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					<description><![CDATA[<p>The Mysterious Traveler Hendrick&#8217;s Headlight in located in the quaint little mid-coast town of Southport, Maine.  It looks a lot different now than it did back in the early 1930’s. ...</p>
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					<h2 class="elementor-heading-title elementor-size-default">[1931] The Haunting of Hendrick&#8217;s Head</h2>				</div>
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									<p>Hendrick&#8217;s Headlight in located in the quaint little mid-coast town of Southport, Maine.  It looks a lot different now than it did back in the early 1930’s.  The town was smaller,  quieter, and when summer was over there were a lot less people around.  It was the kind of town where everyone knew everyone else. And when a stranger came through &#8211; well, you likely knew that, too.</p><p>That’s what happened on Tuesday, December 1, 1931 when the bus service rolled into town and out stepped a middle aged woman dressed head to toe in all black clothing, carrying a single suitcase, and looking to rent a room at the old Fullerton Hotel.  Honestly, nothing really stood out about her, besides the fact that she wasn’t from around here.  But then again, the existence of a year round hotel in this tiny coastal town told you all you needed to know about how common it would be for a stranger to stop in for a night or two.</p><p>She rented a room under the name Louise G. Meade and immediately headed out to see the coastline.  She walked down the main street, past a few shops and when she saw Mrs. Pinkham outside the post office she stopped and asked directions on how to get to a place she could take in a “sweeping view of the ocean”.   Mrs. Pinkham obliged and told her the best place to see the open ocean was down by Hendrick’s Head Light, but advised it was getting late in the day, it would be dark by the time she headed back to the hotel, and the temperature was dropping fast &#8211; locals were expecting the first snow of the season on this night.  None of that seemed to matter.  Louise thanked Mrs. Pinkham, told her she knew where Hendrick’s Head was, and headed out for the trek toward the ocean.</p><p>Not long after this exchange, Lightkeeper Knight stumbled into the town post office.  It was briskly cold outside.  The wind was beginning to pick up and folks were getting ready for winter weather to settle in.  The waves crashing on the shoreline, visible from the lighthouse Mr. Knight and his wife were in charge of, were a testament to everything Mrs. Pinkham had warned Louise about.  So naturally, she asked Mr. Knight if he’d seen Louise on his walk to the post office, and if he’d given her fair warning about the dangers of the wind, the surf against the rocks, and how fast the sun sets out this way.  But, to her surprise, he told her he never saw the visitor.  She insisted there was no way he could have missed her, since there is only 1 road from the lighthouse to the post office, and this woman was on it &#8211; she’d seen Louise leave toward that direction with her very own eyes. But Mr. Knight was quite certain he saw no one.  But, he assured her, on his way back to the lighthouse, he’d keep a keen eye out for the traveller and would assist her if she needed it.</p><p>As it turned out, Mr. Knight would never get the chance.</p><p>On his way home he made a conscious effort to take notice of anyone who might be present on the road toward the lighthouse.  All the residences down this way were summer homes, so they were boarded up and empty.  There were no lights, and no sign of any activity once tourist season was over.  However, as he got closer to the lighthouse he happened to look over toward one of the neighboring cottages and he saw, what he thought, was the silhouette of a person walking on the side of the cottage.  Now, by this time of the evening it was starting to get quite dark. Not yet completely night time, but definitely on the later end of dusk. Mr. Knight saw the silhouette and hollered out, asking who it was and did they need help, numerous times, but he got no response.  And the visual happened so quickly, he really wasn’t sure if he had actually seen what he thought he saw. He wondered if it was a trick of light, or if his mind was playing tricks on him, simply because he was so focused on not missing Louise if they crossed paths again.</p><p>Well &#8211; the next day arrived and it was noted that this woman in black had not returned to her hotel room after heading out to see the ocean, and naturally, folks got worried.  So a local fisherman, who was also good at tracking, followed the path Mrs. Pinkham had told him Louise took away from the post office, and he tracked her straight down the road, noting quite curiously, that her tracks led off into the bushes on the side of the road right where she would have crossed paths with Mr. Knight.  He surmised that when Mr. Knight came into view she stepped out of view, so as not to be noticed, and when Mr. Knight was out of earshot and eye line, Louise came back out onto the roadway and continued her walk toward the water.</p>								</div>
