All considered, a rewrite of the tale is apt to reflect all of the things we have learned over this winding saga. I present just that, for your consideration, adapted from the original 1928 article.
"...Miss Mary Angle and Miss Rachel Hodge, reigning belles of the countryside, and James K. Henry, a young farmer, were the three principals of the narrative which begins with the marriage of young Henry to Miss Angle on January 11, 1844.
A devoted couple - this was the approving verdict of the townsfolk. But their earthly attachment was short lived for on February 28, 1845 the winsome young wife died due to unknown causes while giving birth to a lusty son.
The husband was grief-stricken and as a sign of his sorrow, erected the grave marker, already mentioned.
On December 7, 1848, Henry took unto himself another wife - this time he chose Miss Rachel Hodge. Soon after this second marriage, some say within a week or two, there appeared on the grave marker of his first wife, the queer formation of a horse shoe. Where it came from or how it came to be in the lonely cemetery likely has a scientific explanation. no one knew but thereafterward, farmers having occasion to pass the grave yard after sunset, whipped up their mounts and, with averted heads, dashed past the spot at breakneck speed.
Shortly after the horseshoe print was first descried [sic], Henry was kicked to death by one of his horses - a high spirited mare, which had been the driving pet of his first wife. Henry was buried in a nearby grave yard and his second wife, who died soon after, was interred beside him.
James's death occurred on April 8, 1859, due to unknown causes, and was buried in an unknown grave yard. His second wife remarried six years later and lived until 1882.
Since their deaths and burial, the tale has persisted for well over a century sparking the curiosity of many persons claim to have seen the ghostly hue and glow when darkness has settled over the lonely graveyard. At such time, they say, two female figures, separated by the horseshoe, rise up in the horseshoe’s silvery brightness and gesticulate as though in dispute
... the salient episodes in the story happened over eighty one-hundred and seventy-eight years ago all efforts to obliterate the horseshoe print by human hands have failed. ..."
Sometimes, the truth is less strange than fiction but it shouldn't stop the innate curiosity surrounding the lasting horseshoe-shaped mark found upon a battered gravestone within a small cemetery in Perry County. There is still much to be said regarding the people involved who have continued to live on within the tale for over nearly two centuries. No act of preservation is fruitless and only serves to enrich our continued understanding of the past, as evidenced by the actions of those who have tirelessly worked to help elongate the life of Mary's gravestone.