1300s Europe was a dark time. A time of fear. People needed to find a scapegoat; someone to place the blame for all of the troubles people were having. The Black Plauge? Blame a woman. Your crops aren’t growing? Blame an old beggar. Throughout the decades, the blame would continue and cross over from Europe to America, traveling down the eastern sea board from Massachusetts to the Carolinas. But why stop there? How does one cure such a cursed life? Two ways: throw the problem into the water and pray that it floats–or sinks. Either way, you’ll take care of your problem.
Superstitious 