Jefferson from Chapmanslade writes:
website on Dilton Marsh tells the story about Dead Maids
in Chapmanslade. (This part of Chapmanslade used to
be part of Dilton Marsh.) The site is at www.dilton_marsh.org.uk/people/deadmaids/php
young lady of the parish was being pursued by two suitors.
The two men decided to fight a duel to determine which
one of them should marry her.
the ensuing duel, one of them was shot dead.
man had been the owner of a black dog which, seeing
the demise of its master, attacked the other man, killing
Totally distressed at losing both her suitors, the young
lady then took her own life and was buried at Dead Maids
crossroads, which is located on the edge of the old
- may be not quite like the Black Dog of the Dead
then, the black dog has haunted the local woods, which
appropriately are called Black Dog Woods.
Another story suggests that the black dog was, in fact,
owned by a highwayman who used to conduct his business
on what is now Black Dog Hill, on the A36.
there is a straight round running up the hill, but in
previous times the road used to meander tortuously up
the hill and, with its many bends, was an ideal place
for a highwayman to lurk.
dog's job, by the way, was to leap up onto the stagecoach
and attack the driver in the neck, thus halting the
watch out if you are on the A36 between Warminster and
Bath (the modern version of the black dog is a speed
camera, by the way!).
wallace usaza - Zambian
when i passed thru, the place was so serene and inviting. Those stories about the black dog are just old ladies' tales.
spooky things in green lane
heeeey ace story, we went on the A36 to get to... wherever we are, where my uncle lives anyway. we saw dead maids and everybody was like "i bet that there's a story behind that.." all i could think of was that it sounded like such a good band name! aaaaaanyways, good story.
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The Black Dog as we've known it in the Wiltshire has been always corelated with death or bettermore an image of impending tragedy.
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black dog to us growing up in sussex was a protector if you were alone and felt fear. it would appear in size in direct relation to how afraid you were.
A few years ago while visiting my parents house i saw a collie sized black dog at the top of their stairs. I saw the dog in the corner of my eye, so i turned my head to look up the stairs and saw the dog rise from a laid down position and turn to walk into my brothers bedroom. When i asked my parents who the dog belonged to, they said what dog? I ran upstairs to find no dog there. A few days later my brother who's room it was committed suicide. This same dog was seen by my sister in my parents house and in her own house days before as well.