The cottage is said to be haunted by Ella Quinlan O’Neill, mother of author Eugene O’Neill. Her ghost is said to pace in one of the upstairs bedrooms. Eugene O’Neill, who spent his childhood summers here, wrote about the place in “Long Day’s Journey Into Night.”
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Geographic Information
- Address:
- 325 Pequot Ave
New London, CT 06320
United States
Get Directions » - GPS:
- 41.331933, -72.09623039999997
- County:
- New London County, Connecticut
- Nearest Towns:
- Groton, CT (1.6 mi.)
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Contact Information
- Web:
- http://www.theoneill.org/monte-cristo-cottage
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We visited in the summer of 2005, not knowing of any haunting legends associated with the home. We saw a woman pacing upstairs. As we left, the door on the veranda opened on its own. I sensed this may have been O’Neill’s mother, but instead of fear, I expressed thanks to her for letting us visit her home.