Thursday, May 15, 2014

Another Story From Buster ::


  There are those who have heard the eerie cry on Lake Wateree.
  In 1774 Benjamin and Molsie Perry moved from Virginia to Liberty Hill. They became successful  farmers and owned "Rich Hill" Plantation. As the war for American independence broke out they sided with the patriots who wanted to break away from Britain. As you recall from your history lessons, the most fierce fighting was between neighbors. The 'Bloody' Cunningham  force, which was mainly from Beaver Creek area, was one of the most feared and brutal Tory militia.
  Benjamin Perry had built a hideout on the far edge of his property and on a cool misty night in the spring of 1781 he dashed to his hideout ahead of Tory horsemen. The Tories came to the main house and demanded that Molsie tell them where Benjamin was hiding, which the young bride refused to do.
  The Tories dragged her outside, threw the screaming young bride on a horse and took her to the Wateree River. There they pushed her into the cool water and held her underwater. They continually plunged her head in the water trying to get her to divulge her husband's location.
  The sound of horses coming alerted  the Tories that a patriot militia was approaching so they hurriedly left the scene while leaving a cold and shaken  Molsie in the water.
  Miraculously she was not dead, but she might as well have been. The horrifying experience had robbed her of the power of speech and the lack of oxygen for the brain had left her mentally incapacitated. She lived only a short time and Benjamin buried her on a small hill above the river.
  In 1919 the Wateree Dam was completed and her grave site was covered by the water.
  In 1930 on a misty night a young hunter heard an eerie sound and looked back on the water to see some sort of figure rising from the mist and floating toward the bank. Suddenly there was a yowl and a hideous shriek fom the apparition. He dropped his gun and skedaddled. He returned the next day with two friends to find his weapon.
  In the 1950's a group of boy scouts from Lancaster camped near the same area and the group heard an eerie sound and the scoutmaster grabbed a hatchet and moved to the water's edge where he witnessed a figure of a woman whose face was one-half gone and a pulpy dark greenish area where her mouth should be.  The scoutmaster quickly loaded the scouts into the truck and took them home.
  The last known recorded sighting came in the 1970's when two teenagers who had heard the ghost tale witnessed the womanly figure in the mist. They too, quickly cranked their truck and vacated the area.
   So if you are on Lake Wateree on a cool misty night and you hear an eerie sound, now you will know the young bride who now is looking to return to a life which was evilly shortened. I would recommend that you not start singing "God Save the Queen."
  This story is a condensed version of an article written by William F. Starr and  published in  "The State"  in July, 1980.
  Thank you for your attention

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