Carolina

Maco Light

On a night in 1867, at the small Brunswick County station of Maco fifteen miles west of Wilmington, a slow freight train was puffing down the track. In the caboose was Joe Baldwin, the flagman. A jerking noise startled him, and he was aware that his caboose had become uncoupled from the rest of the train, which went heedlessly on its way. As the caboose slackened speed, Joe looked up and saw the beaming light of a fast passenger train bearing down upon him. Grabbing his lantern, he waved it frantically to warn the oncoming engineer of the imminent danger. It was too late. At a trestle over the swamp, the passenger train plowed into the caboose. Joe was decapitated: his head flew into the swamp on one side of the track, his lantern on the other. It was days before the destruction caused by the wreck was cleared away. And when Joe's head could not be found, his body was buried without it.

Thereafter on misty nights, Joe's headless ghost appeared at Maco, a lantern in its hand. Anyone standing at the trestle first saw an indistinct flicker moving up and down, back and forth. Then the beam swiftly moved forward, growing brighter and brighter as it neared the trestle. About fifty feet away it burst into a brilliant, burning radiance. After that, it dimmed, backed away down the track, and disappeared.

It was Joe with his lantern, of course. But what was he doing? Was he looking for his head? Or was he trying to signal an approaching train?

In 1889 President Grover Cleveland, on a political campaign, saw the mysterious light, as have hundreds of people throughout the years. But in 1977 when the railroad tracks were removed and the swamp reclaimed his haunting grounds, Joe seems to have lost interest in Maco. At least, he has not been seen there lately.

Great time since Halloween is nearby Grin

« Last Edit: Sep 19^th, 2004, 5:50pm by killerabbit »

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Re: Legends,Myths and other Folk stories
« Reply #1 on: Sep 19^th, 2004, 5:49pm »

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This story is nearby where Nette lives.Emerald Isle,N.Carolina....

The Ship of Fire

On a certain evening every year, at the mouth of the wide Neuse River, a large bright object speeds into view. It looks like a sailing ship being destroyed by fire, its deck and masts in blazing outline. The apparition disappears, then reappears, then again disappears for another year. It burns furiously but is not consumed.

It is the ship of the Palatines. The Palatines were a group of German Protestants who left England in 1710 to settle New Bern. As the vessel crossed the Atlantic, the prosperous Palatines, pretending to be poor, hid their gold coins and silver dishes from the eyes of the ship's sinister captain and crew. When the Palatines caught sight of the shore which they believed to be their future home, so excited were they that up from the hold and out from hiding places came all their belongings in preparation for landing. Unwisely displayed on the deck was their precious wealth, all of it in full view of the corrupt captain and his first mate.

Quickly the captain formed a plan. He announced to the passengers than no landing could be made until the morrow. The disappointed Palatines once more hid their valuables and lay down to a sound sleep in anticipation of soon landing at their destination. When all was quiet, the captain gathered his crew together and revealed to them his plan. They would murder every Palatine aboard--the young and the old, the women and children as well as the men--then gather together the gold and silver, set afire the ship filled with its dead, and escape in the lifeboats.

The strike was sudden. Many Palatines were knifed before they awoke and in a very few moments every one of them was dead. As planned, the ship was set afire, and the murderers pushed off in the small boats. From a distance they looked back at the ship. It burned brighter and brighter, the brilliant blaze of the fire shooting into the air, but the vessel did not sink into the water. And then the thing began to move.

"It continued to burn all night," according to an old account, "--speeding on with the wind,--now passing out from sight, and anon, visible, flaming forever, back again, on the very spot where the crime had been committed. With the dawn of day, it had ceased to burn,--but there it stood, erect as ever, with the spars, sails, masts, unconsumed,--everything in place, but everything blackened, charred." At sundown the flames leaped up again--"a ship on fire that would not burn!"

The frightened murderers could bear no more. They abandoned their boats on the bank of the river and fled into the forest. There they and their descendants lived on their "ill-gotten spoils." To this day the crime has not been avenged, and so every year on a certain evening the burning ship appears off New Bern, and so it will continue to appear till the blood of the Palatines has been paid for in kind.

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Re: Legends,Myths and other Folk stories
« Reply #2 on: Dec 1^st, 2004, 12:11pm »

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How the Philippines Began

The universe was once made up of the Sky (on top), the Sea (at the bottom), and a large Bird which flew constantly between the first two. The Bird grew tired of flying since he didn't have any place to rest, so he started an argument between those two best of friends, the Sky and the Sea.
The Bird told the Sky that the Sea wanted to drown him with her mighty waves. Then the Bird told the Sea that the Sky wanted to hit her with stones. The Sea reacted by throwing waves of water towards the Sky.

The Sky moved even higher, but when he saw the Sea's waves rising some more, he then threw soil towards the sea. The soil quieted the Sea and also made the Sky lighter. The soil turned into 7,000 islands and that is how the Philippines came to be.

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Re: Legends,Myths and other Folk stories
« Reply #3 on: Jan 21^st, 2005, 5:02am »

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In american blues music folklore there is a story about a blues guitarist named Robert Johnson selling his soul to the devil at an intersection somewhere in Mississippi. This happened in the early 1930s. Robert Johnson is considered to be the father of american blues music. Yet when he was alive he was never respected as a musician. As a matter of fact when he first started out he didnt even play the guitar he played the harmonica or harp. Thats how the legend started. Johnson meet the devil at the crossroads and made a deal and disappeared for several years. The deal he made was for him to be a great blues guitarist. In order to get this Robert had to sell his soul to the devil. Robert returns a few years latter and plays in the local jook joints and is a great blues guitarist. Then the legend says that Robert Johnson wanted out of his deal. So the devil killed him and took his soul to hell anyway. Robert was still a young man when he died. The true story of his death is still unknown and unclear. Some say he was poisoned by a jealous musician or jealous woman. He certainly had lots of women and lots of other musicians were jealous of his talent. Some say he died of drinking himself to death due to the fact of his hard lifestyle. One thing is clear... Robert Johnsons music influenced a lot of the rock artists. Led Zepplin, Eric Clapton, Red Hot Chillie peppers and more. I own a cd set of his music. It sounds awful due to the fact that it was recorded such a long time ago. I like this story of blues folklore because i enjoy blues music.

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