#Seguin Island Lighthouse

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Unveiling the Stunning Seguin Island Light Station in Phippsburg, Maine, captured from above with my drone. by Barry Mullin

Fun Fact: Rumor has it that Seguin Island is haunted. A Lighthouse Keeper got a piano for his bored wife, but her repetitive playing drove him to madness. Tragically, they both met a grim fate. Today, eerie piano music and the playful spirit of a young girl linger on the island.

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Seguin Island Light Station, Georgetown. Seguin is Maine's highest and second oldest lighthouse. It's also said to be one of a number of haunted lighthouses in the state. Legend has it that a keeper, sometime in the mid 1800s bought a piano to entertain his bored wife. She practiced the same song over and over. Driven mad, the keeper axed the piano to pieces, then did the same to his wife, before ending his own life. Folks say you can still hear spooky piano music there.

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50 States/Urban Legends Part 2

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This Haunted Lighthouse Holds Dark And Chilling Secrets - Seguin Island ...

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Seguin Island Lighthouse

Seguin Island in Maine is a haunted lighthouse that is home to one of the more gruesome tales of haunting in the United States.

Although Seguin Island is close to the mainland, it became inaccessible and isolated during the winter months. In the 1800’s, a man got the job as lighthouse keeper and to avoid being lonely, brought his young wife out with him to tend the light.

The man’s wife found the isolation very depressing. When she complained about the boredom and loneliness, the man decided to buy her a piano to keep her occupied.

The wife was delighted but she only knew how to play one song. She played it over and over, driving her husband insane. Finally, he couldn’t take hearing the same tune again and again. In a fit of rage, its said he picked up an axe, ran into the lighthouse and chopped the piano to bits. His anger wasn’t spent. When his wife began shouting at him, he turned around and chopped her to bits too.

Legend says, When the lighthouse keeper realized what he had done, he was beside himself with grief. He went completely out of his mind, grabbed the axe and chopped at himself as well.

When spring came around and people from the mainland went to visit the lighthouse, they came across a horrible scene. The interior was strewn with chopped up pieces of the wife and the piano and the mutilated body of the husband with the axe still clutched in his hand.

They say that, on a quiet night, you can still hear the ghostly sounds of piano playing floating across the water. The ghost of the lighthouse keeper has also been seen, still tending to his duties, climbing the staircase of the tower as if heading upstairs to tend to the light.

One night in 1985, the coast guard was decommissioning the lighthouse and the old furnishings were due to be removed from the premises. Apparently the man in charge of the crew was awakened in the middle of the night by a ghostly figure who was shaking his bed.

The ghost was said to have asked him not to take the furniture and to leave his home alone. The man didn’t grant the request and the next day he loaded the furniture onto a boat. As it was being lowered into the water, the cable mysteriously snapped. The boat and all the furniture in it plunged onto the rocks below and were smashed into pieces.

Apparently a young girl also died on the island and is buried not far from the lighthouse grounds. Subsequent lighthouse keepers have reported seeing the ghost of the girl running up and down the stairs, laughing and waving at them. People visiting the lighthouse claim to have heard ghostly sounds, odd shapes moving in the darkness, furniture being moved, jackets falling off of hooks and items going missing.

Due to its rich history and tragic stories, it is no wonder the Seguin Island lighthouse is haunted.

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What is a paranormal or unsolved story in your home state? 

One of the creepiest in my state of Maine includes a haunted lighthouse on Seguin Island. The story is probably not factual, but it remains a legend to this day.

The story says a young light keeper and his new bride traveled to the island to live and work. After a short time, the new bride began to get very bored and lonely. 

To solve this problem the keeper brought his wife a piano for entertainment.Unfortunately, his wife only knew one song on the piano and began to play it repeatedly. So much that it began to drive her husband insane. One day the light keeper had gone so mad he found an axe and began to chop the piano into pieces. When she protested, his wife became the new target and the axe was turned on her.

It's reported the keeper took his own life after coming to terms with what he had done. It is said you can still hear her cries and the faint sound of piano music drifting from the island at night.

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The Seguin Island Lighthouse was built in 1857 and is the largest lighthouse in Maine. It is reported that the first lighthouse keeper lived at the lighthouse with his wife. The couple were very distant and the wife became extremely lonely; she would play the piano at night to break the silence between the two.

One night, her husband took an axe and murdered his wife before he took his own life.

