Appalachian Mountain Culture and Ghost Stories
Appalachian Mountain ghost stories, culture, folklore and people.
Ask many longtime residents of the Southern Appalachian Mountains whether they believe in ghosts and the answer is likely to be an emphatic “no.” In this strongly Protestant region of the South, humorously called the “buckle of the Bible Belt,” such beliefs are considered by some to be against the teachings of Scripture. “Th’ Bible preaches that when somethin’ dies, it’s gone,” they might say. “If you don’t believe th’ Bible, you don’t believe nothin’.”
But to others, ghost stories have become legends passed down from the family hearth to the country store porch and beyond. Unlike folk tales, which are recognized as fiction by both storyteller and audience, legends are accounts of events that the storyteller believes to have actually occurred, either to himself or to someone else in the past.
These legends generally contain a human character who comes into contact with the supernatural. How this character chooses to deal with this encounter enables the storyteller to teach a lesson about society’s ethical and moral codes. Therefore, although a belief in revenants (returners from the dead) may contradict Biblical teachings, ghost stories still contains life lessons that were important to this Appalachian mountain community.
The fear and isolation associated with early mountain life helped give birth to many paranormal accounts that, in turn, evolved into ghost stories. As in other regions of the South, however, modern influences have diluted the art of storytelling in the mountains. This is why some old-timers are likely to tell you that “there used t’be more ghosts then than now.”
Learn more about the Southern Appalachian region by following these links:
The Appalachian Mountains are a narrow and extensive mountain system that parallels the eastern coast of North America for approximately 1,212 miles. Formed about 250 million years ago, it is one of the oldest mountain systems on Earth.
The Appalachian Mountains stretch from Newfoundland all the way down to the northern sections of Alabama and Georgia. They are separated from the eastern Coastal Plain by a massive fall line. The system is a mixture of mountains, valleys, high ridges and wide, dissected plateaus. Dense forests cover much of the system, and some rock structures date back to the Precambrian and early Paleozoic eras.
Two of the most prominent Appalachian ranges can be found in the Southern United States. The Great Smoky Mountains in Tennessee and North Carolina have some of the tallest and most rugged peaks in the system, with some towering over 6,000 feet (Mt. Mitchell in North Carolina is the highest peak east of the Mississippi River at 6,684 feet). The backbone of the system, the Blue Ridge, starts in Georgia and stretches north to Pennsylvania.
On the eastern side of the Southern Appalachian Mountains, between the Blue Ridge and the fall line, is a rolling plateau known as the Piedmont, which takes up large portions of Georgia, the Carolinas and Virginia. On the western side is the Cumberland Plateau, stretching from southern West Virginia to Alabama. In-between the Great Smoky Mountains and the Cumberland is a hilly region called the Ridge and Valley, which stretches from central Alabama up to New York State.
Several Native American tribes lived in the Appalachian Mountains before the arrival of white settlers. In the South, one of the most prominent tribes was the Cherokee. According to Cherokee legend, the Great Smoky Mountains were formed by a giant buzzard circling above the earth after a great flood. When this buzzard reached the Smokies, he plummeted to the earth in exhaustion. Where his massive wings touched the earth, the mountain valleys appeared.
The Cherokees learned to coexist with the European settlers. They even fought with them against the British during the War of 1812. But with the discovery of gold in north Georgia, the federal government made a concerted effort to drive the Cherokees out, culminating in the infamous Trail of Tears removal of 1838.
There are some descendants of the original Cherokees living in the Southern Appalachian Mountains today. Some believe that they are descendants of Tsali, a brave warrior who gave himself up for murdering a white soldier during the Trail of Tears. In exchange, Colonel William Thomas, a white friend, promised Tsali that his tribe could remain in the hills. Other Cherokees simply disappeared into the mountains.
Early mountain life was difficult for the European settlers. Completely isolated from the outside world, they struggled to survive on the rocky hillsides. But they were also a fiercely independent group, with their own system of law and unique cultural traits. Despite the widespread changes caused by modern influences, bits and pieces of early Appalachian Mountain culture can still be found today.
Much of the Appalachian Mountain system is now used for recreational purposes. Parks such as Great Smoky Mountains National Park attract thousands of visitors a year while also serving as wildlife sanctuaries. The Appalachian Trail, a 2,143-mile footpath stretching between Mount Katahdin in Maine and Springer Mountain in Georgia, was completed in 1937. This trail is used and maintained by stout hikers from around the world.
The original Appalachian settlers were largely Scotch-Irish immigrants who clawed their way through the lush and rugged hill country in the early 1700s. Clannish and fiercely independent folk, these settlers had rebelled against the restrictive laws of their homeland, and were in search of a place where their Protestant beliefs could flourish without interference. They were awed by the dense hardwood forests teaming with game, the fresh, sparkling rivers filled with fish, and the eerie mist creeping through the valleys that reminded them so much of the Scottish Highlands back home (this is how the Smoky Mountains got their name).
