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Everyone said this old lake was cursed maybe ,maybe not.It sure had one dam awful history.From the time men first settled around these parts this old lake had been taken the lives of the people who lived around its muddy shores.In the beginning it was used as a place to test witches.This women who were no more satan helpers then a preacher on sunday, were dunked under the cold waters of this here lake .If by some miracle they survived they were hanged as witches.But of course none of this poor souls did.
Maybe the lake got used to feeding on the blood of the innocent.It sure got a enough tastes over the years.How many have been lost to it deep waters?
Some say hundreds,some say thousands,but if I remember history right it's alot more than that I can tell ya.Well maybe I will tell you some of the history of this here lake. I already told ya about the beginning.Now let me tell ya some of the tales most people in these parts would sooner forget.
Like the time during the Civil War ,the fighting around this lake was something fierce,neither Johnny Reb's or those dam Yankees seemed to have an advantage that's till old General Henry Walker decided to send some of his Reb's across this dam lake to get around the backside of Lincoln's boys.Thirty man loaded up some small row boats and set out accross the lake.They rowed for what seemed to them an eternity.When they reached the middle of this dam lake.A strange thing happened waves that came from nowhere stuck the tiny boats. Some were turned over almost instantly spilling men and supplies into to the deep cold waters.The boats not turned over stopped to help the men in the water.That was a big mistake they should have gotten off this lake while the gettin was good.By taken the time to save there fallen friends they gave the lake time to strike again.This lake never wasted a change to grab more victims, no sir. The waters seemed to open and just suck the remaining boats in leaving by gods mercy one boat,two men still on board.That's the way of this lake always leave someone to tell the story,the tale.The two men rowed like the devil himself was chasing them.Made it to the closest shore ,having been on the Yankee side of the lake they were promptly captured ,they ended up in some yankee prison for the rest of the war.They didn't mind they were glad just being alive and the tale of what happened on that day would be ingrained in there hearts forever.
The next time this lake decided to go a hunting was during a picnic celebration held on its shore.The town decided this year they were going to celebrate Founder's day in style .Founders day was the day this town got it's name.They been having doins every year since forever on this here day.This year they wanted to do something different then the usual parades and things.This year they would have a picnic ,a picnic by the lake.On the day of the picnic luck was with them it turned out to be a fine day,the sun shining,every thing just seemed to be going great.But luck is a funny thing it can change just like that.The whole town had turned out ,the celebration was going fine.Food had been made by the women,the men were showing there skills in various contests of strength.All was right with the world,that was until a group of children decided to take a dip in the lake.They had went around a bend in the lake not wanting to be seen by the grownups,they had heard about the tales . They thought they were just children stories there parents tried scaring them with.There had to of been a group of about 20 kids swimming in the lake.All was fun and games till one by one they started disappearing getting caught by the hand of the cruel waters.I heard of undertows in the ocean but by god is my witness I tellin ya thats what happened here.One boy came staggering back in shock screaming they all drowned .There was a search but no trace was found of 19 kids who had only wanted to have fun.
There are more tales of woe to many to tell ,they would fill every book in a library.So I leave you just these few.