Many people claim to hear the sound of piano music from the lighthouse late at night. In 1985 it was decided that the lighthouse would be decommissioned. A warrant officer stayed the night so he could pack all of the furniture into the boat the next morning. He claims he awoke in the middle of the night and his bed was shaking violently and he heard a voice scream at him telling him to leave. He stayed the night regardless of this and packed the boat up the next morning. A bizarre accident caused the boat to crash and sink, never reaching the next destination.

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Seguin Lighthouse

Located on Seguin island is the second oldest lighthouse in Maine, Seguin Lighthouse. Although it shines a bright light onto the sea to guide sailors home, it is also known for its dark history.

Legend has it that in the 1850s a lighthouse keeper got married to a young woman. Newly-wed, the keeper decided to bring his new wife to Seguin Island. However, being isolated from everyone and everything caused the bride to become severely depressed.  In order to help with her depression and boredom, the keeper had a piano shipped to the island.

This was a great way to distract his wife at first. However, either due to only having one piece of sheet music or because she was going crazy, she played the same song over and over again.  Eventually her husband snapped. He took an axe to the piano smashing it to pieces. However he didn’t stop there. He then turned the axe on the wife, hacking her to bits. Finally, after realizing what he had done, he turned the axe on himself.

Although the lighthouse is abandoned, it is not empty. Ghostly sounds of a piano playing can be heard emanating from the building. Also, there are those who claimed to have seen the spirit of a man holding an axe drifting through the site. 

(Sources: Worlds Scariest Places)

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Lore Episode 29: The Big Chill (Transcript) - 7th March 2016

tw: graphic violence

Disclaimer: This transcript is entirely non-profit and fan-made. All credit for this content goes to Aaron Mahnke, creator of Lore podcast. It is by a fan, for fans, and meant to make the content of the podcast more accessible to all. Also, there may be mistakes, despite rigorous re-reading on my part. Feel free to point them out, but please be nice!

Some places are more frightening than others. It’s hard to nail down a specific reason why, but even so, I can’t think of a single person who might disagree. Some places just have a way of getting under your skin. For some it’s the basement, for others it’s the local graveyard. I even know people who are afraid of certain colours. Fear, it seems, is a landmine that can be triggered by almost anything, and while history might be full of hauntingly tragic stories that span a variety of settings and climates, the most chilling ones – literally – are those that take place in the harsh environment of winter: the incident at Dyatlov Pass; the tragedy of the Donner party; even the sinking of the Titanic in 1912 took place in the freezing waters of the north Atlantic. Winter, it seems, is well equipped to end lives and create fear, and when I think of dangerous winters, I think of Maine, that area of New England on the northern frontier. If you love horror, you might equate Maine with Stephen King, but even though he’s tried hard over the last few decades to make us believe in Derry and Castle Rock and Salem’s Lot, the state has enough danger on its own. Maine is also home to nearly 3500 miles of coastline, more than even California, and that’s where the real action happens. The Maine coastline is littered with thousands of small islands, jagged rocks, ancient lighthouses and even older legends, and all in the cold north, where the sea is cruel and the weather can be deadly. It’s often there, in the places that are isolated and exposed, that odd things happen, things that seem born of the circumstances and climate, things that leave their mark on the people there – things that would never happen on the mainland. And if the stories are to be believed, that’s a good thing. I’m Aaron Mahnke, and this is Lore.

