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Urban Legends, tall tales,and more unexplained of the Ozarks

by Ed Crabtree   

      With the month of October, some of us turn our attention to that yearly event when little ghosts and goblins arrive on our doorsteps asking for treats in lieu of tricks. But others are drawn to the telling of ghost stories as well as subjects of the unexplained, subjects the older Ozarkers were reluctant to discuss.

      Although the paranormal is a favorite preoccupation for some year round, at Halloween the media brings into our homes a multitude of horror movies, some of which are absolute fiction while others are based on wives tales or urban legend. Tall tales and ghost stories abound throughout the United States, and the Ozarks is certainly no exception. Virtually every community has some haunted place, or some sort of unexplained happening that is a favorite subject around campfires in the summer, or in front of a comfortable fireplace on a cold Ozarks night. The audience being spellbound by the story related to them from someone who "knows" of someone who had the misfortune to be in the wrong place at the wrong time and suffered the consequences.

      Halloween mischief itself has even become legendary, we have heard reports of the days when our Fathers and Grandfathers were young, and thought it great fun to swipe someone's buggy and place in some improbable location such as on top of a local structure, the town railway depot being one favorite of pranksters. Another legendary tale tells of some local old gentleman that had two out houses, each year the boys would turn one over and right the outhouse turned over the previous year, a variation on that tale has the pranksters moving the outhouse a few feet backward so that the unsuspecting owner of the privy might fall into the pit normally found under the house of convenience while making a necessary trip in the middle of an Ozarks dark Halloween night. Obviously this would not be fun for the intended victim to fall into the contents of what is normally found under the outhouse.

      Halloween mischief aside, the Ozarks has so many colorful folk legends and ghost stories, and amazingly enough, many of these can be found right on the internet. As more and more writers learn how to self publish their short stories on the web and more research into our culture is posted, the probability of finding tales about your specific region of the Ozarks, increases exponentially each day. For instance several months ago we were trying to find some information on Camp Winoka and the legend surrounding it, and we failed to locate anything on the Internet regarding this favorite urban legend. Today you can find several websites with relative documents on the estate, for instance in an article entitled; The Springs Of Greene County By Loring Bullard (1) we find the early history of the site;

      Some of the early spring-endowed, park-like areas in Greene County were privately owned. The Winoka Club, founded in about 1890 as a hunter's club, was located along the James River, south of Springfield. One of its early owners was Dr. Shepard. The club featured a number of springs, including the one Shepard considered to be the county's largest, Big Boiling Spring, as well as a group of ten beautiful springs in a small, narrow canyon--the Cotton Gin or Roaring Springs. These springs were diverted into sculptured pools and fountains in addition to providing the lodge's drinking water supply. Later, spring water was used to fill the swimming pool. A fire destroyed the lodge in 1977 and today the remains of the once prestigious Winoka Club are barely discernible………..

      But in a web document on the Springfield Greene County Library (2) website we find a list of frequently asked questions regarding local lore, one of which being the legend surrounding the old Winoka Club. The document "What Is Winoka Lodge?" gives us the following information;

The Springfield-Greene County Library receives frequent questions about "The Camp where Girl Scouts were murdered along Lake Springfield" or "along the James River." After a search for a campsite matching that location, staff discovered that Winoka Lodge is the site in question. Located near Lake Springfield, near the interchange of Highways 60 and 65, Winoka Lodge was owned by the Schweitzer family in the 1920's and used as a summer home. The name "Winoka" means "Great Spirit". Stories have circulated that Winoka Lodge is haunted, but this is unsubstantiated. The lodge's remote location along Lake Springfield and numerous unused buildings on the property may have resulted in a mistaken attribution to an incident, which occurred near Locust Grove, Oklahoma. Three girl scouts were murdered at a Girl Scout camp near Locust Grove, Oklahoma, on June 13, 1977, and the campsite closed permanently the following day due to that incident.

So were the reports of this terrible crime in Oklahoma, the basis for rumors and urban legends surrounding Winoka in Springfield?

Also in these same FAQs (frequently asked questions) on the Library web site one can find the truth regarding the old Sheedy Estate, a.k.a, the Albino Farm.

      Countless numbers of those of us who grew up in and around Springfield remember being drawn by the legend, north along National Avenue to Greenlawn Cemetery which was scary enough, then out into the country to the Albino farm and nearby Hatchet Man bridge. Now a careful study of these type tales reveals the fact that just about every community has a story about some old bridge where the hapless motorist careless enough to drive across the haunted structure late at night, will certainly suffer some dire consequences. The stories all tell of a murdered corpse being found near the bridge or perhaps a ghostly apparition that manifests itself just as some young couple happens to be driving across the bridge. But the Albino Farm tale seems to be unique to Springfield.

