Showing posts with label Appalachian Folklore. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Appalachian Folklore. Show all posts

Wednesday, April 6, 2022

Witchcraft in Bluefield, West Virginia

Bluefield, WV in 1890
Source: WV History on View

Bluefield, by West Virginia standards, is a decent-sized city, located in Mercer County. It sits in the southeastern part of the state, bordering Virginia, and is home to Bluefield State. It's also home to a strange tale of witchcraft, chronicled in a 1936 newspaper article:

Witch stories still are believed, it has been found. At least, the story of mysterious happenings near Bluefield is taken seriously.

It seems that many years ago, a small boy suddenly stopped eating, although he was not ill. Every few days, however, a certain neighbor would visit the boy's home to feed him, and the boy 'would eat like a pig,' according to reports, for this man only and no one else.

The boy's father thought of a way to get to the bottom of the mystery. He drew a picture of the man and tacked it to the wall. He then drove a nail through the head.

The man failed to appear the following day. It developed that he had been stricken suddenly with a splitting headache. The father then withdrew the nail from the picture---and the man's headache mysteriously disappeared. The boy regained his appetite and never again was troubled by a lack of it. 

To this day people familiar with the story believe that the man had placed some sort of spell over the boy, "just for fun," and the driving of the nail through his likeness caused him to release his strangle hold on the boy. 

Throughout Appalachian folklore, you'll find tales of similar apotropaic measures against witchcraft. An iron nail being driven through a likeness of a suspected witch, an effigy of that witch, or even the witch's footprint, can be beneficial in binding a witch's powers and causing physical harm. What I personally haven't seen much of is tales about taking a child's appetite, but coming to feed them. I'm not sure what the end game for such an action would be, unless it's just 'for fun,' as the article surmises. This is one of those stories where I'd love to know more...such as what the relationship between this unnamed man and the family was before the boy's affliction, and was the food being eaten brought from the man's home, or was it food prepared by the boy's family? But, maybe I'm reading too much into what is otherwise just a fascinating tale told of Appalachian witchcraft! If you're interesting in learning more about the protective elements of pins/needles/nails, check out THIS LINK. 

Happy Witchy Wednesday!


The Charleston Daily Mail

26 January 1936



Thursday, March 3, 2022

Finding the Facts Among the Folklore

Library Research at the
Cabell Co. Main Branch

Nothing in the paranormal research realm frustrates me more than the following scenario: You're researching a haunted location with a complete back story as to who the ghost is and what tragedy occurred that sparked the haunting. Sometimes names of those involved are given. Occasionally, the storyteller may even have rough or specific dates of when the events happened. It's a damn good ghost story, complete with an actual location with alleged activity to investigate. 

As a paranormal investigator who specializes in historic research, I'm always excited when a haunted location comes complete with such an elaborate tale that explains why the location is haunted. But, I would be doing my field a huge disservice if I just took those ghost stories at face value and didn't try to verify and uncover my own documentation. That's where the frustration comes in. More often than not, I WILL FIND NOTHING. 

It's one thing to find historical records that dispute the widely accepted ghost stories and debunk the details behind the haunting. It can be disappointing, proving that the stories behind a haunted location that have been told for YEARS may not have any basis in fact---that Mr. Smith, who was said to have murdered his whole family in the barn before taking his own life, ACTUALLY died of rheumatism at the age of 85, and was outlived by all three of his children and wife. In rare instances, it's possible to find historical documentation that disputes the original story, but offers up details of an even stranger series of events that even more accurately fit the details of the reported paranormal activity. Either way, it's something I can work with. I can show tangible proof of historic details and go from there. And just because the back story to a haunting didn't happen the way folklore insists it did, doesn't mean that the location isn't haunted. As paranormal researchers and investigators, we have a lot more to learn about why some locations attract paranormal activity even without a tragic event tied to it. Further, lots of ghost stories and urban legends have at least a small grain of truth buried deep within, and it's always fun and rewarding to find that grain of truth and figure out how it relates to the story as a whole. 