The coastline of Maine isn’t as neat and tidy as other states’. Don’t picture sandy beaches and warm waves that you can walk through; this is the cold north, the water is always chilly and the land tends to emerge from the waves as large, jagged rocks. Go ahead and pull up a map of Maine on your phone, I’ll wait. You’ll see what I mean right away – this place is dangerous, and because of that, ships have had a long history of difficulty when it comes to navigating the coast of Maine. Part of that is because of all the islands - they’re everywhere. According to the most recent count, there are over 4,600 of them, scattered along the coastal waters like fragments of a broken bottle. One such fragment is Seguin Island. It’s only three miles from the mainland, but it’s easy to understand how harsh winter weather could isolate anyone living there very quickly, and when you’re the keeper of the lighthouse there, that isolation comes with the job. The legend that’s been passed down for decades there is the story of a keeper from the mid-1800s. According to the tale, the keeper was newly married and, after moving to the island with his bride, they both began to struggle with the gulf between their lives there and the people on the coast. So, to give his wife something to do with her time – and maybe to get a bit of entertainment out of it for himself – the keeper ordered a piano for her. They say it was delivered during the autumn, just as the winter chill was creeping in. In the story, it had to be hoisted up the rock face, but that’s probably not true; Seguin is more like a green hill pretruding from the water than anything else but, hey, it adds to the drama, right? And that’s what these old stories provide –plenty of drama. When the piano arrived the keeper’s wife was elated, but buyer’s remorse quickly set in. You see, the piano only came with the sheet music for one song. With winter quickly rolling in from the north, shipping in more music was impossible, so she settled in and made the best of it. The legend says that she played that song non-stop, over and over, all throughout the winter. Somehow she was immune to the monotony of it all, but her husband, the man who had only been hoping for distraction and entertainment, took it hard. They say it drove him insane. In the end, the keeper took an axe and destroyed the piano, hacking it into nothing more than a pile of wood and wire, and then, still deranged from the repetitive tune, he turned the axe on his wife, nearly chopping her head off in the process. The tragic story always ends with the keeper’s suicide, but most know it all to be fiction. At least, that’s the general opinion, but even today, there are some who claim that if you happen to find yourself on a boat in the waters between the island and the mainland, you can still hear the sound of piano music drifting across the waves.

Boon island is near the southern tip of Maine’s long coastline. It’s not a big island by any stretch of the imagination, perhaps 400 square yards in total, but there’s been a lighthouse there since 1811 due to the many shipwrecks that have plagued the island for as long as Europeans have sailed in those waters. The most well-known shipwreck on Boon Island occurred there in the winter of 1710 when the Nottingham Galley, a ship captained by John Deane, wrecked there on the rocks. All 14 crew members survived, but the ship was lost, stranding them without help or supplies in the cold winter. As the unfortunate sailors died, one by one, the survivors were forced to eat the dead or face starvation, and they did this for days, until fishermen finally discovered and rescued them. But that’s not the most memorable story from Boon Island, that honour falls to the tale of Katherine Bright, the wife of a former lighthouse keeper there in the 19th century. According to those who believe the story, the couple had only been on the island for a few months when Katherine’s husband slipped while trying to tie off their boat. He fell and hit his head on the rocks and then slid unconsciously into the water, where he drowned. At first, Katherine tried to take on the duties of keeping the light running herself, but after nearly a week, fishermen in York on the mainland watched the light flicker out and stay dark. When they travelled to the island to investigate, they found Katherine sitting on the tower’s stairs. She was cradling her dead husband’s corpse in her arms. Legend has it that Katherine was brought back to York along with her husband’s body, but it was too late for her. Just like the lighthouse they had left behind, she was now cold and dark. Some flames, it seems, can’t be relit.

There’s been a lighthouse on the shore of Rockland, Maine, for nearly 200 years. It’s on an oddly-shaped hill, with two large depressions in the face of the rock that were said to remind the locals of an owl. So, when the light was built there in 1825 it was, of course, named Owls Head. Give any building long enough, mix in some tragedy and unexplainable phenomenon, and you can almost guarantee a few legends will be born. Owls Head is no exception. One of the oldest stories is a well-documented one from 1850. It tells of a horrible winter storm that ripped through the Penobscot Bay area on December 22nd of that year. At least five ships were driven aground by the harsh waves and chill wind. It was a destructive and fierce storm, and it would have been and understatement to say that it wasn’t a wise idea to be out that night – on land or at sea. A small ship had been anchored at Jameson Point that night. The captain had done the smart thing and gone ashore to weather the storm inside, but he left some people behind on the ship. Three, actually: first mate, Richard Ingraham, a sailor named Roger Elliot, and Lydia Dyer, a passenger. While those three poor souls tried to sleep that night on the schooner, the storm pushed the ship so hard that the cables snapped, setting the ship adrift across the bay. Now, it’s not exactly a straight shot south-east to get to Owls Head, it’s a path shaped more like a backwards “C” to get around the rocky coast, but the ship somehow managed to do it anyway. It passed the breakwater, drifted east and south, and finally rounded the rocky peninsula where Owls Head Light is perched, all before smashing against the rocks south of the light.

