The Talbot County Werewolf
The only werewolf in Georgia's history
is said to be buried in O'Neal's District in Talbot County.
Some of the older citizens can tell the story of the unlikely
person who could turn into a werewolf at will to maraud
among the sheep.
Local residents complained that many of their sheep were
being attacked, even with several guards standing post.
And the dead sheep were never eaten by their attacker,
it seemed to kill simply for the joy of killing.
The species of the animal was unknown. Some thought that
it may be a grey wolf but the animal's tracks were not
like those of a grey wolf.
Land owners began to increase security. They made new
traps. More guards were placed over the sheep at night.
Professional hunters were brought in and new rifles were
They were never able to kill the creature. A couple of
times a hunter was able to shoot the animal from a distance
but could not bring it down. One farmer that had suffered
more extensive losses than the others swore that he would
kill the animal. He offered a $200 reward to anyone that
killed it. One day the farmer received a note asking him
to go to the farm of a new settler. The farmer did as the
note said and he met the new settler.
The person who had sent the note
was a hard-working and religious man. "Back home
in Bohemia, we had this same problem. People lose their
sheep for months until someone nearby tells us of the
werewolf legend. The werewolf loves to kill for fun,
just to taste the blood. So we villagers did the same
thing I am asking you to do. Here is my silver cross.
Take it and melt it into the shape of a bullet. It is
the only way a werewolf can be stopped."
The farmer melted down the cross and fitted
it into his own rifle. He sat with his flock to wait for
the animal. He wasn't kept waiting for long. On the second
night, the beast came to the flock he was guarding and
began its nightly slaughter. He took aim at the animal
and fired. The animal cried out a piercing scream, but
it sounded more like the sound of a woman screaming than
The farmer ran to check to see if he had killed it, but
it was nowhere to be found. Instead, however, he found
the left front foot of the beast, where the silver bullet
had cleanly sliced it off. The slaughters stopped from
It was not until years later that the town doctor revealed
on the very night of the shot he had bandaged a young woman's
arm for what looked like the damage from a bullet which
had taken off her entire hand and wrist.