A New Look at Mercy Brown, R.I.’s Vampire

Mercy Brown was not a vampire, but she is a ghost – and an active one.

For those not familiar with the story, Mercy Brown put Exeter, Rhode Island on the map. In the last half of the 1800’s consumption was on a rampage throughout the area. Death tore families apart and wiped out large populations of cities, towns, and small rural villages like Exeter. The Brown family was no exception.

Mary E. Brown, wife of prominent farmer George Brown, was the first in the family to die of this infectious illness. Twenty year old daughter Mary Olive soon followed. In 1892 younger daughter Mercy drew her last breath. Shortly after Mercy’s death her brother Edwin was diagnosed with the same disease as were many other townsfolk. This became too much for the local villagers to handle and with ill-equipped physicians and little known about medical issues, fears started to mount.

As panic set in rational thought went out. Rumors of vampires spread quickly throughout the community and a demand to find the vampire became an exigency. Since Mercy was the most recent to pass on, she was targeted by villagers. It’s not a positive, but it is believed that since Mercy died in January 1892 her body was kept in an above-ground crypt until warmer weather would make a ground interment easier.

George Brown didn’t believe much in vampires and especially didn’t think his daughter was one, but with the townsfolk unbridled fear and demands for proof, George agreed to an exhumation.

A short time after her death, Dr. Harold Metcalf assisted in the examination of Mercy’s body. It was found that she still looked very much alive and still had blood in her heart. The superstitious vampire hunters were convinced they had found the revenant attacking the living among them. Her heart and liver were removed from her body and burned on the spot.

Now, 128 years later, we think we know vampires don’t exist, but in 1892 people believed more in them than they did a doctor’s explanation of disease. So back then the people were relieved they had slain their monster. But, people in the years that have followed that vile mutilation of a person much loved by her family, know Mercy was not laid to rest. After such a desecration is it any wonder Mercy is still very much with the living?

Mercy’s, (I’d like to say resting spot, but that wouldn’t be true), grave is located in Chestnut Hill Cemetery behind the Baptist Church on Ten Rod Road in Exeter. If you visit the cemetery, the Brown plot lies near a pine tree about mid-way down. Mercy’s headstone is quite obvious – it’s the one with the steel reinforcement around the bottom to prevent souvenir hunters from once again going off with the famed marker.

A visit to Chestnut Hill could well introduce you to Mercy. On entering, there is a feeling of being watched and sometimes followed. Many people have reported seeing a woman walking around the grounds – an ethereal woman dressed in white. There have been observations of blue lights weaving their way around grave stones. White orbs are abundant, also, especially around the old crypt where her body may have been placed to await ground interment in the warmer spring months.

While Mercy Brown wont be waiting in Exeter to bite your neck, she most likely is waiting for you to know her real story. So many brutal acts have been committed as the result of superstitions and ignorance. And the sadder part is that many actions still happen today with the same illogical reasoning and stupidity.

– ashanta

Bigfoot

Bigfoot, also known as Yeti, the Abominable Snowman, and Sasquatch, has been a legend for a long time. Some Asian records go back to the 200’s B.C.E. North American lore about the creature is still in its infancy compared to that of the peoples of the Himalayas, India, and Russia, but the phenomenon is alive, well, and active.

One of the first sightings of Bigfoot in North America took place in 1811 by British-Canadian explorer, surveyor, and fur trader, David Thompson. Thompson traveled all over Canada plying his trade. On one of his trips along the Snake and Columbia Rivers in British Columbia he spotted something moving he couldn’t identify. He felt the animal was seven to 10 feet tall and weighed in around 400 pounds. Thompson considered that it could be a bear because they do walk upright at times, except the number of toes in the large print left behind weren’t consistent with a bear.

On another trip around Jasper in Alberta, Thompson came across another large footprint in the snow. This track was 14 inches long, eight inches wide, and had four large toes – each one measuring about four inches long. He didn’t think this was consistent with a bear marking, either.

