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I remember stories that I was told as a child.  One was that my great, great grandfather, still living in West Virginia, along with one of his brothers, was coming home through the mountains at night on horseback.  During that ride, a panther sprang out of a tree and lit behind the saddle of one of the horses and the horses naturally threw a fit and bucked either my great great grandfather or his brother and the panther off his back.

Another story I remember hearing as a kid is that the Keller (possibly Joab) who hid out in the mountains awoke one morning and found that a big rattlesnake had crawled under his blankets with him.  He did not panic and somehow, luckily, he did not get bit.  This man had several children, some of whom would bring grub up to him every so often and there was a rebel busy-body who tried to trail them and find out where they went.  One day, this old rebel was found with a bullet in his head.

The henry Keller family were all raised Dunkards and thier second son, Jacob H. Keller, was a Drunkard minister in Udell, Iowa.

The Henry Keller family were strictly northern people and would have had, most likely, a difficult time living in Virginia after the Civil War due to their sympathy for the North during the war.


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