What's frustrating is the finding of NOTHING---no historical documentation to disprove an event happened, and no documentation to prove it did. As I always tell my clients, just because I personally cannot find confirmation, doesn't mean that confirmation doesn't exist or that the story isn't true. And until I do find confirmation that an event took place or a specific person existed as described, that case is open to me. 

With any of my cases that I investigate, or even simply feature here on Theresa's Haunted History of the Tri-State, nothing is ever closed. As my historical research skills evolve, as my access to research materials increases, and as more resources are in general are being digitized and made available to the public, the more I discover about the many, many haunted places throughout West Virginia and beyond. 

My biggest fear is that with many of these stories, there never will be confirmation (or denial). Historic research can be a bit...muddled. For most of our history, it wasn't required to officially register things such as births and deaths. People signed official documents with their nicknames, not the names given on their birth certificates. Newspapers didn't always get their facts straight, and in some cases, made up stories for readership. Census takers often mis-recorded and misspelled information...and that was if they could even get the accurate information out of the family in the first place. Tombstones become lost or illegible. The digitization of records has opened up a lot of doors in the realm of research, but transcription errors and low-quality or damaged scans are a huge problem and have led to a lot of misinformation.

And unfortunately, some documents have been permanently lost to history. Courthouses burn down, destroying documents. Floods wash away important papers. Newspaper offices go out of business and chuck their archives. Natural and man-made disasters, not to mention just the passage of time, have erased any written documentation of a story, or any proof of the existence of those involved. All that remains is the folklore--the stories passed down orally through the generations. Some of these stories remain largely intact as to the original content, while others grow and change a little with each re-telling and each generation, trying to fill in the gaps and keep the story relevant throughout the years. And as a researcher, it frustrates the hell out of me. I love a good mystery, but I hate the idea of never knowing the truth. Just how accurate ARE those old ghost stories if I can't find any way to prove or disprove them?

It also leaves me conflicted. I want to do my due diligence. I want to bring legitimacy to the field of paranormal research and investigation. That requires finding out the truth, no matter what that truth may be. If I cannot find solid proof for or against, I feel like I've failed. I feel like I've failed my clients, my readers, and myself. More importantly, I feel like I've failed those whose stories are waiting to be told. But what about those stories? What value, if any, can be found in the tales told that cannot be authenticated?

The older I get, the more I appreciate how our West Virginia folklore, in particular our ghost lore IS a part of our history. Ghost stories serve as a reminder that none of us will live forever. They serve as morality tales, reminding us to act a certain way. They serve as a warning---here in Appalachia, it wasn't unheard of for ghost stories to be told as a means of scaring outsiders away from a well-hidden moonshine still, and certainly, throughout history, spooky stories have been told to children to keep them from wandering away and exploring areas where real life dangers abound. Ghost stories are a commentary on the values and beliefs of a group of people, and in some cases, are used to explain that which cannot be explained by normal means. 

Ghost stories also serve simply as a means of entertainment. Before the days of television, many dark nights were spent by the fire, telling and re-telling spooky stories. Most of us still love reading/hearing a good ghost story, or watching a spooky show on television to pass the time. Ghost lore is a part of our collective history, and therefore, despite my dedication to the truth, I strongly believe that our ghost stories and related folklore should be preserved and studied, whether or not they can be verified to be historically accurate. Long-time readers to Theresa's Haunted History might notice that I've always tried to represent both sides. I've always told the popular ghost lore and shared the ghost stories of each haunted location I feature. Then, I share any historical research I've uncovered, whether it backs up the stories or disputes them. I try to do the same for my clients; I will make sure to document the stories that are told, but present historical documentation illustrating my findings. 

