Villisca Ax Murder House

Villisca Ax Murder House (Villisca, Iowa)
In the pre-dawn hours of June 10, 1912 an ax murderer crept into Josiah Moore’s house in Villisca, Iowa and slaughtered everyone in it: Josiah, his wife Sarah, and six children aged 5 to 12. The murderer was never caught, but allegedly his victims continue to roam in the house – which is now the Villisca Ax Murder House and Museum. It has become a hotspot for paranormal activities, and is considered one of the “Most Haunted” houses in America. I know – who thought so much fun could be found in a tiny town like Villisca (population 1300)? (Thanks to Bruce T. for the suggestion.)

 

Ghost Talk Ghost Walk

Ghost Talk Ghost Walk (Savannah, Georgia)
Comtesse Travelogue to “Ghost Talk, Ghost Walk” – a walking ghost tour of the “most haunted city in America”.

Positively Ghostly! 

Ghost Talk Ghost Walk
(Savannah Ghost Walking Tour)
Savannah, GA – July 21, 2001

Ghost Talk Ghost Walk
Departs from John Weley’s monument in Reynolds Square, Abercorn Street
Savannah, GA 31404

Website: http://www.ghosttalkghostwalk.com/

Long before I ever journeyed to Savannah, I’d seen an episode of “Scariest Places On Earth” that described Savannah as “America’s Most Haunted City”. Of course, that was enough to spark my interest… and when I had the chance to visit my friend Nina there, I just couldn’t pass it up. One of the “musts” on my to-do list was to take in one of the many different walking ghost tours offered throughout the city. I’d heard warnings from website patrons about how silly some of the tours were – for instance, featuring people in “period” costume wandering around in the background so that the tour guide could pretend he didn’t see them (ie. because they were ghosts) when they were pointed out, etc. As you know, I am a factual Comtesse and have no patience for such “dramatic license”. I want legitimate stories (well, as legit as ghost stories can really be) and I want no feeble-minded trickery!Given this fact, it seemed only natural that I would select “Ghost Talk Ghost Walk” as my purveyor of late night Southern creepiness. This particular tour group emphasized their lack of theatrics and the fact that most of their stories were taken from the book “Savannah Spectres and Other Strange Tales” – and were based on “validated” tales and historical research. (For example, they don’t include the stories that were featured in “Scariest Places On Earth” – such as the legend of the man-beast René – because they had done historical research and found absolutely no mention of this person in any documents contemporary to the stories.) Now, that’s what I want – all historically sound, yet completely unsubstantiated ghost story – and no fluff!!My friends Nina, Christine and I elected to take one of the 9:00 p.m. tours – because, let’s face it, the darker, the better with this sort of thing! The tour lasts 90 minutes, so that put the ending at a nice late hour… perfect for taking in the warm Southern Gothic atmosphere! Unfortunately, all that late night Gothic atmosphere didn’t lend itself to photography, so I ended up returning to the ghostly places the next day to get the images accompanying this travelogue. So, you’ll have to imagine them at night… or, better still, you’ll have to visit them yourself to get that creepy nocturnal feeling!

Haunted Place #1 – Wright Square
The tour started from Reynolds Square, which is one of the 21 squares that are scattered in an orderly fashion around Savannah. (And that give it much of its quaint charm.) From there, we immediately wandered to the first Creepy Place of the night: Wright Square. Wright Square is morbid and strange for oh so many reasons. Let me count them:

Reason One: There was a grave desecration here in the 1880s!
Yes, it’s sad but, allegedly, true. You see, back in 1739, a Native American named Tomochichi was buried here. Tomochichi, naive soul that he was, was the Yamacraw chief who allowed James Oglethorpe and the first Georgia colonists to settle on Yamacraw Bluff, where they built the town of Savannah. He was a close friend of Oglethorpe and after his death, his buddy buried him in a place of honor in the square. And then, quite naturally, over the years, they forgot that he was buried there, and in the 1880’s the square was dug up (and Tomochichi’s grave torn apart) in the construction of a monument to William Washington Gordon – one of the men behind the establishment of the Georgia Railroad. (Oh yes, now there’s something to celebrate!) They realized later that, oops, that’s where Tomochichi had been buried, and so, to make amends, they put up a rock monument to the dead chief in 1899, on the 160th anniversary of his death. (It states: “In memory of /Tomo-Chi-Chi/The Mico of the Yamacraws/The companion of Oglethorpe [oooh, I say! – Comtesse]/And the friend and ally [ie, sucker] of the/Colony of Georgia”.) So, you know, desecration of a grave = haunted place! Oooooooooohhhhh, Scary!!

