They\u27s some folks what believes in haints, said Grampy Hagen. We, my brother Johnnie and I, were ready for bed, but first we huddled together in front of the fire while Grampy Hagen sat in the big old oak rocking chair. Yes, sir, some folks believes in haints \u27n spooks \u27n things. But I weren\u27t one of \u27em, no sir! Leastwise, not afore I spent the night in the cabin down in the holler by the Willow Creek wash
