I live in Indian Springs.
My house was here during the French & Indian wars.
Whomever lived here at that time did not make to the frontier fort, , 2 miles away, that served as a refuge against the numerous Indian massacres, along with 93 others during a particularly vicious slaughter.
Digging post holes one day, we found part of log structure that had been burned, about 15 feet from my house.
[my house is also log]
While repairing one of the window frames, back in 1990, we discovered there was a “false wall” on the west side, with a large space between the actual structural logs and the hair & mud wall inside, where presumably one could try to hide.
Sometimes, all of that really creeps me out.
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