A black man once told me a story about the black water devil. Both his father and his preacher, on two separate occasions, were fishing on a Sunday morning. His father was at Cross Lake in Shreveport, Louisiana when a manlike creature, no bigger then three feet tall came up out of the water and started screaming at him, "eeeeeeeeeeeee". It was slick and black from head to toe and resembled something from the bowels of the earth or the pits of Hell. He left in such terror, never again did he dare go fishing on Sunday. The other occasion was his preacher on the Red River. He looked up on the shore and the water devil was standing there watching him. The two creatures descriptions were identical. So, it must be said that if you don't want to be visited by these entities, make sure you are in church on Sunday morning and not out fishing.