Stories, tales, lies, musings and daily life in the mountains of central Appalachia. Dedicated to the education of the American public on the unique culture of Appalachia.
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
A cabin on the Droop Mountain Battlefield, it serves as the park museum, 18 Oct 2008 The Ghosts of Droop Mountain by T.C. Leonard
In the misty Blue Ridge Mountains Where Lee and Stonewall held command There rides a headless greycoat soldier Who leads his vengeful rebel band His charge stopped by a Union cannon Which knocked him from the horse's back The rebels turned and ran for cover While the yankees sounded the attack Now he leads his troop, all branded cowards Up Droop Mountain bugles blow To win back the lost position They gave up seven score ago The locals say there is a legend Sometimes a cannon shot rings out In the fog atop Droop Mountain The rebel soldiers turn about Unlucky passers-by have seen them But their leader once again did fall Atop an unmarked rebel gravesite Near a yankee cannonball.
Confederate Cemetery on Droop Mountain, 18 Oct 2008.