[Superstitions]

Dill, Walter, Stradling, J.d.

Chicago, Illinois, United States

1939-05-02

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CHICAGO FOLKSTUFF
It wqs about two weeks later when I was with another young
fellow on the walk along the beach. As squirts of that age will,
we decided to pick up a couple of girls. So we did. We took
them up to the promenade on the beach house and sat down over-
looking the lake. I don't remember haw the subject of devils came
up but one of the girls said, 'Yes, I believe in devils. My.
mother saw one right here on this beach. A red devil came up out
of the water and chased her.'
I still didn't think much of it until we took the girls home
that night. They lived in a small house way over on the West side.
The family was all out on the front porch trying to keep cool.
Something clicked in my head about the lake, red bathing suits
and devils when I was introduced to the old lady. Lo and behold
it was the same one who had left her lunch on the beach in that
fashion. And she still swears to this day that a red devil came
up out of the water and chased her clear out of the park.

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ADDRESS
DATE
SUBJECT
NAME OF INFORMANT
FORM 0
Text of Interview (Unedited)
CHICAGO FOLKSTUFF
Illinois
J. D. Stradling
553 South State Street
May 2, 1939
Superstitions
Walter Dill
Certainly I believe in devils. Generally people ask 'Well,
whoever saw a devil, anyway?' And that's why I believe in them.
CHICAGO
No. Words
People do see them, you know.
I was lying on the sand at Jackson Park Beach one hot afternoon
in summer among a lot of other people. Right nearby was an old lady
with her lunch on her lap, looking down and peeling an orange. It
was a year when the Park rented bright red bathing suits.
I was watching a man swimming in toward shore. When he felt
bottom under him he ceased swimming and stood up in shallow water
that was not much more than to his knees. He had on one of those
red bathing suits.
There was considerable commotion next to me and I looked over
to see the old lady scatter her lunch all over the sand as she leaped
to her feet. She beat it up the beach as fast as she could go and never
came back. I didn't know what was the matter with her and hardly gave
it a thought. Thoutht she migh have forgotten a cake in the oven or
something.