George Hodgson died in Dent [Yorkshire] in 1715, aged ninety-four.
So far nothing out of the ordinary…
But local rumors had it that his remarkable longevity was due to him selling his soul to the Devil; and that George enjoyed a daily glass of sheep’s blood as a tonic.
A farmer declared that he had once spotted a black hare – unquestionably a witch’s familiar – had understandably blasted at it with his gun, injured it and followed the creature’s bloody trail to George’s house, where he peered through a window and saw George bandaging a shot gun wound.
It wasn`t long after his burial [in a remote corner of the churchyard of the parish church, St Andrew’s], that people began to see George walking around the village at night. Some texts will add to this that the “victims” all died.
To prevent further deaths his body was exhumed. When the coffin was opened, it was found that his hair and nails had grown and the flesh was glowing pink as though the corpse were alive. The body was reburied next to the church porch, with a stake through its heart for good measure.