Thursday, February 25, 2010

We can explain this,..officer.

This time of year,it's not unusual to see columns of smoke rising hither and yon all over the county,what with folks clearing their fields in preparation for Spring planting.
But,when The Partner and I noticed white billows wafting from the woods along hi-way 70,we thought it would be prudent to investigate...Maybe some transient had left a campfire unattended,you see.

We pulled over to the side of the road,grabbed our shovels,and headed some 200 yards across the glen to the edge of the woods.
We were both surprised to discover that someone had been burning a pile of leaves,in a cemetery that neither of us knew existed!


The sign read,'Private Cemetery..Keep out',..but as everyone knows,it's okay to trespass if part of the fence was already down when you got there.
There were only about a half dozen markers,with dates reaching back to the birth of General Rob B. Moore in 1790...I assumed from the dates that Rob had probably been a General during the Civil War,but a Google search proved fruitless.
Perhaps he served in some kind of supply-line capacity,far removed from the battlefield glory his contemporaries were garnering,but I just don't know.


Even in broad daylight,there was a Gothic atmosphere surrounding this obscure corner of God's little acre..


Turns out,this sylvan setting had been the site of the original County Seat,back in the day.
(Would you classify that sentence as alliteration,or illiteration?).


I was snapping pics when The Partner called out,'Hey Sling..check this out!..Looks like there's been grave robbers here and,..'


..We both looked at each other in that way people do,when light suddenly,and simultaneously dawns on wandering fools.
I mean,..here's Igor and Renfield,standing in the middle of long hallowed ground,..brandishing shovels!

Too bad the local constabulary didn't show up right about then.
That would have been perfect..

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24 Comments:

At 11:49 AM , Blogger secret agent woman said...

Whoa - how creepily cool to find an old graveyard with one dug up. But yeah, that would have been hard to explain...

 
At 2:37 PM , Blogger Willym said...

Gothic is not the word - you captured the atmosphere perfectly. But don't grave robbers need fog and dark of night?

 
At 5:05 PM , Blogger booda baby said...

That is THE best story!! If you could furnish a spectacular ending, we could make an animation (which would probably/undoubtedly do some irreparable damage to this deeeelightful tale but at least it could sit on Youtube to delight other unsuspectors.) Oh fuckety-fuck. Take all that and clean it up, will you? I like trusting that you know exactly what I mean.

 
At 7:43 PM , Blogger Sling said...

Secret Agent Woman- 'Creepily cool'..That pretty well defines it.
There were actually two graves that appeared to be violated,but once we realized our logistic vulnerability,we got the hell outta there before I took any more pix.

Willym- We're expecting thunderstorms over the next couple of days..Please don't make me go back out there!

Booda Babe- What I wouldn't give for a spectacular ending..
Maybe,we end up being devoured by rabid Rottweilers..That would be cool!

 
At 7:57 PM , Blogger YELLOWDOG GRANNY said...

well you can rule out vampires as it happened during the day time..i love them old cemeteries..you should check out his name in ancestery.com

 
At 9:28 PM , Blogger Mom said...

I love old small cemeteries. The gravestones can make for fascinating reading. It is creepy cool.

 
At 6:45 AM , Blogger billy pilgrim said...

did you see fox or mulder poking around?

 
At 7:47 AM , Blogger sageweb said...

Very cool..and creepy..but such a find...I wonder if someone was watching you from afar...

 
At 10:07 AM , Blogger rosemary said...

I love old cemeteries....the best ever were in Ireland and Sicily...HUGE monuments, lots of bio stuff on the stones and really old, old people kneeling. you really captured the feeling...as for those robbers...ooookie.

 
At 11:52 AM , Blogger Sling said...

Yellerdawg- Ancestry.com is a good idea!..I'm gonna try that.

Mom- Gravestones can tell you tons of things.
I can see that the mom outlived both her children,and that she shares her birthday with her son,for example..I like trying to build stories on the info.

Billy P.- ..I told Mulder we were gonna have to stop meeting like this.

Sage- I thought about that,I mean,someone was burning leaves!..and then I was wondering about who might be tending to the maintenance of a family cemetery,whose most recent internment was 150 years ago..Quite curious indeed.

Rosie- Oh,I could lose myself in those old European cemetaries for days!..I think maybe I'll get the materials to start taking rubbings of some of the more artful ones around here.

 
At 1:40 PM , Blogger jp said...

"...but as everyone knows,it's okay to trespass if part of the fence was already down when you got there."

I remember hearing those words as a child on a similar expedition, just prior to the words "finders keepers!!"

 
At 5:37 PM , Blogger Miss Healthypants said...

LOL! Too funny! :)

That cemetary sounds pretty cool, though--my hubby's family are all WAY into cemeteries. Once on Christmas Eve, Iwanski's Mom took us to his Irish grandpa's grave, and we all took a shot of Jameson's in his honor. :)

 
At 10:48 PM , Blogger Elizabeth said...

