My father told me the following story. There is a pot of gold hidden in our village under a thorn bush. The people say a man went out one day to dig for the pot of gold. He dug till he came to a broad flat stone.
A wild bull jumped out from under the bush and sprang at the man. The man ran home for his life. The next morning when the man got up he found his horse lying dead near the thorne bush.
The flag is yet to be seen. Every night horses are heard galloping through the field.