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from Clara (Enix) Gearhart, 21 October 1950.
Great grandmother Hamm and her two sisters were 2 or 3 miles up Triplett, visiting Bob Million’s, or someone, up what is now Holly. One had her baby with her. As they walked along, going home toward dusk, one of them said, “That is one of the boys, who’s calling, isn’t it?” They listened to a sound like “oo—ee” near them. One of the others said, “No, that is a panther,” and finally it came within sight and followed along, gnashing its teeth, and chattering to attract attention. The women took turns, one walking backward to keep the beast in sight, while the others walked forward as rapidly as possible, helping her along. Each took off her bonnet, and they threw them back, one at a time, to delay the panther. It stopped each time, to sniff and tear the bonnet, and the women then took off their aprons, and each was thrown down. In this way they finally got to the top of the hill, tho it was now nearly dark, and they were very frightened. Then Grandma began to call the dogs, and finally they came, and ran the panther off. It was about a mile up that hill, and they usually went horseback when they went down. Afterward they went back to see about the clothing they’d thrown down, but it was in ribbons.
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