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									<p>This being a typical small Maine community, the townspeople weren’t letting this one go.  They were worried for the traveler and feared something had happened to her down near the water on Tuesday night, so by Sunday Morning, December 6, 1931 there was a concerted effort put forth amongst the local fishermen to scour the coastline and the nearby waters in search of her body.  And they did &#8211; they found her.  She wasn’t far from a nearby beach, and the undertow had her trapped in a seemingly endless cycle of surfacing, getting pulled under, then surfacing again.  If they weren’t actively looking for her she very well could have gone unnoticed for quite a time.</p>								</div>
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									<p>Now comes the mystery.  It’s what you’ve been waiting for, isn’t it?<br />Well, here are some things you should know;</p><p>When searchers recovered the body they saw immediately that her wrists were bound by a leather belt that was looped through her handbag, and then threaded through the handles of an electric flatiron.  Essentially, whoever fastened this setup was aiming at weighing her down while preventing her from struggling her way free.</p><p>One of her hands was partially inside of her bag, and the other was “hooked on her belt”.</p><p>When the contents of her suitcase were investigated it was noted that all of her clothing &#8211; every single piece of clothing &#8211; had no tags of any sort.  All of the tags had been purposely and carefully removed &#8211; all except those she was wearing when she went to the ocean.</p><p>The name she gave the Fullerton Hotel when she checked in was Louise G. Meade from Pittsburgh, PA.  But, despite an overwhelming effort by Southport authorities to locate her next of kin, or at least someone who knew her, all of those efforts failed.  Ads and articles were run in newspapers all over the country.  Since the clothes she was wearing were known to come from Lord and Taylor in New York &#8211; New York City detectives came to Southport to investigate the body. Her description was blasted to every police department within reason, but nothing came of any of it.  No one claimed this mysterious woman as missing.</p><p>And, probably one of the most enigmatic of all the clues left behind about who this stranger might be, was found inside the handbag she had on her when she was recovered from the water.   Inside this bag was a “waterproof packet” with a string of numbers no one has ever been able to identify.  These numbers were purposely &#8211; and in an obviously premeditated fashion &#8211; placed inside a packet that water couldn’t penetrate.</p><p>If she was murdered, did the murderer leave a water tight clue behind?  And if they did, why would they do that?</p><p>If she committed suicide, did she bind her own hands?  And if she did, why would she do that?</p><p>If she did bind her own hands, why did she show no signs of struggle before eventually drowning? When she was recovered it was noted one hand was partially resting in her handbag, the other was resting loosely around her belt, as if neither had moved once she was in the water.  A resident of the town who helped with the investigation made mention he knew of a number of people who had committed suicide by drowning and no matter how determined they were to end their lives there was always that final moment of desperation when they tried to stop it before it was too late.   This woman showed no signs of struggle.  Not one.</p>								</div>
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									<div style="text-align: justify;">After a month of failed attempts to identify the ‘woman in black’ that Southport residents knew only as “Louise G. Meade” they finally decided to bury her amongst their own in a small family cemetery on the road to Hendricks Head on January 8, 1932.   She wasn’t given a headstone, and she was buried “off to the side”, but that was to be expected given the circumstances.  In family cemeteries all of the plots are generally taken by groups of family members and so the only available place for unexpected deaths is “off to the side”.  More than 25 years later the fieldstone left to denote her burial spot was replaced with an unmarked stone, here in Union Cemetery in West Southport. </div>								</div>
