Reader Submission – 2005
Having chosen a weeknight to spend our anniversary at the Lemp Mansion, we arrived at 3:00 p.m. and were given the Charles Lemp’s room. We had planned to eat dinner there that evening but for some reason, the restaurant closed shortly after we arrived and we were amazed to find that we would be left to spend the night in the entire mansion alone!
When we first arrived and were wandering around on the second floor, my husband mentioned he noticed a sewer odor. I didn’t notice it, so I didn’t pay any attention.
What I have in common with some of the others who have related their experiences on this web site is that strange uneasy feeling that someone was watching you. Someone also mentioned a “creeped out” feeling. These were the exact words I used! I don’t know how many times I told my husband that night that “I keep getting this creeped out feeling.”
Another similarity I had was to that of USAF Duane’s experience with the missing dimes. When we got to our room I opened the suitcase and took out two packages of Fuji brand disposable film. I was struggling to open the packages, so I reached into a Ziploc bag containing cheese and sausage and took out the knife I included with these. I then used it cut the film packages open. Once I took out the knife we never saw it again! Let me add that this occurred in the very same room Duane (with the missing dimes) stayed in! The Charles Lemp room.
I had never unpacked our suitcase other than to take the plastic bag out and replace it. Since we were only spending one night I didn’t want to have to rush and pack the following morning.
Every time my husband and I returned to our room from roaming about the mansion, one or both of us would look for the knife. We checked and re-checked every surface, the floors, under the bed, sofa’s, drawers, etc. It was nowhere to be found! What was infuriating is the room was immaculate, yet it was nowhere and we didn’t leave the room with it. As the night progressed we both became more and more obsessed about the knife’s whereabouts.
As we roamed about the mansion we took photos and as the evening progressed, I too began to notice the odor of sewage. It grew stronger and more prevalent until it appeared to be everywhere, ultimately becoming most noticeable when decided to go sit in the bar.
While sitting at a table in the bar, I had my husband snap a photo of me at the bar and another by the Lemp mirror on the right side of the bar. I then took a picture of the doorway near where the Lemp mirror hung.
When these photos came back (later) from developing we discovered some rather unusual images. Of the two rolls of film, with the exception of the photos taken outside, all the photos taken in the house had a greenish cast. The photo of the doorway had a strange foggy type smoke that spread from the bar to the doorway along the wall until it formed a full silhouette of a woman, I believe it to be the Lavender Lady.
This past October (2004) my husband and I attended Lemp Mansion’s Halloween party where he took a picture of me standing in the bar’s doorway. As you may recall, I mentioned the woman’s silhouette previously occupied this very same spot. When we got the film back this photo contains a huge orb just off to the right of me.
My sentiment about staying at Lemp when we left was similar to that of the USAF retiree Duane’s sentiment. As we headed out the door and down the stairs toward the sidewalk to our car, I was relieved to be going home and swore I’d never return!
Needless to say, my husband and I frequently eat at the restaurant and have now decided to make it the place we go to celebrate Halloween. But as to whether I’ll spend another night there? Not unless another couple goes with us. Oh, and by the way, we never did find the knife!!!!
Submitted by Xenia Williams, July, 2005.
About the Author: I have all kinds of strange paranormal activity captured on film. Some of the more interesting is from this apartment that we’ve lived in for the past 5 years, the Lemp Mansion, and a storefront in Soulard. I have researched the area that we live in and now I understand why I have the type of phenomena I have had occurring. What I have found in the area is that historically, it has housed a poor house, an insane asylum, an amusement park, and a doctor that ran a medical college that brought “body snatching” not only to his medical students, but to St. Louis and literature. It makes sense now.
Read Submission – 2005
My husband, two teenage daughters, and I spent a night at the Lemp Mansion after having a camping trip rained out. It was so much better than camping!!!!! It was like being on an overnight ride at Disneyland!!!!!! First off, Patty Pointer and the staff were the most fun innkeepers we have ever met. They took great care of us. And…..the other “hosts” were fun too!!!! They didn’t let us down. My oldest daughter had just finished dressing for dinner when she turned to put her things in her suitcase. Suddenly she heard a creaking noise and turned to find that the medicine cabinet had opened on its own. This was in the Charles Lemp Suite. The door of the cabinet had a latch that could not have fallen open.
While we were there, we had an overwhelming feeling of being watched. Though a little disconcerting, the feeling was not a bad one — more almost like protective. The medicine cabinet incident struck us as funny because she was dressing for dinner and when the cabinet opened it was full of soap, as if someone was saying if you need soap there is some in here. We can’t wait to go do this again and we would recommend it to anyone looking for something different to do.
Submitted by: Kat Robinson, July, 2005
About the Author: I am a yoga instructor and a bit of a ghost hunter. I have always been open-minded to the “other side.” We have raised our children to know that ghosts are just part of the living and we should respect their space as if we would if we were visiting anyone alive.