Recently my brother and I spent the night in “Theadora’s” room. I forgot the number but it is at the end of hall down from the bar upstairs.
Why I am writing you is because we were up in the room with a tape recorder and were asking some questions. We captured a voice on tape.
I asked if i was saying her name correctly. Theadora. Directly after there was an answer. We didn’t hear it until reviewing the tape later.
The voice on the tape is of a woman saying the name Theadora.
Steve Garrison, a cook for the hotel’s Crystal Dining Room restaurant for the past fourteen years recounts, “I’ve lived here (Eureka Springs) all my life and I have never been one to believe this stuff.” That all changed two different mornings in the restaurant’s kitchen.
Morning 1: Garrison was “slicing and dicing” vegetables when he looked up and saw a little boy with “pop bottle” glasses, dressed in very old-looking clothes such as knickers, who was skipping around the kitchen.
Morning 2: When opening that same kitchen early one morning he flipped on the lights only to see “some or all of the pots and pans come flying off their hooks.” He was quick to add, “I don’t drink on the job. In fact, I don’t drink… period.”
A former gift shop employee vividly remembers a late night “customer” she encountered, “One slow evening, I was leaning gently against the display case, kind of looking downward, but not really at anything when I looked up. There in the store’s doorway into the hotel lobby stood a man, looking out of place in time. He was dressed in a long, black cutaway coat with a tall shirt collar and ascot-like cravat, top hat and his face was adorned with mutton-chop sideburns. His trousers were gray striped but as I continued to gaze down his image ended around the middle of the lower leg. It didn’t go all the way to the floor. His image was there. It was very complete and lifelike, not at all wavy or wispy.
I blinked and said, “Whoa!?!” and in that instance he disappeared. I sped into the lobby toward the Crystal Dining Room then back toward the Governor’s Suite but he was absolutely gone. I never saw him again.”
It is stories like these that adequately intrigued the producers of the Sci-Fi Channel’s “Ghost Hunters” program to spend nearly a week in the hotel this summer to investigate, film, and discover stories of their own. Although those individuals involved in the production of the Crescent Hotel episode have taken a pledge of secrecy until the show airs sometimes this fall, all indications are that the show will reveal even more titillating tales of the plethora of precocious poltergeists that have been checking in but never leaving this Historic Hotel of America since 1886.
The Crescent Hotel in Eureka Springs, AR, boasts more than its fair share of spectral guests who refuse to leave, even long after their tenure on this earth is done. There are four ghosts who have been observed by staff and guests alike and their sightings are well documented over an extended period of time. Read more.
In October of 2008, a group of ladies opted to sleep in “the morgue” of The 1886 Crescent Hotel and Spa, located in Eureka Springs, Arkansas. Read more.
The front desk suggested I write to you about our experiences at the hotel on the night of June 6 and June 8. A friend and I were staying in room 203. During the night, my friend reported that something shook her bed. I was sleeping across the room in another bed, and didn’t experience the bed shaking, but woke up screaming. I couldn’t identify what happened, but knew that I had been startled.
We both went back to sleep, but in the morning remarked to one another that we had heard a glass clinking and then being set down hard on the dresser. We looked at the top of the dresser and noticed that the cork was out of the wine bottle. Then, on the 8th, we both remembered (the next morning) that we had smelled flowers as we were falling asleep.
Sherry and Verlene
The front desk suggested I write to you about our experiences at the hotel on the night of June 6 and June 8. A friend and I were staying in room 203. During the night, my friend reported that something shook her bed. I was sleeping across the room in another bed, and didn’t experience the bed shaking, but woke up screaming. I couldn’t identify what happened, but knew that I had been startled.
We both went back to sleep, but in the morning remarked to one another that we had heard a glass clinking and then being set down hard on the dresser. We looked at the top of the dresser and noticed that the cork was out of the wine bottle. Then, on the 8th, we both remembered (the next morning) that we had smelled flowers as we were falling asleep.
Sherry and Verlene
Hello, My name is Matt and my wife Melinda and I stayed at the Crescent hotel this weekend. (6-26-10) The hotel is very beautiful and well maintained. The staff could not have been more friendly and helpful and the breakfast we recieved on Sunday morning was exquisit. We also took the ghost tour and Glen was an excellent guide.
The fun that we had was disturbed about 1:00am on sunday when I heard the sound of shuffling feet in our room. I sat up in bed and to my horror I saw an old man who also seemed to be balding with a black suit coat and white shirt standing at the foot of our bed. I could only see this man from the waist up, there was nothing below his waist. I shook my wife awake and the ghost had dissapeared.
I asked my wife to lay facing me (since I was scared to death, lol) after about a half of an hour I started to feel something pulling my toes on my right foot, something poking my head and my right side. This went on for about an hour. After I thought I had enough for the night I heard a voice whisper the name “Darcy” into my ear twice.
After I heard the name I woke my wife up and said “We need to leave this room for a while” and we left. We went downstairs to inform the staff as to what happened and they didn’t seem the least bit surprised but had said they had never heard of any “activity” in room 309. I’m glad we stayed at the hotel this weekend and would love to stay again as soon as I build up the courage.
I spent the evening of July 20th at the Crescent with my mother. We took the 8:00 ghost tour which was very informative and I also got a couple of pics with orbs in them. But, I really wanted to let you know about a personal experience I had there.
At around midnight while preparing for bed I was going through my pictures and noticed a light going across the corner of one. It was where the ghost tour guide told us to snap pics down the stairs where there is said to be a spirit of a small boy.
I told my mom I was going to investigate what it could be. So I walked down the hall from my room on the third floor to the stair way and positioned myself in the same spot and took another picture.
I realized the light had been the string from my camara hanging down and the flash illuminating it so that it looked like a streak of light across the photo. But, while standing there still examining the pictures on my camera I heard a whisper directly behind me. It said “Holly” as if someone was trying to quietly get my attention. I turned around and there was nobody there or anywhere near.
I got chills from head to toe and rushed back to my room shaking. I’m very pleased and excited it happened because I almost thought I was going to leave with no real valid experience which is what I came for. I love that hotel. Its beautiful with a crazy history. I will be back as soon as possible hopefully for a longer stay.
Never before had I experienced such waves goosebumps and cold chills! Read more