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Saturday, April 20, 2013

Eli Stoud Cemetery, Salem, Alabama

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A co-worker came to work Friday and told me about an old cemetery near her home in Salem, AL. She knows that I like to get out and take photos and told me about it thinking I might want to take some shots. At some point during the morning, she remembered the name of the cemetery and looked it up on Google. We were both surprised to learn that this familhy plot at the crossroads of Lee Roads 246 and 179 has a haunted history.
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But before I tell you about the supernatural sighting, I have to tell you a bit about Eli. He was born in 1789 and died in 1871 and was an avid sportsman. He married 3 times; his first wife and young child were killed in 1818 by rampaging Upper Creek Indians who were hostile toward white men moving into the territory while visiting friends. During the massacre, Eli managed to sneak out of the house and hide in the woods until the Indians moved on and eventually made his way to his home 20 miles away. Devastated by the loss of his family he lived in seclusion for a couple of years. In 1820, he married his second wife, Elizabeth and they had 4 children. Elizabeth died in 1827. He married a third time in 1830 to Eliza Perry and they moved their family to Salem, Al.
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Eli has been gone a long time, but his spirit lingers. Travelers along the road have reported seeing a tall slender man with his hound roaming the cemetery. Along about l992, a couple of high-schoolers had an encounter with Eli when their car stalled near the cemetery. They claim an elderly gentleman asked them if he could be of assistance. When they asked if he had a phone he said no. They asked if he knew anything about cars, again he said no. The girls, not finding him very helpful began walking home. Later in telling the story to their parents, one of the girls fathers told the story of Eli's ghost.
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Eli's headstone reads:
This spot contains the ashes of the just,
Who sought no honors and betrayed no trust;
This truth be proved in all paths he trod,
An honest man's the noblest work of God.
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Story excerpted from the book "Haunted Auburn and Opelika", by Faith Serafin
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3 comments:

RamblingRound said...

What an interesting story! I like the photo too.

Randy said...

Nice photo and post.

Lowell said...

Fun! Your photo certainly speaks of a ghostly presence. I've always wondered, though, if ghosts are spirits, why they have bodily form? I don't think there's a ghost of a chance that question can be answered.