Can someone tell me what this means?

Thanks for reading.

I was detecting deep in the woods and found an old campsite. After finding a V nickle dated 1907 and some wheat's I came up another good signal at the base of a huge boulder which turned out to be an intact mason jar with a fork in it and sealed tight. I didn't think anything about but when I mentioned finding it to a grounds keeper "who is in his 60's" he kept asking me where I found it. I asked why he wanted to know and he said that a "mason jar with a fork in it" was a sign for something and he wouldn't go any further into telling me what it meant.

My question to all of you is does anyone know what it does mean? I know I've searched every site that I could find and couldn't even get a whiff of a clue. I hope someone can clue me in.

Thanks all

Ok...I will tell you ,but you might not like the answer.

Witches Bottles are often hidden around someones property or home as a means of protection. You fill the jar with something that would represent nastiness....such as rusty nails and screws, pins, needles
bent pieces of metal, sharp pottery shards,knife or fork ,
broken glass,etc.

These bottles are believed to be for  Home,Property or Personal Protection .

Hmmmm

As if life isn't bad enough without being cursed again...OH WAIT...I got divorced..so that curse is lifted  j/k

Actually I had found about 5-10 other forks, spoons and knives buried all over the area and this one was near a boulder like where a person would sit and eat. You have to understand this is 200 yards from a road in the deep woods and on a hill side. It's not within a quarter mile of a house in any direction. So while what you say may be true, I do not believe that in "this case" it would fit.

Well...maybe something is buried there and the jar is protecting it!

Well...maybe something is buried there and the jar is protecting it!

.... and .. if you open the jar and release the JuJu .. you get forked! 

Well...maybe something is buried there and the jar is protecting it!

.... and .. if you open the jar and release the JuJu .. you get forked! 

HAhahahaha!    You are now haunted forever by a Fork.

That's a thought.

I'm not one to disbelieve in something because I've just not experienced it. But the fork has already been removed from the jar by my GF so I guess I'm safe to do a little more digging around...I just wont take her...lol

Appreciate you.

Are any of the other forks, spoon or knives found same pattern as the one in the jar?

Ya know that's a good question but I really didn't pay all that much attention. Some I know were silver plated but really worn and the one in the jar was in perfect shape.

Guess I need to see if I can find out and give you an answer.

well...evidently the groundskeeper knows more than he is telling....he knows a rumor of something or else he wouldnt have been so elusive

I agree with Gypsy Heart.

I believe it was put there for protection, or to help get rid of an evil influence.
It is a well known spell in Europe and also within the Wiccan cirlces.

If it is towards the south part of the property, then it is for protection; on the east side of the property, it would be there to draw a good influence.

Thanks,
Vickie

Evidently so.

This small area of an estimated 300 yards has given me quite a bit.  Everything from 3 king g coppers and flat buttons,  a 1946 dog license, alot of clad with a few silver tossed in the mix and about 500 fired rifle, pistol bullets. The list goes on and on. It is land that was owned by George Washington and sold after his death.

Here is what I know from talking to other groundskeepers. There was a revolutionary camp on it. It is a shooting range and has been for the last 50 years. The shooting range sits on top of a dump that has been bulldozed over and I'm sore as all get out having to pick through the years to get to the layer of the camp. I have found one old well way back in the woods on a hill side but have found nothing at all close to it. The well is about 200 yards away from where I found the fork and jar on the other side of the hill so I doubt that has anything to do with it.

This area has me stumped as to where to concentrate my efforts because it is all pretty much hard to get to unless I want to go detect the old dump....gee...that's too easy to find.

So every chance I get I toss on the heavy pants, jacket and bug juice and hit the green briers.

Ummm

Since it is out in the middle of the woods near no houses at all mayhaps if it was placed there it was to protect the camp "eating area" itself, which is little more than a small hilltop over looking a bend in the creek at the bottom of a hill.

I don't know.

OR....someone was just sitting there eating canned fruit 40 years ago and set the thing down and left it there...lol

Wow Gypsy Heart, you know your juju  I remember as a little boy my father telling me that the Dutch in our valley believed iron would keep the witches away. (I've got so many piles of iron around this spread from detecting that it is witch free!)  Here's another tidbit from the old days which will probably be forgotten soon enough. There was an old Dutch farmer from the hill above us who sometimes came down to talk to my father back in the 50's. "Poppy" and "Mommy" Shaefer, and they looked like a pair out of "Mother Goose"; every day she'd lead the cows down our dirt road carrying a long stick and with one of those cloth bonnets on her head, they had no indoor plumbing, chickens running around the yard, the whole bit. It was wonderful! They never left the valley in their lives except to take one trip to Atlantic City back in the teens!  Anyway, I remember Poppy telling my father about "pow wow". It was the old Dutch "medicine."  I wish I'd sat there and listened more, as all I remember is that for a headache they'd tie a red piece of wool around your head and that would chase it away!

