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The next morning William Andrews wanted to check on his strawberries and stepped out into the garden towards slight fog. He discovered the pieces of a shattered barrel in the strawberry patch (William Andrews lives at the bottom of the gallows hill). They had caused only minor damage among the fresh plants. The barrel must have crashed at considerable speed, it could only have rolled down from the hill, he thought to himself. Slightly annoyed at the mess in his garden, he threw the wood on a wood pile for heating purposes. He thought about how the barrel could have been set in motion. The wind seemed like the only explanation. He looked up to the hilltop. Light fog surrounded it. He knew that old gallows were up there but couldn't see them from down here.
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