Reason Two: Girl Scouts engage in Very Strange Rituals here!
Okay, so maybe the fact that Tomochichi’s bones were disturbed isn’t really all that creepy – but this occurrence has spawned some of the strangest behavior I’ve seen from pre-pubescent girls since Spice World. We observed a gaggle of girl scouts circling the rock several times, chanting something unintelligible, then stopping and putting their ears against the rock, giggling, and running off in fright. Our guide kindly explained this bizarre ritual to us. You see, Girl Scouts flock to Savannah because their founder [ie. guru], Juliet Gordon Low, was born here (and her haunted childhood home will be coming up on our tour). And generation after generation they are told the legend of Tomochichi – which goes like this: If you run around the monument and ask, “Tomochichi, Tomochichi, Where Are You?” and then put your ear to the rock, you’re supposed to hear him reply, “Nowhere”. Because his bones were scattered, so nobody knows where he is! Isn’t that, like, just too creepy cool? Of course, our guide also informed us that the rock is notoriously infested with cockroches – as is the entire square – so there’s no way she’d be putting her ear up to that thing. Actually, maybe that’s why they squeal and run off? Hmmm…

Reason Three: They Used To Hang People Here!
(Did you catch my oh-so-hip popular film reference there? Bravo if you did, Sigh if you did not…) Yes, over by Tomochichi’s grave is the site of the old public gallows. Isn’t that neato? Unfortunately, there’s nothing left to show for it, but you can kind of imagine it if you try. Anyway, it’s suspected that the reason the square is so heavily infested witih cockroches is all those criminal spirits, along with Tomochichi’s spirit, of course, still trying to harrass people after all these years! Cool, eh?

Haunted Place #2 – The Lindsay & Morgan Company Building
So, where in the heck did they bury people after they hung them? Right across the street, of course, at the burial ground. The one right there. Yep, right under that building… and all the other ones on the block. It’s time for the second Creepy Ghost Story! You see that building – the old Lindsay & Morgan Company building? There’s a shop on the first floor and I think there’s an art studio on the second floor – but the 3rd and 4th floors are empty. This is because the owner stopped trying to rent it out because everybody who lived there broke the lease in a few weeks time. Apparently, one of the tenants heard a bunch of noise downstairs one night – like the shopkeeper was moving furniture around – and the next day he mentioned it to the shopkeeper, who claimed that he hadn’t been in the shop that night at all. And a couple of other tenants who were renting the 3rd and 4th floors heard someone walking around downstairs and come up the stairs, stopping just outside the door. This occurred several times until, finally, the footsteps stopped just outside the door and the door handle was turned … slowly … and nothing was there! The couple, who had called the cops at the first sign of an intruder, met the police officers as they fled through the front door and told the police that someone/thing had entered their room. The police did a thorough search of the place and, of course, found nothing. Suffice it to say, they moved out that night…

Haunted Place #3 – The York Lane Theatre
In the center of the block, there’s the York Lane Theatre – also a supposedly haunted building built above the old cemetery. Apparently, one time there was a play going on there, and suddenly the actors noticed some people dressed in Civil War uniforms wandering around the stage. And then they disappeared. Yeah, I know, that one seemed pretty silly to me too…

Haunted Place #4 – The Juliet Gordon Low House
We then wandered a few blocks to the Juliet Gordon Low house: the aforementioned childhood home of the Girl Scouts of America founder. Our tour guide told us about the history of the house, and how the ghost of a woman who lived there before Julia’s parents still haunts the house. In fact, the tour guide worked as a docent there during the day, and she told us that one time a group of Girl Scouts suddenly started screaming hysterically. When she went in to find out what the matter was, they said that they had seen a woman dressed in 19th century apparel walk into the room… and then she disappeared except for her head which remained floating in mid-air for several seconds. Oh, what joy it must be to be a ghost in a house full of Girl Scouts! The opportunities for amusement must be, literally, endless!

