There used to be a barn down the road where they said you could hear chains rattling. A few of us banded together and said we were going to see. We had a shot gun and anything was down there we were prepared to meet it. We heard these chains and it was as natural as it could be. They said they were chains of the slaves that early slave holders had chained up and left and they died of starvation. There was no barn down there, but you could hear the chains dragging on the floor just as plain, if your imagination was good enough.
We found out there was a man who had a couple of dogs that he didn't want to buy dog tags for, so he used to chain his dogs our there and that was the chain dragging around. They didn't look like the devil, just like mongrel dogs.
Most stories are just amusing things for children. You get around the fireplace and listen to these stories. Of course the fire was half dark and the fireplace would be the only light in the house and you could look into the fireplace with flames leaping and someone would tell you, "there he comes through the wall now!" You turn around right quick and see your own shadow or somebody else's that was reflected from the fireplace to the wall. The kids would always scream and holler and they were sure after that there was a ghost 'cause they saw it.
I knew one fellow who claimed that he had mysterious powers and voodoo power. He would chew up a clump of fat meat and you wouldn't be aware that he was chewing this fat meat, and he would tell you, "I can spit lightning!" When he had a good mouthful of the meat chewed up-and he chewed tobacco and had cultivated the art of spitting a long ways in a stright line - he'd spit the grease into the fire and she'd go up in a big blue flame. We all figured him as being a weird man that could do things.
And when he got so he couldn't get around at all, he told some of us about how he used to chew that fat meat and spit it in the fire. He said, "You chew it and it'll make you sick!"