James Henry of Perry county was getting married. The problem was he had to decide which of his two mistresses to wed. Unable to decided for quite some time he decided to clear his mind by taking his favorite horse "Bob" for a buggy ride through the woods. Thinking of Rachel's eyes and the way she could cook, but there was Mary who loved to dance and had picked Bob as her favorite horse also. He soon dozed off but was suddenly awoke by Bob sneezing. Looking up James was thrilled to find out a decision had been made for him! Bob had stopped at Mary's cottage. He immediately strolled up to the door and asked her to marry him, of course she said yes and they were married 1844. Rachel was one of the bridesmaids, although her tears were not that of happy ones. James gave Bob to Mary for a wedding present. She was often seen riding in the woods near their new home until she found out she was pregnant. Mary died giving birth to a dead child in 1845. James had his wife buried in the cemetery behind the Evangelical United Brethren Chruch. Later he had a slate headstone placed on her grave. He would visit nearly everyday as to comfort his aching heart. A few years later he married his second sweetheart, Rachel. They moved into the same house of his former belated wife. James soon stopped visiting Mary's grave, trying to move on with his new life. On a stormy night Bob broke out of the barn, when James went out, he found his horse near the church. The next day the cemetery care-taker rushed to James and Rachel's house he looked as if he had seen a ghost. He exclaimed "Come quick its Mary's grave!" they rushed to the graveyard and on the headstone they found strange gouges, and scratches, Rachel said, "It looks like they were made by a horseshoe..." Goose pimples covered James' body. The next evening James went out to the barn to feed Bob. After he had not returned for some time, Rachel became concerned and went out to check on him. She screamed as she found her husband, he had been trampled to the ground by Bob. It was said they found strange gouges on his forhead...in the shape of a horseshoe. You can still see the markings on Mary Angle Henry's slate gravestone at Otterbein Cemetery on Route 22.