Harrodsburg Spring Park in Harrodsburg,
Kentucky is a placed haunted by a sad and lonely ghost. The story
itself is sad enough that it might bring a tear to your eye. However,
after hearing the story you might notice a few flaws. According to
the legends, a beautiful woman came to Harrodsburg and immediately
booked a room at the Harrodsburg Springs Hotel. During the late 19th
century, the hotel often held dances for locals and the girl became
the belle of the ball. She danced with man after man, and seemed to
be having the time of the night. As the music grew louder, she
continued to dance and no one noticed any problems.
As her dance partner continued to sweep
her around the floor, he noticed that she didn't seem as lively and
excited as she had earlier in the night. He glanced down at her face
and discovered that the gorgeous young woman was dead.
Police were called to the scene, but
there was nothing they could do. After looking into the woman's
background, they discovered that she gave a fake name when checking
in. Despite trying to local the woman's family, without a proper name
they ran into a dead end.
Finally the hotel owners decided that
they would pay for the woman's burial, and had her interred on the
property. When the hotel burned down in the 1950's, only her grave
survived. Today the site of the former hotel is a small city park.
Other cities would have moved the woman to another cemetery, but
Harrodsburg left here there.
Though the hotel is gone, some claim
the strange young woman's ghost still haunts the area. Locals claim
to see the woman standing in the shadows, and dancing slowly by
herself. Others say that they can still hear a hint of music in the
air.
The only problem with the story is that
it is a pure bit of Kentucky folklore. The grave itself is there, but
no one seems to know exactly when the woman died in the hotel.
Despite numerous stories, no one has ever been able to give the woman
a name either, even the fake name she used.
This is a story that has been passed
down for years in the town, since the hotel was still standing. Once
the hotel was gone, the story changed from people seeing the woman in
the hotel to seeing her dancing where the hotel once was. This seems
to be a case of a legend passed down from one generation to the next,
and changed a little with each telling.
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