I’ve honestly been avoiding the Civil War ghosts because I feel like I can’t do the history justice in the scope of this blog.
I am the woman who got very upset on Facebook this morning over people deciding that Norse women were warriors because of swords being present in burial sites, even with the lack of any further historical data to back up what the role of the swords were.
Point being, there are situations where I end up sort of digging at my face and moaning, but the historical record?! What does the historical record say?! Social media is enough to give a sociohistorian a stroke.
So at the risk of driving myself into a frenzy, the story of the Texan goes like this;
Sites of large scale death and tension are often the obvious location for hauntings, and there are few areas of the United States that can be identified that way as the battlefields of the American Civil War. One of the most ‘popular’, as in familiar, of those battlefields is Gettysberg.
The level of violence that occurred at Gettysberg means that stating the area, which is now a national park, is haunted is almost sort of ‘obvious’, as in, while I don’t necessarily ignore ghost stories that come out of the places we would assume to be haunted I’m almost more interested in the stories that come out of places that aren’t known for it. But the bare foot ghost, the ghost referred to as the Texan, also is woven into my own personal paranormal history; it is one of the first ghost stories I remember hearing as a child.
The ghost is always seen in a similar manner-tourists or tour guides will see a man, wearing a hat and barefoot, near the area of Plum Run stream. The tourists are sometimes actually lost or at least turned around but the guides are generally aware of their location. Regardless, the ghost will point and say ‘what you’re looking for is over there’. Sometimes he disappears then and sometimes he wanders off and is gone by the time the tourists will make it around the hill.
The clothes make him a member of the Texan militia, and that is pretty much the sum of his story. It’s a fairly short, but deeply ingrained, ghost story in a place that’s almost expected to be haunted.