BIG COARSE NOISE
B: Turkeys?
D: Huh?
B: After the turkeys? D: Yeah.
B: Well, I had a bunch of turkeys over there on . . .well, I lived up there on the hill where Sherman owns now. I lived.. So I thought it was gettin’ about time of tha year y’know to gather m’ turkeys in t’ sell ’em y’ know. Put ’em up, and uh I saw one, well, kinda in the moonlight. I saw them go around, saw them turkeys. It was about a mile from the house. And . . . I went around, I didn’ take no gun with me, I dunno how come I didn’ take the gun, but I didn’ take the gun that time. It uz foggy, an’ I got out in that big side field, and then there’s woods that just, the fence went right around there . . . And when I got out there I could, the fog would go off once in awhile y’ know, you could see through the field and I didn’t see the turkeys nowhere. Well I think they was down side of the hill, down under the hill there’s a big woods and beech timber and stuff down there. Well I started down over in them woods y’ know, and the fog would blow ever’ once in awhile, you couldn’ see nary a bit, you’d have to wait. You couldn’ see nary a bit, just blow just as thick and then it’d blow off direc’ly. I went out the flat an just where you turn over the hill an’ I heared somethin’ direc’ly. Away down over in there I heared it, and I thought it uz a turkey at first. So I walked a little furder inside it, an’ I heared it was somethin’ comin’ clos’ner, I heared, it didn’ go like a turkey, that time. It was some other kind of a noise. And I heared it was comin’ right up toward me, right up the hill. I just went for the . . . oh, I was maybe thirty or forty steps from where you turn over the hill. I jus’ stopped there, I don’ know why I didn’ go on out, but I didn’. I jus’ stopped, right there, and jus’ stood there. And the next time boys, it wuz a gittin’, now it wuz a gittin’ clost, an’ that was th’ awfullest noise that ever I’ve heared any kind of animal make in my life. I never did hear an animal since that day even like it. An’ I stood stiff jus’ fer the . . . , an’ the
next time, it uz jus’ right at the top upon that flat, an’ I got outta there. The fog jus’ come on, an’ you talk a feller gettin’ outta there, now I did, because it’s sump’n’ that I had never heared before. Now I dunno what it was I don’ know, I’ll never know what that was. An’ Aint Dice Cogar was up, an’ she tol’ me what kind of a noise that made, an’ boys, now hit sounded jus’ like the same noise that thing made. An’ hit was a big coarse noise hit was a makin’. Now I got out of the . . .
D: What’d she, what was she talkin’ about?
B: She said hit was one a them gorillas just as shore as . . . D: One a them yay-hoes?
B: Huh?
D: One a them yay-hoes?
B: Yessir, that’s what she said it was. Now she wadn’, now she wadn’ much afraid, ol’ Aint Dice wasn’t; she went up that Williams River a ‘sangin’. Go up that Williams, she’d go a way up that Williams River ya know by herself. An’ now you couldn’, boys she wouldn’ go back without somebody with her, anymore.
D: Is that right?
B: She swore hit was somethin’, she didn’ know what it was. Said she had never heared nothin’ like that. She said one a them yay-hoes. I dunno what it was, now boys, that was sumthin’ that I don’ know what it was. I’ve never heared a noise like that since. Never did hyear, an’ I can tell you purt near what any kind of animal is in the woods when I hear it. I never did hear nothin’ make a noise like that. An’ hit was a comin’, now I mean it was a comin’ to me, whatever it was I dunno whether it knowed I was there or not, it was comin’ to me.
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