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									<p>As for the haunting of Hendricks Head?  There are 2 well known parts:</p><p>For decades, there have been repeated sightings of a mysterious black limousine witnessed during the anniversary week of her demise at the shoreline of Hendricks Head, as if someone is looking out over the water in mourning for the woman we know only as Louise G. Meade.  It’s also seen around the same time of each year at the cemetery she was laid to rest, but no one has ever made a solid connection between the two.  Only noting that the limousine started showing up after her death, and has continued to be witnessed at the locations of her demise and burial.</p><p>To this day there are sightings of the lady in black out here at Hendricks Head.  Not always in the same place, and not always under the same circumstances &#8211; but always right around the date she was taken out to sea, and always right around that certain time of night when the light gets so low you can almost call it “dark”.  Some folks say the fog brings her back, others say it’s the bright glow of a full moon that will reveal her apparition.  But there’s only one thing they can all agree on &#8211; ‘The Lady of Dusk’ haunts the shores of Hendricks Head and no only really knows why.</p>								</div>
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									<p>If you’d like to visit the shores of Hendricks Head you’ll have to come to Southport, Maine.  There’s limited parking down near the lighthouse but it’s worth the drive.  It’s beautiful out here.  And who knows, maybe you’ll be one of the lucky ones to catch a glimpse of The Lady of Dusk.  If you do, we want to hear from you!</p><p>If you’d like to honor the otherwise anonymous woman we know only as “Louise G. Meade”, her unmarked stone can be found at the Union Cemetery in West Southport &#8211; “off to the side”.  We ask if you visit her final resting place you do so with consideration for the fact that she has been buried here away from all those she had ever known in her life.  She’s had no one to visit her grave site, to keep her final resting place clear of debris or overgrowth, or to put flowers on her grave to express their mourning of her passing from their lives.  She deserves nothing but the utmost respect from all of us.  We ask that you please pay your respects with these notions in mind.</p>								</div>
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					<h2 class="elementor-heading-title elementor-size-default">Sarah Ware and the Haunting of Silver Lake</h2>				</div>
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									<p><strong>Introduction</strong><br />Over 100 years ago a murder took place here that was <em>so</em> brutal its victim has never been able to rest.  Today we tell you the story of Sarah Ware and the haunting on the shores of Silver Lake.</p><p><strong>The Story<br /></strong>On the night September 17, 1898 Sarah Ware was making her way home by foot through the fields and streets of the tiny town of Bucksport when tragedy struck and she was never seen alive again. 2 weeks later she was found in an open field. She had been so beaten and brutalized her head fell off her body when it was picked up to be put into a wagon to be transported into town.</p><p>Although there were suspicions that one of the local men in town was a prime candidate for Sarah’s murder, the case against him took so much time to bring to trial that key evidence was lost and witnesses recanted their stories against him.  The case against him was dropped and Sarah’s murder was never solved.</p><p><strong>Who was Sarah Ware?</strong><br />Sarah was a 59 year old divorcee in 1898, a time when failed marriages were blamed entirely on the wife. She had grown children who had married and moved away, an ex-husband and his extended family – all who still lived in the same town as her, and no family support structure to help her through the hard times of being a single, financially destitute, woman with no established means to support herself.</p><p>Life was very hard for a single woman with limited means. Sarah depended on her neighbors in a tiny town where everyone knew each other, during a time when being associated with someone who was divorced wasn’t exactly great for their social reputation.</p><p>Sarah moved to Maine from Nova Scotia and her ex-husband’s family was actually from the town of Bucksport, and highly regarded within the community.  So even though she had lived there a number of years, raising their children, reestablishing herself as a single woman was doing so among her husband’s peers, more than her own.</p><p>That said, Sarah made her way as best she could.  She took odd jobs cleaning people’s houses and providing childcare services to whoever would hire her.</p><p><strong>Mysteries of the Murder</strong><br />Who killed Sarah Ware? That’s what everyone wants to know.  Who killed this woman and why?</p><p>If you read write-ups in blog entries or websites that tell her story, you’ll likely read that Sarah was a “woman of the night” or a “prostitute” but in historical documentation this isn’t supported all that strongly – or at all, for that matter. In highly researched documentation you’ll find that Sarah was a hard working woman who was prone to getting taken advantage of financially, and being stiffed for the jobs she’d done for people in town – mostly men.</p><p>On the night of her murder it was thought she was out and about collecting payment for the work she’d done in the previous week, and she’d arrived at one particular residence where she encountered trouble. This was the Treworgy residence.  