if anyone is interested.
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The Gadsden is truly a hotel unlike any you'll find elsewhere. Besides a colorful past perhaps most splendid is her architecture. The spaciousmain lobby is majestically set with a solid white Italian marble staircaseand four soaring marble columns. Each capital is decorated in 14K gold leaf-worth $20,000 in 1929. The building is constructed of structural steel and reinforcedconcrete. The finest materials and fixtures were used, even the plumbingis installed with all copper pipes throughout.
An authentic Tiffany stained glass mural extends forty-two feet across one wall of the massive mezzanine. An impressive oil paintingby Audley Jean Nichols is just below the window. Vaulted stained glass skylightsrun the full length of the lobby.
Story Number One: As a teen, I worked in a restaurant which was located in and built up around an old farmhouse. The oldest part of the house was a log cabin which was built in the 1790s by a locally prominent farming family, back in a period when there were still Shawnee raids. In fact, the old family graveyard was ten yards from the grease dumpster - it was overgrown, but some of the graves were still visible, and there were two inscribed Revolutionary War era headstones still legible. All kinds of weird tales were talked about by the staff - dining rooms in older sections set up, but disorderly the next day, and one hardbitten waitress had actually seen an apparition sitting in an empty room at a table, only to disappear (she was still working there at the time I was there). All too frequently, I'd latch up the window over the Pot Sink in the kitchen at night, only to find it wide open the next day. One night, full of the bravado of 17 years, I was standing outside the room where the apparition had been seen (this was in the area of the log cabin), and was talking to another of the waitresses, a 60 year old lady, and mocking the ghost tales. It was empty. I was laughing, and saying they were spreading tales to mess with us, and she was denying it. All of a sudden, we both heard a noise, and looked into the room. A spoon came up off a table 15 feet away from us, and flipped a good 5 feet away from where it started. We both bolted for a room where there were lots of folks. Later, after it was sold and remodeled and I moved on, my folks went to eat there (it was about two weeks after reopening). The waitress was friendly, and without prompting, related how she nearly fell down the stairs with a tray, yet a set of unseen hands caught her - while no one was on the steps with her.
Second story - Last year, I took my family to DisneyHell®. On the drive back, we stopped to stay a night at a very exclusive sport resort at a place called Barnsley Gardens at Adairsville, Georgia, midway between Atlanta and Chattanooga. It was gorgeous. They had built one if the world's great small hotels by laying out cottages around an antebellum ruin - they'd even laid a proper floor in the ruin and lit the fireplaces at night - even though it was open to the sky. We stayed in a refurbished house closest to the ruin, the cottage we stayed in was 2 stories, about 2000 square feet, and was originally built in 1840 as one of the auxiliary homes on the property. That night, we put the kids to bed in the upstairs bedroom (very nicely appointed - this is a 5 star place, with a designer golf course, clay tennis courts, Orvis certified fly fishing, skeet and trap, and a world class restaurant - $750 a night for our room). I lit the fire in our bedroom fireplace, locked the deadbolts, and was closing the bedroom door when my wife and I both heard a loud noise. My wife asked what the noise was, and I said "beer cans shifting in the sink", even though I knew better. She knew I was snowing her, and said "you want to check that out?" I said "no, but I will anyway". I flipped every light switch there was, and went out. Sure enough, both the front and back deadbolts were open - as I knew they would be, since that was the sound I had heard when I locked them. There wasn't a soul out and about - it was 11:30 PM, so nobody had come by to unlock them - not at the same time. I relocked them, came to bed, and all night, we heard noises from the main living area. Luckily, I was tired, so I was able to sleep. The next morning, the kids reported hearing a slam and some noises in the night from inside the house. We talked to the folks at the stable the next morning, who confirmed that there were lots of stories from that cottage. When we got our film back, we had at least one good vortex shot, and at least one "something" that was between the plane of a window and a tree outside.
Story Three - Last year, when looking at the ghost cam in the Evansville Library, my oldest daughter pointed out a floating book in an empty area.
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The Winchester Mystery House Story
In 1884, a wealthy widow named Sarah L. Winchester began a construction project of such magnitude that it was to occupy the lives of carpenters and craftsmen until her death thirty-eight years later. The Victorian mansion, designed and built by the Winchester Rifle heiress, is filled with so
many unexplained oddities, that it has come to be known as the Winchester Mystery House. Sarah Winchester built a home that is an architectural marvel. Unlike most homes of its era, this 160-room Victorian mansion had modern heating and sewer systems, gas lights that operated by pressing a button, three working elevators, and 47 fireplaces. From rambling roofs and exquisite hand inlaid parquet floors to the gold and silver chandeliers and Tiffany art glass windows, you will be impressed by the staggering amount of creativity, energy, and expense poured into each and every detail.
MANSION TOUR
Tour through 110 of the 160 rooms and look for the bizarre phenomena that gave the mansion its name; a window built into the floor, staircases leading to nowhere, a chimney that rises four floors, doors that open onto blank walls, and upside down posts! No one has been able to explain the mysteries that exist within the Winchester Mans
ion, or why Sarah Winchester kept the carpenters' hammers pounding 24 hours a day for 38 years. It is believed that after the untimely deaths of her baby daughter and husband, son of the Winchester Rifle manufacturer, Mrs. Winchester was convinced by a medium that continuous building would appease the evil spirits of those killed by the famous "Gun that Won the West" and help her attain eternal life. Certainly her $20,000,000 inheritance was sufficient to support her obsession until her death at 82!
Photo (above): The largest cabinet in the mansion goes straight through to the back thirty rooms of the mansion.
The rumor - unconfirmable, unknown by residents who've lived here for a long time, and possibly untrue - is that a man murdered his six children in the chapel, and then hanged himself there, setting fire to the place in the process. Regardless, the place produces a *very* weird sensation, just walking in there, even in broad daylight. I've seen people's hair stand up on end.
The local satanists have of course been using it for whatever, and graffitiing the walls. I'm wondering if they're going to be there for Halloween, and am toying with the idea of giving them a very ugly surprise.