Deep within the cool hollows, the settlers staked their claims. The virgin forests provided plentiful building materials for their log cabins and furniture. They raised small crops of corn, potatoes and black-eyed peas, and fruit trees and gourds to make containers. The men were crack shots, hunting the woods day and night for “beasties” (animals) with the help of their loyal dogs, which they would proudly describe as “part hound, part cur” (or fierce breed of dog).
Inside the tiny, one room cabins, the women would dye clothes with berries and bark gathered from the forest and cook dinner on the huge stone fireplaces. In-between chores, they would knit quilts on their looms, using elaborate patterns with unique names like “nine-patch,” “double-wedding ring” and “dove-in-the-window.”
Corn shuckings, house raisings and log rollings were regular community events. But the most popular social events were the mountain dances, also called “play parties” since the church didn’t approve of dancing. These parties were generally casual and easygoing. Fiddlers, sometimes accompanied by a banjo and dulcimer would play alternately humorous and plaintive ballads that reminded the settlers of their homeland and lost relatives. Occasionally, the musicians would make up ballads about interesting community events. These “play parties” were some of the only fun times that these hard working settlers ever had.
Whenever their way of life was threatened, these settlers fought back fiercely. After long skirmishes with the Cherokees and the British army, some mountain communities found themselves at odds with the Confederate army. These self-reliant people had never had to rely on slaves for labor, and couldn’t support the South’s secession from the Union. As a result, some communities were regularly harassed by the Confederate army, who took prisoners, vandalized property and stole livestock. In some areas, children were placed along the mountain tops to warn of approaching Confederate troops.
Isolated from the Confederacy and the Federal government, which the mountain people later blamed for not coming to their aid during the Civil War, many mountain communities turned away from the outside world. Little immigration took place through the nineteenth century, leading to intermarriage within families. But the mountain people were always kind to wayward strangers. Their doors were always left open for strangers to “light and hitch” (visit) with the family, and a bed was always prepared.
Although the mountain people tamed small plots of land around their homes, they were still surrounded by miles of mysterious, dense forest. They were already a superstitious group – everyone knew that the moon affected planting cycles, the tail of a hound dog attracted lightning and that an axe placed under the bed of a birthing motherslove would kill the pain. But as night fell across the hills, the seemingly impenetrable forest would come alive with spooky sounds and lights. Whatever these settlers heard or saw found their way into the stories told around the fireplace at night.
Although modern influences have had a dramatic impact on early mountain culture, some of the “old timey” ways can still be found in the hills today.
The second and third generations of the original Appalachian settlers eventually pressed against the limits of sustenance. Migrating from the low valleys into the creek branches, sub-valleys and steep hillsides, these families had extreme difficulty farming the rocky terrain. Barely able to make a living from their crops, many families fell into poverty, leading to widespread disease and malnutrition.
Early twentieth century social workers were horrified with some of the conditions they found there: little or no sanitation, children lacking shoes or fresh clothes, families with ten to twelve kids crammed into dirty, one-room shacks. Distrusting of “furriners” toting little black bags filled with “black magic,” some mountain families became their own pharmacists, using odd assortments of herbs, tonics and roots to treat everything from typhoid fever to measles. As a result, the mortality rate soared.
These social workers brought what was to become the first wave of modernization to the hills. Trained nurses would set up shop in the communities and teach families about personal hygiene and homemaking skills. Fathers were taught how to read and write. Corps of midwives traveled throughout the hills helping deliver babies. Some of these social workers were indeed heroes, riding across terrible mountain roads, swollen streams and swinging bridges to reach the isolated families.
In the early 1900s, large lumber companies began to eye the Southern Appalachian region. The region had been generally bypassed for the flatlands of Mississippi and Louisiana, but after these areas had been fully “slashed and burned,” lumber scouts began discovering the virgin hardwood forests in the hills. Mill towns and railroads sprung up seemingly overnight, scarring the landscape and causing major pollution and erosion problems. Human life and land were cheap for many of these companies: loggers were forced to work extremely long hours with the constant threat of accidents, dismemberment and death. Despite the risks, however, many mountain residents were forced to work for the companies to support their impoverished families.
With the construction of new highways, modern influences began to have a dramatic impact on mountain life and culture. The influx of radio, television and printed matter diluted traditional mountain speech. Younger families, faced with a bleak future in the hills, migrated to the cities. One by one, the mountain communities emptied.
