This story was first made generally well known when Willie Morris referenced it in his book Good Old Boy distributed in 1971. Inhabitants of Yazoo, Mississippi in spite of the fact that have passed it down for a few ages.
As per the legend in the late 1800s an “old revolting witch” who lived along the Yazoo River was found tormenting anglers she tricked in off the waterway.
In this story a young man by the name of Joe Bob Duggett in the fall of 1884 while going by the witches‘ home heard uproarious shouts. He looked through one window and to his frightfulness he saw two dead angler on the floor as the witch moved around them reciting.
He at that point cautioned the sheriff and when the two touched base at the house they found nobody home however they found two skeletons dangling from the rafters.
Hearing the witch outside they pursued her into the marsh. When they got up to speed to her she had fallen into a sand trap. It was past the point where it is possible to save her.
As she sank further into the sand with her final gasp she reviled, “I will come back from the grave in 20 years and torch the town.” Then she vanished underneath the filth.
When she was covered in Glenwood Cemetery substantial chains were set on her grave to protect she remained covered.
As the years passed few recollected her risk—that is until the morning of May 25, 1904. What started, as a little flame before long turned into a furious inferno driven by what some portrayed as wild breezes:
“The flares were said by observers to have jumped through the air, as though determined by some heavenly power.”
This flame wrecked 200 living arrangements and each business in Yazoo City. In every one of the 324 structure were demolished.
It was said the flame was begun honestly in one youthful woman’s—a Miss Wise’s– kitchen as she arranged sustenance for her wedding soon thereafter.
In any case, since the power of the breezes were such an abnormal event for the territory many trusted it was the witches revile that spread the flame so rapidly.
It was actually a long time since she had reviled the town. A gathering of natives set out toward the burial ground and found that few of the vast chains encompassing her grave were broken.
Today present day Yazooans still prefer to retell this story. Kids nearby tenderly call the witch—The Chain Lady.
Nobody knows the witches genuine name, the first stone that denoted her grave is a distant memory however just had the letters TW engraved on it—The Witch.
The overwhelming chains still encompass what is referred to today as The Witches Grave.
The more current head stone that supplanted the bygone one strangely split fifty-fifty not long after being set on the grave. Considerably progressively baffling is the substantial chains close to her grave must be continually fixed. It is expressed in light of the fact that they break apart soon after being fixed each time.
Subsequent to distributing this post a peruser, Joshua Ray Lancaster reached me and shared a photograph he took at the Yazoo grave in 2006. It seems to have a spooky figure drifting close to the witches grave.