It was the home of a divorced father whose ex-wife left him and left their 2 young girls behind for him to raise.  Sarah had worked here, at length, before quitting for not being paid, and some say, because the man of the house kept hitting on her and she wasn’t interested.</p><p>William Treworgy was known to be a guy with a really short fuse, a hot temper, and he would have been the last stop on Sarah’s way home.  He also became “Suspect Number 1” when a bloody hammer with his initials were found with a bloody tarp, and witnesses came forward and told police he paid them to move Sarah’s body.</p><p><strong>The Haunting of Silver Lake </strong><br />So why would Silver Lake be haunted?</p><p>One of the more obvious reasons this lake might be haunted is because it’s man-made and was put into place after a cemetery had already been established on the land that’s now covered with water.  The graves were supposed to have been removed and reburied up on a hill overlooking this lake in the 1930’s, but there’s been this undying rumor that all the grave markers were moved, but not necessarily all of the bodies.</p><p>That said, more to the point of this blog entry; Sarah Ware’s murdered body was found not too far from the water’s edge, and you can walk a trail from Silver Lake that leads you closer to the exact location. But more importantly, her headless body was originally buried in a pauper’s grave at Silver Lake.</p><p>The story is that her body was moved along with all the others, and placed in Oak Hill Cemetery in town, to rest for eternity behind the graves of her mother-in-law and father-in-law in her ex-husband’s family plot, along with their daughter.  But not everyone is convinced this actually happened, since her original place of burial was less prominent than those with headstones and clearly visible grave markers. There have been many witnesses who have come forward over the years who have stated they’ve seen her wandering the edge of the lake, or simply gazing out over it, still waiting for her killer to be brought to justice.</p><p><strong>Conclusion </strong><br />Sarah Ware’s murder has been officially, and legally, considered unsolved, but the facts of the case still stand:</p><p>William Treworgy was the prime suspect because;</p><p>He knew Sarah Ware very well, given that she worked as a sort of live-in nanny for his children for an extended period of time, and they didn’t part ways on particularly amicable terms.</p><p>After her body was discovered, a bloody tarp was found next to a bloody hammer with his initials carved into it.  And since Sarah’s head was clearly struck repeatedly with a blunt object, the hammer became a primary piece of evidence.</p><p>Witnesses came forward and told the police that he paid them to help him move Sarah’s body</p><p>By the time the case against him went to trial – years later – the sheriff and undertaker had already died, and a bunch of witnesses had either moved or had died.</p><p>A couple of those key witnesses were even thought to have been murdered before the trial.  One was actually beaten to death.</p><p>Sarah’s head was of the utmost importance to the case so it was kept as evidence in a lock box and basically forgotten about for the next 80 years.  Someone came across it in evidence lock-up and the discovery caused quite a stir amongst the present day population. It was finally allowed to be reunited with her body in her final resting place.  The trouble is, Sarah’s head is thought to have been buried in the wrong location – a original place her body was buried – in a pauper’s grave.  But, it’s thought her body was moved to another location within that same cemetery and her head was actually buried in a family plot in a completely different cemetery.</p><p>It’s no wonder why Sarah Ware might not be at rest, and why she could be haunting the edge of Silver Lake.</p><p>If you’d like to visit Silver Lake to try and catch of glimpse of Sarah for yourself, THIS IS HOW YOU GET THERE:</p><p>Put 362 Central Street – Bucksport, Maine into your GPS.</p><p>The road to Silver Lake Trails can be found just before this building.</p><p>DIRECTIONS</p><p>From Main Street in Bucksport, turn onto Central Street (beside MacLeod’s Restaurant and across from Fort Knox Park Inn). Follow Central Street approximately 1.8 miles and turn left into the parking area of Bucksport Public Works (362 Central Street). Follow signs for Silver Lake Trails to the left of the blue buildings and down a dirt drive to the parking area for the trail network. A kiosk with a trail map marks the trailhead.</p>								</div>
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				</div><p>The post <a href="http://maineghosthunters.org/sarah-ware-and-the-haunting-of-silver-lake/">Sarah Ware and the Haunting of Silver Lake</a> first appeared on <a href="http://maineghosthunters.org">Maine Ghost Hunters</a>.</p>]]></content:encoded>
					
		
		
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