One night about 11:PM; Grandmom was setting by the lantern reading her Bible when she heard a scream, "MOTHER." Grandmom said, " That's Judy." She jumped up and started to run out the door. We heard her and jumped out of bed, running behind Grandmom. When the moon was shining bright, it would reflect on the Canal, and make it quite light, but this night it was very dark. As Judy walked the path, she bumped into something, and it went EE haw, and turned and hit her with it's head right in her ribs.
There was the mule that belonged to the Dewsnap family. It broke loose and pulled his chain along with him. The chain got caught on the bushes and he couldn't go anywhere. Grandpop followed behind us with his flashlight and got the mule loose. We took him home with us and tied him up. The next day he was taken home, but Judy didn't forget him in any hurry.
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