The three passengers survived the impact and, as the ship began to take on water, they scrambled up to the top deck – better the biting wind than the freezing water, they assumed – and then they waited, huddled there under a pile of blankets against the storm, just waiting for help. When the ship began to  actually break apart in the waves, though, Elliot, the sailor, was the only one to make an escape from the wreckage. I can’t imagine how cold he must have been with the freezing wind and ocean spray lashing at him from the darkness, but standing on the rocks with his feet still ankle-deep in the waves, he happened to look up and see the lighthouse on the hill. If he was going to find help, that was his best option, so he began to climb. He was practically dead by the time he reached the lighthouse, but when he knocked, no one answered. A moment later, the keeper of the light rode up the path on a sleigh, having been out for supplies, and realised at once that Elliot needed help. He took him in, gave him hot rum and put him into a warm bed, but not before Elliot managed to whisper something about the others.

The keeper immediately called for help and gathered a group of about a dozen men. Together, they all travelled down to the shore, where they began to look for the wreck of the ship and the people who may still be alive onboard. When they found the remains of the schooner, the men began to carefully climb across the wreckage, looking for signs of the other passengers. It was treacherous work – the wood was encrusted in ice and each step swayed dangerously with the waves. When they finally found them, they were still on the portion of the deck where Elliot had left them, but they seemed to shiver whenever the light of the lantern washed over them. Climbing closer, the men discovered why: Ingraham and Dyer were both encased in a thick layer of ice, completely covering their bodies. They were frozen. Not taking any chances, the men somehow managed to pry the couple free from the deck of the ship and the entire block was transported back up the hill to the lighthouse. All that night, they worked fast and carefully. They placed the block in a tub of water and then slowly chipped away at the ice, and as it melted, they moved the limbs of each person in an attempt to get their blood flowing again, and somehow, against all logic and medical odds, it worked. It took them a very long time to recover, but Ingraham and Dyer soon opened their eyes. Ingraham was the first to speak, and it was said that he croaked the words “what is all this? Where are we?” Roger Elliot didn’t survive the aftermath of the shipwreck. Maybe it was the trauma of climbing up the hill to the lighthouse, soaked to the bone and exposed to the freezing winds of the storm. Perhaps it was an injury he sustained in the shipwreck itself, or on the climb to the lighthouse. Dyer and Ingraham faired better, though. They eventually recovered and even married each other. They settled down and raised a family together in the area, all thanks to the man who died to bring them help when all seemed lost.

Later stories from inside Owls Head lighthouse have been equally chilling. Although there are no other tragic events on record there, it’s clear from the first-hand accounts of those who have made Owls Head their home that something otherworldly has taken up residence there. The Andrews family was one of the first to report any sort of unusual activity on the property. I can’t find a record of their first names, but the keeper and his wife lived there along with her elderly father. According to their story, one night the couple was outside and looked up to see a light swirling in her father’s window. When they climbed the stairs, they found the older man shaking in his bed from fright. Some think he might have seen the old sailor, a common figure witnessed by many over the years. When John Norton was keeper in 1980, he claimed to have seen the same apparition. He had been sleeping, but when a noise woke him up, he opened his eyes to see the figure of an old sea captain standing over his bed, just… staring at him. The old sailor has been blamed for mysterious footprints that tend to appear in the snow, footprints that could be found on the walk toward the house. The prints never seem to have an origin point, and always end abruptly in the middle of the sidewalk. Others have claimed to feel cold spots in the house, while some have gone on record to swear that brass fixtures inside the lighthouse, fixtures that were usually tarnished and dark, would be found mysteriously polished. None of the keepers have been able to figure out who was doing the cleaning for them, though. There have been other stories as well, tales of a white lady who has been frequently seen in the kitchen, of doors slamming without anyone in the room, and of silverware that has been heard to rattle in the drawers. Despite this, though, most have said that they felt at peace with her there – more at peace, at least, than they are with the old, bearded sailor.