"We both looked at each other in that way people do,when light suddenly,and simultaneously dawns on wandering fools...."

We thought we'd make a lucky escape from the local constabulary. That is, until the zombies started shuffling out of the woods toward us.

 
At 5:18 AM , Blogger Shrinky said...

C'mon, fess up, it was you who dug that hole, wasn't it? (Wink)

How serendipitous to stumble over this place, see what being public spirited brings?

 
At 7:26 AM , Blogger laurent said...

Sling, here it is its the family of Andrew Moore of Ohio.
Rob was his son.
Robert Bines MOORE was born 4 JAN 1790 in Lancaster County, PA, USA, and died 2 OCT 1866 in Hamilton Twnshp., Butte County, CA, USA. He married Catherine Brengle GOMBER 22 APR 1819 in Muskingum Twnshp, Muskingum Co., OH, USA, daughter of Jacob GOMBER and Susanna BEATTY. She was born 3 MAR 1798 in Frederick, Frederick County, Maryland, and died 11 JAN 1839 in Cambridge, Guernsey County, Ohio, USA. He married Jane Morrow COCHRAN 1841 in Guernsey County, OH, USA. She was born 4 JUN 1800, and died 1887 in Oroville, Butte County, CA, USA.

 
At 10:02 AM , Blogger Sling said...

JP- We were this close to a double-dog-dare!

Miss HP- Lemme know next time you visit Iwanski's grandpa..I'm there!

Elizabeth- 'We thought we'd make a lucky escape from the local constabulary. That is, until the zombies started shuffling out of the woods toward us'.

Without hesitation,Sling threw off his work boots,and reached into his handy backpack for his tennis shoes!
The Partner:'What the hell are ya doin?..You're never gonna outrun those Zombies!'
Sling:'I know..All I gotta do is outrun YOU!'

Shrinky- Ha!..Even I have enough sense not to rob a grave!..in broad daylight,I mean.
Thanks for dropping by! ;)

Laurent- Have I told you lately how much you ROCK!
Thanks for doing the leg work.
I was curious about the 'Hamilton' reference on the marker.There's not a single surviving clue in this town,aside from that,that this was once Hamilton township.
This opens up a whole new avenue of investigation.

 
At 12:52 PM , Blogger laurent said...

The Moore tombstone is a fairly new monument I would say it is about 15 to 25 yrs old. I think that if you look for a M.C. Moore in town you will find the keeper of those graves.
BTW the grave with the big hole, I do not think by looking at it that grave robbers did that, look at the ground its a sink hole, my theory is that the casket collapsed and the earth just caved in.

 
At 6:05 PM , Blogger Middle Child said...

HMM - two men with shovels in a graveyard - either grave diggers or grave robbers -

But how interesting - there are lots of private cemeteries in the Australian bush - some are listed but no doubt many are not...what a find

 
At 9:16 AM , Blogger Sling said...

Laurent- Oh,it's a sink hole,no doubt.
But that doesn't make nearly as fun a story as grave robbers now,does it? ;)

Middle Child- I'd love to wander around the Australian bush looking for old cemeteries!
Still,we don't risk being eaten by Dingos in O-Town.

 
At 9:41 AM , Blogger Middle Child said...

Sling - Tee hee - eaten by dingos - I grew up in the country and I have never ever seen a wild dingo - and the ones I have seen in animal parks are only the size of an average doggie - as well I know of no one who was ever bitten by a snake or sat on a redback spider whilst at the toilet. None of my friends have ever been bitten by a sea snake or a shark...this great southern land is quite a benign place apart from bushfires which I have never experienced and floods- which I have experienced... but we do all like to scare people from other parts and this is a national pasttime.

 
At 6:47 PM , Blogger austexgrl said...

I think this is an exquisite story... thank you sweet Mr. Sling!

 
At 9:32 AM , Blogger Random Thinker said...

Just one of the hazards of wandering around in graveyards.. suspicion of grave robbery. You didn't happen to have scarves tied around your necks and jaunty caps on your heads did you. Don't know why but that's how I alway picture grave robbers. Leave the shovels behind next time.

 
At 2:27 PM , Blogger Sling said...

Middle Child- Really?..You've never seen a wild Dingo?
I just figured they were running about,snatching babies at their leisure.
Very effective national past time you kids have! :)

austexgrl- Thanks doll!..You're always so generous with your comments.
It's very much appreciated.

Thinker- Oddly enough,that's exactly what we were wearing!
I even managed to slip my favorite pea-coat over my very pronounced hunch back.

 
At 7:45 PM , Blogger Lorraine said...

If there is one thing I love it is an old cemetery. Way cool

 

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