The Buxton Inn, Granville, Ohio

AbbeyGal · Mist Joined: 18 Mar 2008 Posts: 138

I had an incredible experience yesterday at my favorite haunted inn. Yesterday, my husband and I went to The Buxton Inn in Granville, Ohio. The last time we were there, we spent the night. That time, I had sensed the presence of a good looking, but arrogant and lecherous man in a green coat who seemed to be from the early 1840's. That was in the oldest dining room. Then up in our bedroom, there was an alcove with a 2nd bed. I sensed a feverish woman dying and got the impression that she had an ectopic pregnancy. She seemed to be from the early years of the inn, which dates back to 1811.

When we went last night, we got seated in the oldest dining room again. We were lucky enough to have the place to ourselves the whole time, as it was fairly early and another one of their dining rooms is much more popular. Again, I felt the presence of the green man. Earlier in the day before we even headed out for the inn, I had picked up on the name Jonathan Devers for him. This time he was quite tipsy. I asked him why he was drinking so hard so early, and he said that he had gotten a head start on St. Patrick's Day. Yup, it turns out that Devers is an Irish name. I was also picking up that his wife was angry at him for dallying with a woman of ill repute. The wife seemed to be a bit older than him, and he married her because she was a wealthy widow. He had sent her one remaining child away to live at a boarding school. He described her as being "icy". I got the sense that she married him because she was in lust with him, which she hadn't felt for her first husband.

Then I noticed a lady in bonnet and a yellow gown with some kind of print on it sitting near the fireplace. She informed me that the gown was of "sprigged muslin". The style was maybe between 1818 and 1828. I am getting 1823. She had blonde, tight curls at her forehead, grey eyes, and a straight, medium sized nose. There was a slightly built man with honey blonde, wavy hair in a top hat with her. He seemed to be her brother. I was getting the names Margrete Elsabet Hoenhof Zimmer and Eduard Hoenhof for them. There was a strong sense of rain, as well, even though it was clear outside. The story I was picking up on was that they were traveling from Pennsylvania to Indiana to join her husband, who had gone on ahead to get things set up. The heavy rains delayed their trip, and they decided to stay in Granville for an extra day or two in hopes that the roads would be more passable by then. While they were there, she had complications with an ectopic pregnancy and died in a feverish state. She and her brother seemed to be very close in age, she older by less than a year, and also very close emotionally. I'd say they were best friends. She exuded a very calm personality, and he seemed gentle, but a little flowery. I couldn't quite understand why he was still there. Then I got a flash of him being hung in a barn a few years later for being a "sodomite". I guess he chose to spend his afterlife with the person who was the dearest to him.

There was also a short, somewhat rotound man in his late 20's there. He had a slight receding hairline despite his relative youth, and his hair was arranged in big spitcurls on his cheekbones. I think he may have been Margrete's husband. He had a fussy, blustery personality.

I am just blown away by the amount and clarity of information that was pouring in, even after we left for home.