But perhaps there’s something about the fear associated with rapid modernization that has lately made people nostalgic for the “old ways.” For thousands of tourists visit the Appalachian Mountains each year searching for signs of early mountain culture. Past the curio shops and amusement parks, they are likely to see and hear traces of early mountain life: an elderly farmer still plowing his steep fields with a team of horses, story swapping on country store porches, traditional bluegrass music on a community radio station, hand-carved crafts, fiddles and dulcimers, small white churches dotting the hillsides. In mountain speech, one can still hear words and expressions from pre-colonial times.
Although it is unclear what will happen in the next century, our constant need for the reassuring simplicity of the “old ways” is likely to keep Appalachian Mountain culture alive for generations to come.
The Great Smoky Mountains of Tennessee and North Carolina represent some of the highest and most rugged peaks in the Appalachian Mountains. Many peaks are in excess of 6,000 feet, with Clingmans Dome in eastern Tennessee being the tallest at 6,644 feet.
The name “Smoky” comes from the bluish mist that envelops the hills. Abundant rainfall and fertile soils have given the Smokies one of the world’s finest examples of temperate deciduous forest. A wide variety of flora is in abundance here, as are many different species of birds and other wildlife.
Due to wildlife preservation policies, much of the area looks as it did to the early Native American and European settlers. Restored log cabins and barns from the pioneer era are scattered throughout the area.
By the beginning of the twentieth century, the Smokies were threatened by lumbering and mining companies. Although these industries brought jobs to mountain families, they wrecked havoc on the environment. By the late 1920s, a move was underway by the federal government to turn the Great Smoky Mountains into a protected wildlands sanctuary. Thanks to a large donation from John D. Rockefeller, along with community efforts in Tennessee and North Carolina, over 400,000 acres of land were acquired by the government, and Great Smoky Mountains National Park was established in 1930.
Like other remnants of early Appalachian mountain life, the old time speech of the original settlers has been largely eroded away by modernization.
Most of the original settlers were immigrants from the English Isles, although some German and Dutch settlers also made the journey. They brought with them colorful, Elizabethan era words and phrases which one can find in the works of Shakespeare.
As time passed, the isolation of mountain life transformed the language. Words were mispronounced, phrases and sentences were rearranged, and new words were created to fit the rugged mountain life these settlers faced. Intermarriage within mountain communities also caused this unique language to flourish for many years.
It wasn’t until the twentieth century that mountain language was transformed by the modern influences of the outside world. Radio, television and newspapers, along with an influx of modern schools and colleges, taught the younger generation a new, “grammatically correct” way of speaking. As the exodus of young families from the mountains grew, mountain dialect became less prevalent.
One can still hear some of the original dialect in the more isolated mountain communities. If you find yourself in such places, listen closely for unique words and sayings like:
a-childing : pregnant
corn-fed critters : poor people
a give-out : an announcement
arm baby : child small enough to be carried in someone’s arms
a whoop and a holler : a long distance
ain’t had much schoolhousing : isn’t very educated
bald faced whiskey : fresh whiskey from a still
bigging it and bigging it : exaggerating
bonny : good
butter-mouthed : speaking in flattering terms
chunk-washer : heavy rain
death watch : ticking insect in the wall of a house that meant death in the family.
dogtrot : covered passageway between two rooms
doney-girl : female sweetheart
et : ate
fur : far
graveyard cough : deep, tubercular cough
goozler : boy whose voice is changing
jairy : nervous
kiver : cover
knee child : child small enough to sit on a knee
lap child : child small enough to be held in a lap
pap : father
pile up with trash : associate with low class, immoral people
rip and tear : raise cain
since Heck was a pup : a long time ago
skun : skinned
turn right-handed : turn right
turn left-handed : turn left
yan : yonder
yan side : the farthest side
For more information on the Appalachian Mountains, check out the following links:
Very comprehensive site on the trail, with state by state information.
Media arts center in Whitesburg, Kentucky that produces and presents work celebrating the culture and voices the concerns of people living in the Appalachian Mountains.
The Foxfire books and magazines are still the definitive publications on Appalachian culture.
Great Smoky Mountains National Park
This site has information on all the recreational and naturalist activities available in the park.
Photos courtesy of Foxfire, Great Smoky Mountains National Park.
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19 Responses to “Appalachian Mountain Culture and Ghost Stories”
My family is from Appalachia, and I don’t know a single person from their region of southeastern Kentucky that DOESN’T believe in ghosts!
While not born in the beautiful Smokies, I bring my 12 grand kids there once every year to see the beauty and learn of the past. I try hard to tell them true stories of the region, but they are growing older and want to hear “ghost “stories of the region and Gatlinburg. This year we are staying in Wears Valley area. Do you have any stories that you might share. I wrote one a few years back, “The Curse of 21″. Please let me know thank you and good story telling.
Love all the stories about Appalachia as there are similar stories circulate the internet. I like this one more though.