Anyway, I digress… The guide told us that she had seen the ghost herself on a couple of occasions, and her story seemed very genuine… Either that, or I’m a sucker – your choice. She also told us that the night before there had been a ghost sighting at the front doorway of the house. Apparently, a guy was shooting with his camcorder and a mist formed in the doorway then disappeared, and he caught it on film. So, why isn’t that video on Fox tonight? Must not have been exciting enough to kick off the car crashes and killer guinea pigs, I guess…

There was also a sighting in the upstairs window of the house, where they had seen someone pull the blinds apart and peer out when nobody was in the house. But, of course, when we were there nothing happened. Damn my rotten luck!!!

Haunted Place #5 – The Pink House
Well, we’ve met the practical joker of the ghost world; now, it’s time to meet the pervert! You see, over at the Pink House restaurant women in bathroom stalls often experience the goosefleshy sensation of having some unseen presence whisper in their ear or touch them. Obviously, this place is inhabited by the ghost of a dirty old man who died before he’d had his fill of sexual harrassment!

Haunted Place #6 – The Marshall House
This is probably my favorite of them all – The Marshall House, now and originally a hotel, but during the Civil War it was used as a hospital. During its restoration a few years ago, some workmen were performing some structural checks in the crawl space under the building, when they kept bumping into hard objects they assumed were rocks. They tossed them aside as they crawled… and then, when they eventually shined their flashlights to see what they’d been bumping into, they turned out to be bones: specifically, human arm and leg bones. You see, during the Civil War, when a limb was struck by the heavily damaging bullets of the day, the usual recourse was amputation (see the National Museum Of Health And Medicine travelogue for more info)… and they had to do something with all those arms and legs. Isn’t that just too cool? I thought so too…

Anyway, supposedly the third floor of the Marshall House is haunted by the ghosts of Civil War soldiers. If anyone has had an experience with one of these ghostly presences, please let me know… because I’ll definitely have to book a stay there!

There were numerous other ghost stories told as well… like the tale of little Gracie (who you might remember from her graveside statue at the Bonaventure Cemetery) who allegedly haunts several spots in the city. But, you know, I didn’t bother getting pictures of any of the other spots. If you have more pics of haunted places to share, by all means feel free!

Chris has some information to add about the Marshall House:
“My father is a hotel developer based out of Atlanta. My father is soley responsible for the renovation to reopen the Marshall House a number of years ago. He found the Marshall House in shambles and decided to begin work to reopen it. My father took on this project
because of his love of Savannah as well as historic preservation. My dad always refers to the Marshall House as his baby. He never made a large profit off the hotel and eventually the other large corporate partners forced him out of his ownership. During the renovation of the hotel my father would tell me of many strange occurrences that happened before the hotel. One of his employees was walking through the hotel late at night by himself when he felt a strong pull on his belt and then heard a man’s voice scream “point your cannons to the east, point your cannons to the east”. Another story happened shortly before the opening. People from the company went to stay in the hotel for a meeting. One woman took her little girl. The little girl comes out of the shower and tells her mom that a little boy tried to bite her in the shower. There are also two rooms in the hotel that the female custodians refuse to clean unless they play loud Christian music because they say that they have bad spirits. Those are the stories that he told me – I just thought you would be interested.”

Anyone have any additional stories, tidbits or photos to add?
If so, by all means, write me!

 

The Haunted Pillar

The Haunted Pillar (Augusta, Georgia)
Comtesse Travelogue to a pillar which local lore believes will bring misfortune or death to anyone who touches it!