Many stories about Bigfoot have been generated throughout Canada and the United States since that time and whatever the real story is, it won’t be going away anytime soon. Bigfoot is one of my least favorite cryptids, but if it’s real, I do admire its ability to be elusive to capture and examination by those people who seem to think they are somehow smarter and better.

There are multiple TV shows now featuring idiots armed with guns and other weapons going out to find and kill this being that no-one really understands….if indeed, it exists. I don’t like these programs, but do have to say that they, at least, depict our society in a realistic way. Which seems to indicate that if something is different from us it should be killed and carried home as a trophy. Isn’t that how we think of primitive humankind? Seems we haven’t changed much. Ignorance takes precedence!

That being said, there are many people who are genuinely interested in the Bigfoot phenomenon and would just like to study it and find out what it is really all about. According to Bigfoot Field Researchers Org., (bfro.net), to date Massachusetts has had 35 sightings of the tall hairy man followed by Connecticut with 17 and Rhode Island with five.

There are a couple of other theories, also. It seems Bigfoot seems to be seen quite often in conjunction with UFO sightings. Could the two be related? This is a large complex Universe we live in and I think anything is possible. We know very little about all the many aspects of existence and if one isn’t egocentric, a plethora of possibilities exist.

There’s also the other thought that Bigfoot comes from another dimension through a wormhole and can blink in and out at will. That would make this creature very intelligent. We, as a people, haven’t even found a wormhole yet.

Regardless of whether Bigfoot is real or not, the lore and legend of this being will always exist. If Bigfoot is found and proved by DNA not to be something foreign, there will always be those who don’t believe that evidence. And, if Bigfoot is found and DNA proves it is something that is alien to our earth, there will always be those who don’t believe that, either.

I hope that Bigfoot is a species all to itself. This enigma opens minds to posit different thoughts and create theories only limited by one’s imagination. That’s a good thing.

– ashanta

Announcing Western Mass Paranormal now covering Tri-State area

WESTERN MASS PARANORMAL NOW COVERING TRI-STATE AREA

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     – ashanta

Who Were They?

I grew up in a small village in southern Rhode Island. It was one of those places that if you were driving through and sneezed, you’d miss it. We had one main street through the center, three small side streets, and a long earthern private driveway. There was also a church, a mom and pop small store, a volunteer fire house, and very few street lights.

What we did have in addition to a surrounding forest were lots of trees, plenty of wildlife, and a dark, magnificent night sky. Stars shone like brilliant diamonds and the Milky Way stood out as the special thing it is. When a growing moon slid across the vastness of space above it lit up the earth and you could see the countryside like a Norman Rockwell night scene.

At the time UFO’s were a popular topic of conversation. Roswell had happened a few years before and even though I was very young I had a good understanding of the prevalent skepticism of the government’s flimsy explanation of the event. There were strange things seen in the sky on various occasions and no one doubted there was always the possibility it could be something unknown.

One bright night when I was in bed trying to get to sleep I noticed a movement by the window. As I watched, the sight turned into something that looked like a black-robed hooded figure. While not liking this very much, it became more curious than frightening. The figure walked to the side of the bed and stood there looking at me. I closed my eyes thinking maybe I was dreaming. When I got up enough courage to look again – the figure was still there.  (At this I pulled the covers over my head and probably yelled for my parents……(don’t remember that part).

Now if this was just a one-time deal, the memory of it probably would have gone away a l-o-n-g time ago, but that’s not how it happened. This event occurred many times over the course of several months. On the last time, I had been asleep and felt something touching the inside of my wrist. I opened my eyes to see this same clothed figure standing by the bed with an arm outstretched and the pointer finger touching me. I asked, for the first time, “Where do you come from?”. The being moved closer to the window, raised it’s arm, and pointed to the sky. With that it vanished.

To this day, I cannot sleep with an arm hanging over the side of the bed. I also prefer long sleeves no matter what the weather…..the ones that cover your wrists!

– ashanta