Named after a paddle steamer that brought a former president downstream to the township, this historic inn dates back to the mid-nineteenth century, and is rumoured to have a ghostly tales that have occurred within the walls. Reports indicate that a woman’s presence has been felt in some rooms, often accompanied by the smell of perfume, as well as the apparition of a gentleman in an old-fashioned suit.
(Submitted by Callum Swift)
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Geographic Information
- Address:
- 508 Klein Street
Vicksburg, MS
United States
Get Directions » - GPS:
- 32.3413421, -90.88629209999999
- County:
- Warren County, Mississippi
- Nearest Towns:
- Vicksburg, MS (0.9 mi.)
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My husband had a “visitation” when we were staying overnight at Belle of the Bends B & B in Vicksburg, MS.
Our upstairs room to the left of the house was filled with beautiful and well-maintained furniture. My husband and I were tired from our long drive, so we went to sleep early.
I was exhausted so I drifted off to sleep quickly. My husband, on the other hand, was restless and it took a while for him to relax. He had just fallen asleep facing me when he suddenly felt cold. He turned over on his left side to face the outside of the bed. This is when my husband became aware of the shadowy presence of a tall man standing right there next to him beside our bed. The man was wearing a black jacket, a white shirt buttoned up to his chin, and a tall stovepipe hat on his head.
My husband said the room got even colder. He quickly turned over to wake me up and when he turned back around, the man was gone. I saw nothing but we both were shivering as we held onto each other. We turned on all the lights, checked the room and bathroom thoroughly. Needless to say, neither of us slept well after what happened.
The next morning we went downstairs and sat at the beautifully decorated table with crystal goblets, gorgeous china dinnerware, and heavy silver utensils to eat breakfast. We wanted to ask the other guests gathered around that table if they had experienced anything strange, but no one mentioned anything unusual.
After the other guests left the table, we told the owner what had occurred in our room during the night. She looked at us for a moment then motioned for us to follow her to her office.
She handed us a photo of the large window in our upstairs room, taken from the parking lot below. My husband looked closely at the framed photo and said, “That’s him! That’s the man who was in our room last night!”
The owner of Belle of the Bends said former guests had taken that photo as they were leaving after experiencing the same thing that my husband had the night before when they’d slept in the same room.
The owner of Belle of the Bends took us on a tour of the other rooms in the B & B and showed us a room downstairs that had been where the “gentleman spirit” lived during the Civil War period. Apparently, he had a fond habit of visiting the room we’d stayed in upstairs to see the lady who lived there in that room.
We took a photo of that same window as we were leaving, but unfortunately our gentleman spirit did not appear that day.
This recounting I know truly happened as my husband is not one to embellish the truth.