A Most Peculiar Pillar!
The “Haunted Pillar”
Fifth and Broad
Augusta, Georgia
January 12, 2003

I was assigned to a tedious work project in Augusta, Georgia from December, 2002 to June, 2003. During my time there I heard about a pillar in the downtown area that locals believed was “cursed”. There are many legends that surround the origin of the pillar and how it came to be cursed. Some say that the pillar was once a whipping post for slaves. Some say that it was a pillar on an old slave market. Most seem to believe that the ghosts of the dead slaves will haunt you if you touch the pillar, and that the pillar can never be removed or destroyed. Here are a couple stories from Roadside America:

“There is what is called The Whipping Post. It was used in the Old South to punish slaves that misbehaved and such. Every attempt to remove this post has ended with the post still standing and the person dead or severely injured. One story I heard was that a slave chained there was into voodoo and cursed it, saying it would remain there forever as a reminder of the wrong done to his people. It’s quite interesting to see, and the people will readily tell you the stories about it if you ask.”

“I am a resident of Augusta, and the whipping post was not a whipping post at all. It is actually a pillar that was part of the old Lower Market which stood in the middle of Broad Street. The local legend is a black preacher, upset that local authorities prohibited him from preaching at the market, placed a curse on the actual pillar, which stood directly behind where he was trying to preach. Shortly thereafter, in 1878, a rare cyclone struck and leveled the entire market excluding the pillar. A year later when construction on a new market began, a local grocer bought the pillar for $50 and moved it to the corner of 5th and Broad. The tow men moving the pillar were struck by lighting.”

It’s a fun legend, but there really isn’t much to substantiate it. The second story above got the origin correct: the pillar once was part of a farmer’s market that stood at Broad and Fifth from 1830 until February 7, 1878 when a rare winter tornado destroyed it. In 1935, an automobile struck the pillar and reduced it to a pile of brick and cement. The driver was unhurt and the pillar was rebuilt by a local market owner. On Friday the 13th, 1958, the column was toppled by an oversized bale of cotton on a passing truck. The driver was not injured, but the column was moved eight feet back from the curb to protect it from further mishaps.

As for the preacher’s curse, nobody knows whether that really happened or not, and, as with all legends, nobody ever will. But the pillar lives on to frighten schoolchildren to this day.


Anyone have any additional tidbits or photos to add?
If so, by all means, write me!

Amelia Island Museum of History

Amelia Island Museum of History (Amelia Island, Florida)
Nigel Tufnel (yes, I assume it’s THE Nigel Tufnel!) recommends a visit to the allegedly haunted Old Jail on Amelia Island, Florida. The Old Jail now houses the Amelia Island Museum of History, but it’s the Legend that is of interest to us fans of morbidity:
“Luc Simone Aury was the bastard son of a pirate named Luis Aury. He was a renowned scoundrel and wanted for many crimes such as murder, rape, and robbery to name a few. Upon his capture, Aury was sentenced to hang in the gallows behind the jail. As word spread, a huge crowd gathered to witness the execution of this famous criminal. The night before the hanging however, Aury managed to slit his own throat in effort to deprive the city of his humiliating spectacle. A surgeon was summoned to crudely stitch him up just enough to keep him alive until the execution. With his collar buttoned to hide the wound, he was drug up the steps on his appointed day. When the trap was sprung, the stitches ripped open, nearly decapitating him. Blood spewed into and all over the crowd. Women fainted, men screamed, and children were trampled as the crowd fled in terror. Aury can be heard moaning where the old gallows used to be. On rare occasions, his ghost will appear with a gaping slash across his neck covered in blood.”

 

The National Theatre

The National Theatre (Washington, D.C.)
“For almost a century the National has been haunted by the friendly ghost of actor John McCullough, reputedly shot and killed by a fellow performer. The two men argued while washing clothes in the Tiber Creek, which then flowed through the basement backstage. A rusty pistol, perhaps the murder weapon, was unearthed under the stage in 1982, near where McCullough’s remains are rumored to lie in the earth beneath the stage. According to legend, his spirit roams the theatre on the eve of opening nights, and was once seated in the audience.” (Thanks to Myponine for the suggestion.)