Hey guys! We’ve made it to day three, and considering how unplanned this is, that’s really impressive… even if it’s a little late. We’re a day behind! But, I started so I am now compelled to see it through the day 13! But, considering 13 is an unlucky number, I maybe should have chosen a different number to count down from. I was totally unsure about the topic of today’s post, until my friend showed me a book covering the Legends and Lore of the area I’ve lived in for 4 years.
There are so many legends and ‘haunts’ here that I’m ashamed, I had no idea. I guess my plan is to take you through 12 of them in the spirit of today.
1. House of 1000 Cadavers
This is the most intriguing name I have ever seen attributed to a house, in pretty much ever. When I hear the name, I immediately wonder ‘why? what happened? where are they? And of course, where did they come from? where did they go?’ This house was constructed in the 1830s according to the National Registry of Historic Places, and officially the name of the home is the Old John Woolfolk House. August of 1877, Tom Woolfolk killed his 9 family members with an axe, giving it the new moniker of House of 1000 Corpses. Which, no disrespect intended, is far from accurate. Tom Woolfolk was executed by hanging, on October 29, 1890, after being found guilty of nine counts of murder.
Fast forward to the modern day, it is said, that upon entering the home you will hear the sound of pained moaning emanating from the middle bedroom. The house is inundated with cold spots and doors that seem to open and close of their own accord. Some visitors to the home claim that entering the home, you feel suddenly confused and disoriented, some assert they felt like they were losing their minds.
The more expert visitors to the House of 1000 Cadavers have captured flitting orbs and shadow people- no word of full body apparitions. They also state that they catch unusual sounds, bangs and thuds and disembodied voices. There have been cases where some investigators were cut and scratched and even saw partial apparitions while walking through the house.
2. Cry Baby Bridge
I know that most towns have lore about a Cry Baby Bridge, I’ve seen a million shows talking about them in other towns but the story is always similar. Honestly, I was completely unimpressed when I heard about it, due to the prevailing legend that seems to be everywhere. I haven’t been able to find anything to support the legend, but that doesn’t mean there’s nothing there. Legend has it that either a baby accidentally drowned in the creek, or a mother drowned her child. To this day, a figure in white is said to be seen at the bridge, which I can substantiate with personal experience per events that occurred last night. Another part of the legend states that you can hear a baby crying, but you have to be on the bridge to experience it.
Like I said, I can’t substantiate legend with any corresponding articles, like I can for the murder house but regardless, it’s definitely an experience.
3. Twin Chapel Creek
This is one that we hunted for for a while last night and had no luck whatsoever in finding it. Evidently there is a small rail that looks kind of like one from a school, that tells you you’re in the right place. It’s just off Whitesville road and I’m going to hunt it down in the day light one of these days, to be honest. According to the legend, the creek bed if home to its very own Murderous Copy Cat Clown, The Creek Freak. The Freak is said to reside off the creek and makes his way to the water’s edge to sob incoherently at his own reflection. Encounters with the clown are rare, but it is said that a group of teenagers sought him out and found him.
The Creek Freak is said to be a clown from about the turn of the century and appears in a white clown suit adorned with ruffles. His face is white with bright red or orange lips, with dark (what used to be paint) around his eyes giving him a skeletal appearance. I’m not able to find any proof for this legend either, but it’s definitely interesting though it is worth noting that the legend formed around the time clowns were making their Horrific come back in the movies and serial killer culture. It’s not too far fetched to believe that spirits that inhabit these areas where no correlation to fact can be found, may be Tulpas of a sort. Are they there because we seek them out? Do they manifest because we who believe want it so badly that they are forced into manifesting?
This legend also includes tales of a pipline between Riverroad and Twin Chapel Creek where you can bound slaves crying in pain and shouting for help. No records exist that I found to lend truth to this tale either.
4. Resident Ghost at the Port
The Naval Civil War Museum, where I attended the Death By Chocolate Masquerade last year is said to be home to its own haunt, that of William Cushing. Cushing was born in 1842 in Fedonia, New York. He was something of a war hero, but was not fully appreciated by his peers who viewed his methods as dangerous to himself and others. In 1864 he came up with a plan to sink the confederate iron-clad Albemarle that was docked at the port, He birthed a pan to sink the fortified vessel with a spar torpedo (basically a bomb on a stick) and he spared the vessel in the side. The resulting explosion threw both his men and the confederates a ways, both he and his men were captured as they swam towards shore. The man in question escaped and was safely behind Union Lines.
William Cushing was larger than life, insane, industrious and fearless. The room at the Museum that holds relics of his life and acts, has a guest of honor periodically. Cushing has manifested as disembodied voices, glowing eyes and white mist. I’m unsure if there is just him or other entities in attendance at the Museum that pays homage to them, but to this day books are said to fly off of shelves in the gift shop and voices are heard reverberating through the museum when there are no living visitors.
5. Spirits of the Springer
The home of the shameless and talented, the historic Springer Opera House is also home to its own host of resident ghosts. I’m going to summarize the legends below, because this post has taken longer than intended. So you can read more in depth here. The Springer Opera House is nestled among the aged brick buildings in the homey and beautiful downtown area of our little town of Columbus. One of the resident spirits in attendance, is the little brother of the infamous John Wilkes Booth, Edwin Booth. At the time of his visit to The Springer, he played a memorable role in Hamlet. It is said to playfully harass visitors and legend has it that he will continue to do so until Hamlet is once more performed on that stage.
There you have it guys! Our belated post featuring my favorite legends that exist in this town right under my nose! In fact, I’m going to be heading to my actual home town here soon and there’s some further legends there that I may be checking out! Do a quick search with your home town and share what you found in the comments below! I love hearing about legends!