      With each passing generation the various unfounded legends have evolved around the old Sheedy Estate, many as a result of a one-time albino caretaker. Due to the rare genetic trait of albinism a lack of skin pigmentation making the victim of this trait appear ghostly white and sometimes sensitive to sun light, stories have emerged telling of this caretaker only coming out at night. To this day there are even reports of strange lights on what is left of the once sprawling estate, much of it now having been developed into subdivisions. On a dare many a young person, have made their way after dark out to the estate, and once there, become victims of their own imagination, thinking that hey had been witness to some sort of unexplainable phenomena. In retrospect many of us now feel that it was totally stupid to do what we thought then was so totally cool, that of driving past the estate with our dates and scaring them half to death. What makes these places of legend so attractive? Is our natural human curiosity, or our preoccupation with obtaining answers to such basic questions such as the meaning of life itself and what lies ahead of us on the road of life when that path enters that great unknown region after death.

      Yes the Ozarks has its share of colorful legends, and people whose eccentricities caused them to bear the stigma of public rumors and suspicions. One such person was Miss Jeanne Wallace, also known as the Mountain Maid of Roaring River. A native of New York City who grew up and trained as nurse, Miss Wallace established a homestead in 1892 overlooking Roaring River, near Cassville Missouri. Apparently she was a gifted clairvoyant, as published reports tell that the trail leading to her cabin was well worn by those seeking her advice. It is said that if one lost a personal possession, you could seek out Miss Wallace who would tell you of the location of the lost item. (3) The legend has it that Miss Wallace's father was born with a "sixth sense" which leads into our next "old Wives' Tale, that of a child being born with a veil over its face.

      In the process of researching material for The Message Tree I have interviewed many individuals that were life long residents of these old hills, many of which had strange and unusual tales. Ghost riders and wagons that can be heard traveling along the road, but not seen, animals that will not drink from waters said to be haunted, (see The Ghost Pond of Reeds Spring, (4) ) as well as other reports of paranormal happenings too numerous to mention here. But one that piqued my curiosity was the story that some tell of being born or knowing someone born with a veil over the face. Everyone tells that the veil or caul marks the infant, as one who will grow up to demonstrate extraordinary skills of wisdom or perhaps even display physic abilities. In actuality the veil or caul was a piece of natal membrane that had to be removed from over the newborn infants face so that the child could take its first breath. Some people would preserve this material out of superstition, going so far as to dry the membrane and then keep it as a family memento, some folks were even said to have placed the dried veil in the family bible. Objective researchers would probably say that a child born in this condition was in no way marked in a paranormal sense, any more so that a child born with webbed toes, and extra finger or some other genetic trait that only occurs once in several thousand births. So is this just another colorful rural legend, or do you know someone who was born with a veil and seems to have a "sixth" sense.

      Veils and cauls were among those subjects, that until just a few months ago, the researcher could not find information regarding such on the Internet. Another topic of the paranormal not found in the archives of the web until recently is that of "Feather Crowns."

      Remember those wonderful old feather pillows that every one had before the days of store bought polyurethane nightmares? In the old days when it was common for folks to be allowed the dignity to pass away, in the familiar surroundings of their own home, after the body had been removed for burial, someone had the task of removing and cleaning of the bed fixtures, such as the sheets and pillows. Sometimes a loved one of the recently deceased would find a feather crown in the pillow. Often the family of the deceased would tear the pillow apart to see if their loved one had gone to heaven, as a variation on the legend has if that the "crown" was wove by an angel.

      Resembling a ball or perhaps a bird's nest, those who have seen such say that nothing so beautiful in its intricacy could happen by pure chance, but only with some sort of divine assistance. However naysayers claim that these occur naturally, probably due to the feather pillow not having been "fluffed" correctly.

      You may ask, "Well Ed, what do you believe of all the tales of the Ozarks?" And I would have to admit that in public, that I might take the position of the objective researcher, always looking for a plausible explanation, but in private, I would tell you that I am like a lot of other Ozarkers, that although skeptical of the paranormal, you certainly won't find any of us in one of the haunted places of the Ozarks on a cold dark night!

sources;

(1) The Springs Of Greene County By Loring Bullard http://www.watershedcommittee.org/publications/springs_of_greene_county/life_of_leisure.htm

(2) What is Winoka Lodge? http://thelibrary.springfield.missouri.org/faq/files/lhwinoka.cfm

(3) Jeanne Wallace, Mountain Maid of Roaring River (from "Stories of the Ozarks" by Irene Horner) http://www.cswnet.com/~sschmitz/carrstory.html

(4) The Ghost Pond of Reeds Spring, By James F. (Jim) Barrett http://www.themessagetree.com/july2001/ghostpondjuly2001.html

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