In the mid-1980s, Andy Germann and his wife, Denise, lived there while tending the light. They moved in and settled into life on the harsh coast of Maine. Andy divided his time between tending the light and a series of renovations to the old lighthouse, which left the yard outside rather chaotic and full of construction materials. One night after climbing into bed, the couple heard the sound of some of the building supplies outside falling over in the wind. Andy pulled on his pants and shoes and left the room to go take care of the mess before the wind made it worse. Denise watched him leave, and then rolled back over to sleep with the lamp still on. A short while later, she felt him climb back into bed. The mattress moved, as did the covers, and so she asked out loud how it had gone, if there had been any trouble or anything unusual, but Andy didn’t reply, so Denise rolled over. When she did, she found that Andy’s spot in bed was still empty. Well, almost. In the spot where he normally slept beside her, there was a deep depression in the sheets, as if an invisible body were laying right there beside her. Of course, it was just the dent where Andy had been sleeping moments before. At least, that’s what she told herself, but thinking back on it later, Denise admits that she has doubts. There were moments when she was laying there, staring at the impression in the sheets, that she could have sworn the shape was moving. Maybe she was too level-headed to get upset, or perhaps she was too tired to care. Whatever the reason, Denise simply told whoever it was to leave her alone, and then rolled over and fell back asleep. At breakfast the next morning, she wanted to tell Andy about the experience, thinking he would laugh it off and help her to explain it away, but before she could, he told her his own story. It turns out Andy had an unusual experience of his own the previous night. He explained how, as he had exited the room and stepped out into the dimly lit hallway, he saw what he could only describe as a faint cloud hovering close to the floor, and this cloud, he said, had been moving. According to Andy, when he walked down the hall, it moved right up to his feet and then passed on through him. That’s when Denise asked Andy where the cloud had been going. “Into the bedroom,” he told her. “Why?”

You don’t have to travel to a lighthouse to bump into tales of the unexplained or otherworldly. You can hear them from just about anyone you meet, from the neighbour down the street to your real estate agent, but lighthouses seem to have a reputation for the tragic, and maybe that’s understandable – these are, after all, houses built to help save lives in a dangerous setting. It might be safe to say that the well for these stories runs deeper than many place – but are they true? Like a lot of stories, it seems to depend on who you talk to. Keepers across the decades have had a mixed bag of experiences. Some see odd things, and some don’t. Maybe some people just connect to the stories more than others and go looking for hints and signs where there are none. One recent family described their time there as “normal”. They never saw ghosts, never watched objects move, and felt right at home the whole time they were there. Another family, though, acknowledged that something unusual seemed to be going on in the lighthouse. They would find lightbulbs partially unscrewed and the thermostat would constantly readjust itself – perhaps whatever it is that’s haunting the lighthouse is just very environmentally conscious. It’s easy to laugh off most of these stories, but we’ve never lived there, we’ve never heard or felt something that can’t be explained away, and like most samples of data, there’s always the outlier. Another family who lived at the lighthouse in the late 1980s claimed to have experienced their fair share of unusual activity, though. One night, while Gerard and Debby Graham were asleep, their three-year-old daughter, Claire, quietly opened her eyes and sat up in bed. She stared into the darkness for a moment, as if carefully listening to something, and then climbed out of her bed and left the room. Her little bare feet patted on the cold floor of the hallway as she made her way down towards her parents’ room. Inside, she slowly approached the side of their bed, and then tapped her father on the arm to wake him. When he did wake up, he asked Claire what was the matter. The little girl replied that she was supposed to tell him something. “Tell me what?” he father asked. “There’s a fog rolling in,” Claire replied, somehow sounding like someone infinitely older. “Sound the horn”. When he asked her who had told her this, the little girl looked at him seriously. “My friend,” she told him, “the old man with the beard.”

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Seguin Island Lighthouse, Phippsburg, Maine, June 2017⠀

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Seguin Island Lighthouse - Georgetown, ME A lighthouse keeper and his wife lived in the house and the wife became isolated and lonely. To improve her mood the wife received the gift of a piano to help pass the hours. As she was only able to play but one song, over and over, it is believed it eventually drove him into a mad rage in which he took an axe to the piano, the wife and himself! Piano music is said to be heard over the waters today.

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Perkins Island Lighthouse

Although lighthouses had been established on Seguin Island and Pond Island, near the mouth of the Kennebec River, they did little to help vessels once they were in the river. In 1898, the Lighthouse Board erected the Perkins Island Lighthouse, to help vessels navigate the river. Read more of the history of the Perkins Island Lighthouse now.

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RAS #402 - The Seguin Island Horror Story

On Ron’s Amazing Stories this week we continue with the Month Of Spooky 2019. We begin with an ax murder and ghostly piano music. Next, we drive the lonely stretch of road known as Haynesville - Route 2a. Then ...Do the ghosts of two children reach out from the grave? We will find that out together. We close the show with a classic horror drama from the golden age of radio. It is from the Hermit's Cave and is titled The House on Lost Man’s Bluff.

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