A woman from Beaumont, Texas shared a great story with me tonight. The story is from her grandmother, who was Miss. Beaumont in 1921 and went on to the Miss America pageant. The story was reported in the local newspaper when everything came to light years after these events.
It all started around 1926. She and her husband lived in a little house, hallway down the middle, rooms on either side. Well, her husband did shift work, so she was alone a lot at odd hours. One night she was sitting in bed reading when a man appeared at the foot of her bed. Top hat, tails, very fancy. She said "What do you want?" and got no response. Again she asked, and he turned and walked into the wall.
She told her husband about it and he told her she was crazy. But later he found himself working nights and they were in bed in the middle of the day and the man appeared again. He just about came unglued, but she asked the man again, "What do you want?" Again, he just looked at her then turned around and walked into her wall.
Months after this her cousin came to visit. One afternoon she was in the bathroom, right off the bedroom, washing her hair in the sink, alone in the house. A shadow passed behind her and she called to Miss. Beaumont. No answer. There was a screened-in porch off the bathroom and the only way to enter it was to go through the bathroom, past her. She saw a shadow moving by the porch and again called out. Finally, she lifted her head out of the sink and standing in the doorway to the porch was the man in the top hat and tails. She fainted.
When the woman's grandmother came back, her cousin told her she could not stay with her anymore and left.
They moved away from the house and in 1938 all the houses on the block were torn down. Miss. Beaumont went to the demolition crew and asked them to let her know if they found anything when they tore down that house and gave them her name and number.
When they got to that wall they tore it down and found a door. They opened it up and there was a small room, inside was a skeleton in a top hat and tails with a bullet between his eyes.
Friday, October 19, 2012
Outside of Dallas
The night before Hurricane Isaac hit the tour was pretty small. But a couple from outside of Dallas joined us and both of them had seen something in their day.
The man had driven down a road through Laurel Land cemetery late one night and saw someone jump over a barrier, cross the road in front of him and jump over the opposite barrier. He turned the car to see where the person was going and there was no one there, just the cemetery. The next day he spoke with a friend who worked there and told him the story. The friend was a security guard, if memory serves, and told the man he was crazy. But sure enough, the next night he was keeping watch and saw the mysterious person cross the road and disappear into the cemetery once again.
The lady had grown up in an old farm house outside of Dallas. The man who built it gets credit for bringing Chalet cows to the US. In her bedroom was a large circular burn mark. The story in town was the family had a daughter who was mentally ill, or handicap, and she was kept in that room. The woman had not seen the girl, but one afternoon in high school her boyfriend drove her home and she saw her father hop onto the wrap around porch and walk around to the side of the house, out of her line of vision. After he disappeared she realized her father was at work.
The man had driven down a road through Laurel Land cemetery late one night and saw someone jump over a barrier, cross the road in front of him and jump over the opposite barrier. He turned the car to see where the person was going and there was no one there, just the cemetery. The next day he spoke with a friend who worked there and told him the story. The friend was a security guard, if memory serves, and told the man he was crazy. But sure enough, the next night he was keeping watch and saw the mysterious person cross the road and disappear into the cemetery once again.
The lady had grown up in an old farm house outside of Dallas. The man who built it gets credit for bringing Chalet cows to the US. In her bedroom was a large circular burn mark. The story in town was the family had a daughter who was mentally ill, or handicap, and she was kept in that room. The woman had not seen the girl, but one afternoon in high school her boyfriend drove her home and she saw her father hop onto the wrap around porch and walk around to the side of the house, out of her line of vision. After he disappeared she realized her father was at work.
Outside Austin
I have never been to Austin Texas, but I hear great things about it. A couple from outside of Austin with two kids had a great ghost story for me, or bits of one.
The woman said that in their old house they had lots of activity: some friends wouldn't even visit because they felt so uncomfortable in the house. But their oldest daughter seemed at home with it. Children seem to be more in tune to these things in general. Frequently their daughter would talk to them about Annie, the little girl in her room. They had a motion sensor video camera in the room. One night they were watching the monitor and saw her get up in her crib and begin to talk. They could see no one in the room, but she seemed to be looking straight at someone. Finally, there was a flash of light, something moving across the room, and she lay down and went to sleep, a moment later the camera shut off.
The woman said that in their old house they had lots of activity: some friends wouldn't even visit because they felt so uncomfortable in the house. But their oldest daughter seemed at home with it. Children seem to be more in tune to these things in general. Frequently their daughter would talk to them about Annie, the little girl in her room. They had a motion sensor video camera in the room. One night they were watching the monitor and saw her get up in her crib and begin to talk. They could see no one in the room, but she seemed to be looking straight at someone. Finally, there was a flash of light, something moving across the room, and she lay down and went to sleep, a moment later the camera shut off.
The slave at the door
An older woman from Chicago, traveling with her grown daughter, came on the tour recently. The woman had a story from when her daughter was just a baby.
She was in Alabama at her in-laws for the first time, a big sprawling house with a service wing. It was 2:00am and she was up in bed for the baby's regular feeding, her husband beside her, when she heard the door open and saw a slave man at the door, a shadowy tall figure with broad shoulders and distinct muscles. She desperately tried to wake her husband but he wouldn't wake. Then she heard her mother-in-law from the other room calling her.
"Do you see him?" her mother-in-law yelled.
"Uh huh," she said.
Apparently the figure had appeared to her mother-in-law as well. Her mother-in-law insisted that the ghost just wanted to see what a girl from the North looked like.
She was in Alabama at her in-laws for the first time, a big sprawling house with a service wing. It was 2:00am and she was up in bed for the baby's regular feeding, her husband beside her, when she heard the door open and saw a slave man at the door, a shadowy tall figure with broad shoulders and distinct muscles. She desperately tried to wake her husband but he wouldn't wake. Then she heard her mother-in-law from the other room calling her.
"Do you see him?" her mother-in-law yelled.
"Uh huh," she said.
Apparently the figure had appeared to her mother-in-law as well. Her mother-in-law insisted that the ghost just wanted to see what a girl from the North looked like.
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