Wow Gypsy Heart, you know your juju  I remember as a little boy my father telling me that the Dutch in our valley believed iron would keep the witches away. (I've got so many piles of iron around this spread from detecting that it is witch free!)  Here's another tidbit from the old days which will probably be forgotten soon enough. There was an old Dutch farmer from the hill above us who sometimes came down to talk to my father back in the 50's. "Poppy" and "Mommy" Shaefer, and they looked like a pair out of "Mother Goose"; every day she'd lead the cows down our dirt road carrying a long stick and with one of those cloth bonnets on her head, they had no indoor plumbing, chickens running around the yard, the whole bit. It was wonderful! They never left the valley in their lives except to take one trip to Atlantic City back in the teens!  Anyway, I remember Poppy telling my father about "pow wow". It was the old Dutch "medicine."  I wish I'd sat there and listened more, as all I remember is that for a headache they'd tie a red piece of wool around your head and that would chase it away!

ha my last name is schafer

Well I went back today to where this was found.

I checked the whole area in all metal and didn't find a thing anywhere near where the jar was and didn't find a thing. Well since my hair didn't fall out and my dog didn't fall ever dead I guess I am ok.

Thanks all
G

Some old Dutch superstitions:
1. Rain drops on a child under a year will cause freckles. To get rid of freckles, wash the face with dew from the grass.
2. Payment of the doctor's fee in full will prevent a child from growing.
3. A child born on the thirteenth of the month will be unlucky.
4. A child born on Wednesday will be stupid or have a short life.
5. To get rid of corns, rub a candle on a corpse, then on the corns.
6. For hysteria, pass your finger between your toes and smell it. This may also be used for colds.
7. To grow a moustache: put sweet milk or cream on your lip and let the cat lick it off.
8. For nosebleeds, one can chew newspaper.
9. A large wife and a large barn bring any man luck.
10. To prevent a quarrel, throw some salt over the left shoulder.
11. Stirring something with a knife causes side stitches.
12. You will have a cause to feel ashamed if you put on your shoes before your trousers.
13. Wednesday is a poor wash day. Bad luck may come to those who wash on this day, or their cattle may die

Stupid me, I was thinking of doing laundry tommorrow.

Interesting information, as information always is, expanding my knowledge. 
I think I'll avoid Number Nine - to start with 

Mike

Interesting information, as information always is, expanding my knowledge. 
I think I'll avoid Number Nine - to start with 

Mike

Start with 7 then 9 and 13 

Maybe you can replace the jar with a better fork? Have you talked with the land owner again?

Years ago someone was traveling, stoped to camp, had a jar of peaches,put the fork in the jar for easy transport and forgot it . Tony

Talked the the groundskeeper but he didn't have anything else to say. Like I said I spent a few more hours in the area and found nothing else at that rock but did manage to find another 3 spoons and a fork that was broken in half. I've come to the conclusion that this was a lunch area for the loggers when they were clearing the surrounding hills back in the early 1900's. Seems a fitting place to sit and have something to eat. I did find a leaf shaped metal and plastic broach and a metal lipstick case also. Have no idea why that was there but whatever.

Well...maybe something is buried there and the jar is protecting it!

.... and .. if you open the jar and release the JuJu .. you get forked! 

Now that made me laugh very loud

Yeah that had me laughing as well... 

Well...maybe something is buried there and the jar is protecting it!

.... and .. if you open the jar and release the JuJu .. you get forked! 

HAhahahaha!    You are now haunted forever by a Fork.

Haunted forever by a Fork  Just in case I would replace jar with a very nice Fork 

Maybe I should stick a digital recorder in the jar with it and see if I can catch some strange forkin voices!! 

How about a picture of the Mason jar?

That could help on date if pattern/maker of fork is unknown  You may have to replace both mason jar and fork 

Actually the GF took the fork and the jar is still where it was found.

Shrug

Years ago someone was traveling, stoped to camp, had a jar of peaches,put the fork in the jar for easy transport and forgot it . Tony

Without getting more info from the elusive groundskeeper I would say Tony in SC got it  I'm not sure about the peaches 

Years ago someone was traveling, stoped to camp, had a jar of peaches,put the fork in the jar for easy transport and forgot it . Tony

Without getting more info from the elusive groundskeeper I would say Tony in SC got it   I'm not sure about the peaches  

He should have returned the jar and fork to his Grandma so she could use it again. Maybe he just forgot it. 

The obvious solution to your conundrum is to invite the man to hunt with you
share and share alike. You show him where you found the jar and you both look for his story. If you don't trust him show him the wrong rock. If he then refuses to tell you his information he will never find what he is looking for but you will be able to figure it out by where he digs and how deep he digs. siegfried schlagrule