This marriage of fact and folklore is the basis for this blog, and as my work as a paranormal investigator. I believe I owe it to this field of study and to my readers/clients to present the facts and documentation. I believe I owe it to our 'ghosts' to tell their stories as truthfully as possible, and ensure they are not forgotten. But, I believe I owe it to our collective history and culture to also document and share the stories that cannot be historically proven, as there is just as much to learn from them as any verifiable source. 

Stay spooky, y'all. 

Tuesday, October 8, 2019

Appalachian Ghost Stories with Granny Sue!

I've always loved the work of Susanna 'Granny Sue' Holstein, the Appalachian story-teller and singer of traditional ballads!  Although I've followed her work online for quite some time, I'd never had the chance to see her in person...until last Saturday!

As part of the annual WV Book Festival in Charleston, Granny Sue presented a wonderful talk about some popular West Virginia ghost stories, some lesser-known spooky tales from our mountain hollers, and plenty of history and tradition.  She even sang several ballads to set the mood of an old-timey gathering.  Further, the stage was complete with some mood-setting chairs, tables, and some creepy old items that would later play a part in one of the stories told.

Among the many stories included in this particular program was the story of the Stocking Woman, a desecrated tombstone located in a Sistersville cemetery which is said to bring bad luck to all her touch her.  She relayed the story of Zona Heaster Shue, otherwise known as the Greenbrier Ghost.  She shared the saga of WV's last public hanging in Ripley. And, she told a couple of personal (and sometimes hilarious) 'ghost' stories, as well, which had me (and much of the audience) rolling.

Despite it being 9 am on a Saturday, and despite some of the controversy concerning a headlining guest of the festival, quite a few people made the trek out to the far end of the WV Coliseum and Convention Center to be a part of Granny Sue's audience.  Events like this warm my heart.  I absolutely love seeing so many people from so many different age groups and walks of life come together to appreciate a little dose of Appalachian culture.  Story-telling, especially the telling of ghost stories, is such an ingrained part of West Virginia's history and it is wonderful to not only see someone like Granny Sue working so hard to keep these traditions and folklore alive, but to see just how many people out there really appreciate this dying art form.  Over at Theresa's Haunted History Facebook page, I recently posted an article from the UK Telegraph about how social media is causing folklore to die out.  As long as there are people like Granny Sue out there, telling the stories, I think we'll be okay!

Anyway, after her presentation, Granny Sue went back to her table on the main festival floor, where she sold CD's of her work.  I took a detour and took advantage of the HUGE used book sale going on, and bought a couple of books of ghost stories and one about some local history.

I had an awesome time, and am so glad that I decided to get up early and drive into Charleston to see Granny Sue.  This was a FREE event and I hope in the future, the organizers of the WV Book Festival will continue to incorporate folklore, particularly ghost lore, in its programming!  And, although the event has now passed, you still have a couple of more opportunities this month to see Granny Sue:

She will be giving ghost tours in the Ripley area this coming weekend, October 11th and 12th as part of the city's Shocktober.  The cost is $10 and tours leave from the Jackson County Courthouse at 8 pm.  You can call 304-514-2609 to register.

You can also catch Granny Sue at Taylor Books in Charleston at 6 pm on Friday, October 25th.  She will be giving a presentation called These Haunted Hills: West Virginia Ghost Stories and Ballads. This event is FREE and open to the public!



Tuesday, February 22, 2011

Borland Springs Hotel

Source: WV History on View


*Updated October 2023*

The former Borland Springs Hotel was built by banker John Wilbur (J.W.) Grimm in 1908.  Grimm, who was born in Pennsylvania on September 22, 1866, built the hotel atop a 240 acre property straddling Wood and Pleasants Counties.  When opened, the inn boasted 65 guest rooms, a dining room seating 90, and ample recreational opportunities.  However, it was for the healing benefits of the mineral springs that led to its popularity, and at weekly rates of $12-14, including meals, it was affordable for the majority of the population.  In addition to services as a resort, Borland Springs also sold its healing spring water through mail order and local stores.

