The Mark Twain House & Museum was the home of the Clemens family, including author Samuel Clemens (aka Mark Twain). It is believed to be haunted by the family’s butler, George Griffin. According to witnesses, apparitions, voices, knocking and banging sounds and phantom cigar smells have been detected on the premises, and some folks have had their clothing tugged on by something the couldn’t see. The site has been featured on an episode of TV’s Ghost Hunters.
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Geographic Information
- Address:
- 351 Farmington Ave
Hartford, CT 06105
United States
Get Directions » - GPS:
- 41.76634809999999, -72.7009875
- County:
- Hartford County, Connecticut
- Nearest Towns:
- Hartford, CT (0.8 mi.)
West Hartford, CT (2.1 mi.)
Blue Hills, CT (3.2 mi.)
Wethersfield, CT (4.4 mi.)
East Hartford, CT (4.7 mi.)
Newington, CT (4.9 mi.)
South Windsor, CT (5.7 mi.)
Glastonbury, CT (6.1 mi.)
Windsor, CT (6.6 mi.)
Glastonbury Center, CT (6.9 mi.)
Contact Information
- Web:
- http://www.marktwainhouse.org/
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I lived in hartford for 4 years when I was in college.This was a required visiting site when family came along so I was there several times. I never encountered naything supernatural there but shoudl point out there were several purpose built optical illusions in the house- such as a stair railing that got lower, giving the illusuion of greater height to a stairway- the result is that it woudl be very easy to misinterpret visual imput both to the eye and a camera just from the entertainments built into the house.
In middle school I went on a field trip to this house. We were all sitting outside the butlers room I’ve always had a fascination with spirits as I was examining this room I noticed the towel hanging on the bedside table had moved I saw it with my own eyes I had no idea it was haunted until I red this
when i visited a couple years ago i kept asking my friend if she heard a cat meowing. it was driving me crazy but she couldn’t hear it. at the end of the tour they mentioned Mark had and loved cats. it all made sense then.
We were the last tour of the day on a fall Sunday. It was starting to get dark and the guide wanted to get going. My wife, daughter and I stood in the area where food was prepared- adjacent to the butler’s pantry (an area newly restored and opened to the public.) I walked into the pantry and was greeted by a strong smell of orange. As I looked around to see if there were peels anywhere, my daughter in the other room says “hey! I smell oranges!” My wife says the same thing. As soon as the words were spoken, the scent disappeared. Like a switch was turned off. We asked if the museum used any scents to add to the holiday atmosphere but were told by the (now anxious to leave guide) scents were not used in the house, nor is food allowed (she didn’t pick up on the scent at all.) But when the Clemens family lived there they might have used oranges to make the holidays festive. Our tour certainly was.