They took her to the cemet'ry In a big ol' cadillac They took her to the cemet'ry But they did not bring her back. —old song

The boundaries of our country sir? Why sir, on the north we are bounded by the Aurora Borealis, on the east we are bounded by the rising sun, on the south we are bounded by the procession of the Equinoxes, and on the west by the Day of Judgement —The American Joe Miller's Jest Book

One question that has always intrigued me is what happens to demonic beings when immigrants move from their homelands. Irish-Americans remember the fairies, Norwegian-Americans the nisser , Greek-Americans the vryókolas , but only in relation to events remembered in the Old Country. When I once asked why such demons were not seen in America, my informants giggled confusedly and said, "They're scared to pass the ocean, it's too far," pointing out that Christ and the apostles never came to America. —Richard Dorson, "A Theory For American Folklore", American Folklore and the Historian

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