POLK LORE: Polk Tales (Negro)
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~r	Doc never even knowed riothin‘ bout it. Marse had done got to countin‘ his hogs ever? week. When he cotch us, us wuz all punished wi.d a hard. long task. Dat cured me o‘ believing in any conjuring an ‚ ch arid n‘ b ut I s t il 1 k.no ‚ s dat dar e j s h a s ; ka is e ev e r t irne you goes to dat gully at night, up to dis very day, you ken hear hogs still ~runtin‘ in it, but ~ou can‘t see nothing.

	“.&fter Marse Glenn tuck and died, all o‘ de white ftlks went off and lee‘ de plantation. Some mo‘ folks dat wuz not o‘ quality, come to live dare an‘ run de plantation. it wuz done free.dom den. Wo‘nt long fo dem folks pull up and lef‘ raal onexpected like. I doesn‘t recollect what dey went by ‚ fat is done slipped my mind; but I must ‘ai knowed. But dey lowed dat de house wuz to draffy arid dat dey couldn‘t keep de smoke in de chimney an‘ dat de doo‘s would not stay shet. Also dey lowed dat folks prowled aroun‘ in de yard inde night time a keepin‘ dem awake.

	“Den Marse Gleen‘s boys put Mammy in de house to keep it fer‘ern. But Lawd God.‘ Mammy said dat de furs night she stayed dare de hainta nebber let her git not narr‘y mite o‘ sleep. Us all had lowed. dat wuz de raaJ. reason dem wh ite folks lef out so Las ‚ . When Mammy could not live in dat big house whar she had stayed fer years, it won‘t no use fer nobody else to try. Mammy low dat it de Marse a lookin‘ fer his money what he done tuck and burned and de boys couldn‘t find no sign o‘ it. Atter dat, de sons tuck an‘ tacked. a sian on de front gate, offering ~2OO.OO to de man, white or black, dat would stay dar and fin‘ out whar dat money wuz bur‘ried. Our preacher, the Rev. Wallace, lowed dat he would stay da~ and find out whar dat money wuz from de spirits. He kriowed dat dey wuz tryin to sho de spot What dat money wuz..