My grandmother, Essie McCall, was born in 1898 in Rabun County, Ga just below where the three states meet. I always loved it when she talked about what it was like living in these mountains. She said there was a pig trail or a nearby mountain she couldn’t climb. So she did. Foxfire books are my favorite books. having hike the Bartram trail, the Ozark Highlands Trail, and the Foothills Trail i have met the most wonderful people and seen some amazing sights. I found out first hand why my grandmother loved the mountain life so much. I have an even deeper appreciation for the people who have and those who still live there. i support Christian Appalachia, partly because of my grandmother but mostly because i feel a kinship.
I have lived in the shadow of the great smoky mountians all my lift. my family has lived and survived in these mountians for hundreds of years. even my father and grandfather have walked these “valleys and hills” all thier lives. the stories are still passed down from generation to generation. i my self have travlled and see wonderful lands all over the world, but the springs, forests, and wind from these “hills” are still running friercly through my veins. my father says there are no ghosts in “them there hills.” but i have been there and i have felt the ghosts of the past telling me thier tales. they are alive and well. these mountians are so much apart of me that i even married a man form the other end of the trail in up state New York. so no matter where we are the Great Mountians are still very close by. when you live and breath these wonderous and mysterious mountians, you will know when you are truly “home”. they take care of thier own.
the appalachians is cool
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Born and Bread in the foothills of the Appalachian mountains of central Alabama. My ancestor Aaron Crowson was an original founder of Crowson Cove that is now called Cades Cove. When I lived in Selma in the 1970’s and was youth pastor of a Methodist Church I met Kathryn Tucker Windham. She wrote a book about Ghost stories in Alabamahttp://www.encyclopediaofalabama.org/face/Article.jsp?id=h-1582
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sounds strange a family from the uk found itself liveing in a strange place in NC at 11 years old in 1987 i can not remember names etc, only the strange going on,s i saw first hand as a child….we rented a log cabin up the side of a mountain past a big black rock on your left just before the home, a large plush log cabin front porch built over a modern basement new rooms patio doors,
lean to/car port led into the liveing area all wood flooring open plan kitchen to the left / hallway to 2 bedrooms on left mine.sister bathroom right end master bedroom huge fireplace then a doorway down to the cellar modern rooms
a huge room/patio doors.. the 2/3 rooms one locked…arfter some very strage happenings we had a priest out with holy water in that room it was full of black magic items i do not wish here to say what went on. but at 11 now 40 it will never ever leave me regards james lincoln uk
Mountain life is similar everywhere.I have lived and travelled in a part of the Himalayas .The simple,hardy hillfolk.Their emotional and expressive language is similar to what is described here.May Mother Nanda Devi bless us all.
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thanks for the history! i am writing a story about the virginia valley, near Staunton, and the language examples a good.
Since I live in nc in the beautiful blue ridge mountains, I have many stories to tell about my home.
My nana (family friend) was in her house one day and she was looking at her cellar which was about 100 yards away from her house. Right behind the cellar is the mountain. The cellar is built into the side of the mountain. Anyway, she was looking at the cellar and she saw a woman floating in the air in a white dress holding a candle. Her house was ruined in a flood and she has built a different house on the property and the new house is right beside the cellar. She says now she can hear screams coming from the cellar some nights.
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Enjoyed reading this article tremendously , however, the writer incorrectly states that the Great Smokey Mountains got that name due to the bluish mist that often covers the hills. The Great Smokies were named the smokies thanks to both the frequent true fog and the clouds which often blanket that particular mountain range. It so happens that the sub-range reffered to as the Smokies, are comprised of mountains which are elevated suffeciently to extend into lower cloud decks, while also, creating cloud decks via oragraphic lift. Visitors to these mountains whom encounter these clouds as they drive or hike upwards into the mountains often incorrectly refer to those clouds as fog. The GS’s are indeed often blanketed in true fog, thanks primarly to the cooler temperatures, inherent to higher elevations, and the massive amount of water vapor which frequently converges on the mountains from the Atlantic, the Gulf of Mexico, the Pacific and even the Great lakes. As you know, fog is formed quite readily when a moisture laiden parcel of the atmosphere is cooled down to the dew point temperature, causing condensation to occour.
For those that do not already know, another name for the Smokies, is the Unicoi mountains. The Uncois, while often thought of as being part of the Blue Ridge mountains, are in reality a seperate range or sub-range of the mountain complex which includes the Blue Rige mountains. The Unicoi range lies just to the west of the Blue Ridge escarpment. As many readers are aware, the Blue Ridge mountains earned their name from the Bluish haze which cloaks not only the Blue Ridge proper, but a large portion of the Appalachian mountain complex. This blue haze is created by the chemical reactions triggered by the combination of high atmospheric moisture content and a substance known as isoprene, which is released from the abundant mountain vegitation.
Yes sir re, thares lots of spirits here en these hillz. Tha kind ye find in a bottle uf corn sippens that iz.