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| Postboy hollow: In the pioneering days of Ohio, a young postal worker delivering mail on horseback took a trail through a small hollow just south of Newcomerstown. He was on route to an exchange station when he was assualted and killed. Though a strange man carrying large parcels of mail was seen soon after, he abruptly vanished from town and the murder went unsolved. Today, the lane known as Postboy Road is haunted by the ghost of the ill-fated postal worker. It is also said that the sound of horse hooves can be heard on the road late at night, and that ocassionally a previously missing parcel will reappear in the area of the young boy's murder. http://www.shadowseekers.org/postboyhollow.htm |
| Addendum: The man who shot and killed the postboy name is John Funston...He was the 1 and only public execution in Tuscarawas county.. Submitted by Tom, who has grown up and still resides within Newcomertown, Ohio |
| Winding stairs: Winding Stairs - A very narrow and winding road between Newcomerstown and Port Washington is home to several instances of paranormal activity and satanic rituals. There are reports of wind, thunder, and lightening along the road when there are no storms in the proximity. Dark figures have been seen rising from their graves in a cemetery along the road. Radios in vehicles traveling the road changes stations on their own and cell phones ring to have either a demonic voice speaking or a high-pitch crackling. Strange furry creatures have also been reported to run in front of vehicles along the road. http://www.ohioexploration.com/tuscarawascounty.htm "The winding staircase is a very skinny, bumpy dirt road that goes around and around up a very steep hill. I would recommend a 4 wheel drive vehicle just in case you get in to some mud. Now about twenty some years ago there were very active satanic cults that practiced up there, and this was a well know fact around the southern part of the county. I went up there for the first time in 1994 when I participated in a search for an old lady that disappeared from her home in Port Washington that August. I found a lot of old structures that were nothing more than ruins and foundations, lots of clothing items just scattered everywhere, and just an overall feeling of "weird" about it. Looking down in some of the foundations, you could not see the bottom even with a light. DO NOT GO ALONE...take my word for it that place is jinxed....I know from personal experience and thats another story in itself. The cults supposedly have been active up there again, which is somewhat hearsay, but that came from the police department some time ago." http://www.graveaddiction.com/winstair.html |
| Mary Stockholm's grave: Legend has it that a woman named Mary Stockum haunts the cemetery and woods around it. Supposedly her second husband killed her mentally challenged daughter. But that didn't make her angry. What did make her angry was the town hanging her husband for the crime. She was so upset that she started to poison her remaining children, one by one. After the fifth child died, the town fathers charged her with murder and had her burned as a witch. They buried her in the cemetery with the rest of her family. However, shortly after she was burned at the stake, a sixth child died. They dug up Mary's body and cut off her head, and they buried it at an unknown location outside of the cemetery. No more of her children died after that. Today Mary Stockum's ghost is sometimes seen wandering around the cemetery, searching for her head and her remaining children. There have been numerous reports of her asking people to follow her into the woods. Many people have also experienced strange car problems there. http://www.graveaddiction.com/stockum.html |
| Legend of "The Bleeding Corpse" True legend regarding "bleeding corpses", is the belief from our forefathers (from Ireland and Scotland), that when one was murdered and no actual suspects were brought forward, when touched by the murderer/accomplice - the corpse would bleed to show the truth of who committed the crime. This yarn begins in 1818 and involves a particular pioneer of the Scioto Valley, in the southwestern corner of Ohio. The story entails a "very strange trial of murder", which is still talked about to this current day among local residents of the area. The main character of this legend is a mountain man by the name of Crile Williams, who resided in the valley. Crile was known throughout the region as an old bitter, angry man. Crile had a brother by the name of Clayborne. Crile had recently became even more angry due the recent happenings of having one of his horses stolen and believed it was his own brother who had stolen the horse. This played over and over in Crile's mind, which made him more angrier then normal with each thought of such. On a damp, foggy, Wednesday morning; Crile Williams was walking about while hunting rabbits through the woods just south of his cabin. As he was returning to his cabin, Crile had noticed a man in the woods which strongly resembled his brother, Clayborne. His anger took over and he took a shot at this man, hitting him right in the head. Once Crile walked up the body he then realized it was not his brother he had shot! He had actually shot his neighbor (Louis Sartain). Once discovering this, Crile is said to have sworn and turned about face and ran from the area. Crile then realized after running for a mile and half, that he had to remain calm and regroup himself mentally and continued on hunting to be sure to bring home some rabbits to cover his current day adventures. He returned home later in the early evening with many a rabbit. Neighbors became very concerned when Louis did not return by early morning and set search for his location. His body was then found and there was no question that he had been murdered. Louis was then buried. Family members of Louis were very upset and insisted on finding their family member's murderer, especially Louis' brother, Crawford. Village constable had no real evidence of a murder, but Crawford insisted on finding the murderer. Although, Louis and Crile had been fairly good friends, Crile was still known as a very angry man who at times had kicked dogs around, mean and drank with the devil. So as word passed through the valley, many a folk quietly directed their suspicions toward Crile. Boot prints were found near Crawford's body, which were thought to have been those of Crile's. The bullet was also extracted from skull and was said to have been the same of Crile's rifle. Word of this moved very quickly throughout the valley. Crile, in the meantime, disregarded these suspicions and carried on with his daily routines, including acting innocent within everyday conversations between local folk. Crile was even noted to have made many of statements such as "who could have committed this awful crime?" One month, two months and by the third month passed by without anyone arrested for this crime, the locals really had began to show concern and opinions regarding the issue. Due to such talk among locals and no one being held responsible thus far, villagers gathered and had decided to use the legend to prove the real suspect/murderer, so this matter could be resolved finally. After many discussions, it was decided to remove Crawford's body from the grave and all residents of the valley would be required to be present for the "trial". The corpse would remain within the coffin and children would not be present for the form of trial. Majority of locals were quite sure that black blood or bloody worms would emerse from the body once Crile held his hands on the corpse. This trial took place, once again on a Wednesday, in sweltering July heat within the meeting house of the main village. The stench, accompanied with the heat, was noted to be unbearable to the locals. Nonetheless, the murderer had to be found and punished. One by one, all locals and villagers laid their hands upon the body of Crawford, with no blood to burst out from either the wound hole or anywhere else within the corpse. Then it was Crile's turn to show his said innocence. He was very hesitant in doing such but knew he had to, as if not to do so would automatically show his guilt.. He could feel all the eyes about him as he walked closer to the casket and began to sweat himself, while questioning his own self if he should proceed or not, oh how hot it was in this building and how he began to shake.... It is said he did place his hands about the corpse and low and behold... Nothing happened, no blood from the head wound, no moans and no rise of the corpse!! Had this test of murder failed? Word among the locals said the body had possibly sat to long in demised state to respond, while others pondered if Crile was really guilty or not and began to second guess their thoughts... Info from: Buckeye Legends, written by Micheal Jay Katz |