Haunted Holidays by Roberta Simpson Brown & Lonnie E. Brown

Author:Roberta Simpson Brown & Lonnie E. Brown
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: The University Press of Kentucky
Published: 2015-08-14T16:00:00+00:00

Uncle Lawrence told us that he had been down to Adair County to visit his brother George for several days just after Labor Day. Uncle George had business with a farmer way out in the country, so Uncle Lawrence rode along. While Uncle George was talking to the man—Mr. Foley, I think he said was the man’s name—at the side of the yard, Uncle Lawrence struck up a conversation with two teenage boys who were sitting in the yard. He sat on a stump beside them.

“Did you go to the Labor Day doings in town this year?” he asked them. “Guess they had a parade and a street fair, huh?”

The boys nodded yes, but didn’t give any details.

“What happened? Didn’t you have a good time?” Uncle Lawrence persisted.

Before the boys could answer, Uncle George and Mr. Foley came back to where the boys and Lawrence were sitting.

“Haven’t you boys got some chores to do?” Mr. Foley asked.

“Yes, sir,” they said in unison, nodded good-bye, and left the yard, heading toward the barn without answering Uncle Lawrence’s question.

“I was just making conversation with your boys,” Uncle Lawrence commented. “I asked them about Labor Day, but they didn’t look like they had much fun. That used to be a big thing when I was a boy. There were booths for games and displays, lots of good food, and then the parade. I guess things have changed.”

“Nah,” said Mr. Foley. “They just got a little scare Monday before they went to town. Something strange happened and none of us can explain it. They swear it was true.”

“What’s strange around here?” Uncle George grinned. “I thought nothing ever happened out this way.”

“I’m serious,” said Mr. Foley. “The boys had been putting off doing the fall plowing. I finally had to tell them that the little field over by the garden had to be plowed before they could go to the Labor Day celebration. They grumbled, but finally got started fairly early. They are kind of sweet on Milton Alley’s girls and they had plans to meet them in town before the parade. Milton approved. He said many a time that he loved his girls, but wished he had some boys. He seemed to look kindly on my two as suitors for his daughters.”

“I always thought the socializing was the best part of Labor Day,” Uncle Lawrence said. “That should have made them enjoy going in to town.”

“Well,” Mr. Foley continued, “they were discouraged because they didn’t think they were going to get through plowing in time to go. Then they heard Milton holler from the fence and ask them why they weren’t in town. They told him they had orders from me to plow the field, but it was taking a long time. Milton turned and walked away and the boys kept plowing. In a little while, they looked up and saw Milton with his old mule, Ronald, hitched to the plow. He was plowing on the other side of the field. It gave them new hope when they saw they had help.

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