To recover a buried treasure without having it disappear miraculously in the process, one must be entitled to it, and also be willing—really willing deep in his heart—to share it with the poor and helpless. Buried money, especially silver, gives off a bright glow which comes right up through the earth and can be seen as a dim light on nights when the weather is misty or there is a gentle rain.-- author unknown
One more story from the haunted house I grew up in.
No one ever knew if my great uncle Elick had money or not. Some think he was murdered by someone searching for his money. Some think they never found it. Some think he buried his money underneath the old house. My brother and I found a patch in the wooden floor back in one corner of the old section of the house. We thought about that section of the floor a lot.... why was it there and what was underneath it. We couldn’t tear it out. We couldn’t ask abut it.
We grew our own vegetables when I was a child. We always had bushels and bushels of potatoes at harvest time. We stored them in a potato bin “underneath the house”. With every bushel of potatoes that I carried and dumped into the bin, I would glance in the direction of the patched section of floor and wonder what could be buried way back there. Late in the afternoon one fall day I decided it was time to check it out so I got my flashlight and crawled past the potato bin. I hadn’t crawled very far when I felt the presence of someone or something else under there with me. I stared into the corner with the patched wood and I could see just a sliver of light filtering down along a crack in the floor. The light revealed the movement of something lying in the back of the crawlspace.... something big. I couldn’t tell what it was but I could see that it was hairy. It could have been a big dog or it could been something else, and given the history of this house I figured it was something else so I backed out of there and never tried that adventure again. I’ve always thought about it over the years... wondered if anyone else ever tried and failed... wondered if there really was (is) a treasure buried beneath the house.
This is the last of my haunted house stories [at least for a while]. I hope you have enjoyed them, and I would like to end this post by saying, one more time, that all the stories you've read in recent posts have been true, just as they happened when I was a child. Have a happy Halloween!!!!!