Between Elsenheim and Illhaeusern, on the bridge over the Kreuzoderbach, a ghostly shepherd wanders with his flock and his black dog.
A farmer who wished to cross the bridge at eleven o’clock at night found it blocked by a sheepfold in which the flock stood. He waited quietly for them to move on. And when midnight struck in Elsenheim, the sheep suddenly vanished, together with the dog and the shepherd, and the way was clear.


