This mountain tale began as an experiment with Appalachian dialect to prove if it had readership and be understood. It did!
In 1771, under an old giant chestnut tree in Orange County North Carolina, Captain Messer stands on the top of an empty whiskey barrel. The end of a hangman’s noose is tight around his neck. He had clammed up about a missing British payroll gold shipment.
Governor William Postlethwaite is at the end of his patience with Captain Messer. He wanted his missing gold shipment.
He shouts at Captain Messer, “The last time Captain Messer, tell me where you hid my gold. Are's you meet, “Satan’s Collar"! Not a sound heard, then from the silent crowd came a lonely loud cry. “Die with it in ye Son! Don’t tell’um nothing! Die with it in ye!” He did.
Governor Postlethwaite only shook his head and shouted, “Colonel Brainerd kick that barrel out and sent this bastard to hell!” Brainerd did. And so was born the legend of Satan's Collar.