There was a man who came to the New World from the Old. He worked hard and saved his money, and in time he bought himself a parcel of land and began to farm it.
Now it so happened that on this land there were some mounds.
"Dig 'em up, see what's inside," said some. "Plow 'em under," said others.
But the man knew mounds from the Old Country, and he knew that no good ever comes of meddling with them. And so he did neither.
Well, the man prospered and bought more land, and on this land also there were mounds. But no more did he meddle with these than he had with the others.