Business did well until August 16, 1918.  That year, Grimm's oldest son, Frank 'Chandos' Grimm who was serving as manager of the hotel, shot and killed 24 year old John Maidens in the spring house.  According to folklore, the murder allegedly was over a love triangle involving a young woman named Miss Pearson who both young men had fallen in love with. The story is told in Ruth Ann Musick's iconic collection of ghostly tales, The Tell-Tale Lilac Bush. However, in this version, the resort (referred to as Boiling Springs), was the site of not just murder, but of suicide as well. The following is that version of the story:

A man named Mr. Garrison (not Grimm) was a long-term resident of the resort, and had fallen in love with one of the workers, a lady named Miss Peters (not Miss Pearson). Miss Peters, who was kind to Mr. Garrison, unfortunately did not feel the same way about him. One day a man named Martin (not John Maidens) came along to stay at the resort, and he and Miss Peters quickly fell in love. Martin proposed marriage, and Miss Peters accepted. 

Death Certificate of
John Maidens


When Garrison found out, he was enraged with jealousy, and burst into the resort's bar, where Garrison and Miss Peters were dining. A fight ensued, and they were kicked out of the hotel. But, the fight ensued out front, close to a steep drop off. Martin went to punch Garrison, and both men lost their balance, falling over the cliff to their deaths. Miss Peters, so distraught at what had happened, then threw herself over the cliff as well. All three bodies were buried where they lay.

Borland Springs Spring House
Source: WV History on View


However, newspaper articles from the time period give a different (and more factual) version of the events that transpired. It seems as if there were several young women enjoying the spring house, when John Maidens and a companion joined them, and began acting in a 'boisterous manner.' Another Grimm family member and employee, Morris Grimm, went to talk with the lads and tell them to stop, which obviously didn't go over too well. When Chandos heard about the altercation, he grabbed his gun and headed out to clear things up once and for all. A brawl ensued, and Maidens struck Chandos. As Maidens went in for a second punch, Chandos pulled the gun out and shot him dead. It is said that in the spring house, which often hosted dances and other social events, the blood stain of Mr. Maidens remained for years.

Chandos was originally arrested and tried on murder charges, and plead not guilty by reason of self defense. By April of 1919, the murder charge was changed to a charge of involuntary manslaughter. Chandos plead guilty and was ordered to pay a fine of $500.


The Baltimore Sun
23 August 1918

Shortly after the murder, guests began to report strange noises and other odd happenings around the hotel.  Business also took a turn for the worse, and finally, Grimm sold the hotel in 1932 to C.T. Leavitt, a local from Parkersburg.  Leavitt did extensive restorations on the declining hotel, including redoing the blood-stained spring house.  He reopened the resort in 1934, and operated it until 1938.  Hard times required the hotel to temporarily shut down, reopening in 1940-1941, when it was shut down permanently.

By the early 1950s, the former hotel served as a massive chicken coop before burning to the ground in 1967.  Today, the property sits outside of the Mountwood Park campgrounds, and is still rumored to be haunted.  Did the spirit of John Maidens "curse" the once prosperous hotel, now doomed to walk the property for an eternity, or does the spirit of former owner, J.W. Grimm (who died in 1955 at nearby Camden Clark Hospital) show up to express his displeasure at the fate of his former resort?


The Washington Post
30 April 1919

*Further information for this blog post was found in the book, The Borland Springs Hotel, by Michael Naylor, published 2004.*

*Theresa's Note: I found out a couple of years ago that this blog entry was used as part of an educational curriculum offered  to local schools by Fairmont State's Frank and Jane Gabor WV Folklore Center! My blog post is compared to the original story found in the Tell-Tale Lilac Bush and students are asked questions, comparing and contrasting the original folklore version to an 'updated' version of events. If you're a teacher or a homes schooling parent, definitely look into Ruth Ann Musick's Trunk of Tales Project!*