Signed in as:
filler@godaddy.com
Signed in as:
filler@godaddy.com
It was in the late 1990s that campers began telling new tales of a ghostly female figure wandering the grounds and visiting campsites at Burlingame. The fabricators told remarkably similar accounts of a petite apparition cloaked in white appearing at the edges of their campsites, watching them from a distance.
Others, making their way back to their campsites after a late-night walk, or more frequently emerging from their tents for a twilight bathroom run, have reported seeing a small silhouetted figure standing near their fading campfires. The flickering flames cast eerie reflections across its nearly translucent attire, creating a haunting and mysterious scene.
One witness, slow to focus after dusk, watched in disbelief as a lone figure (initially believed it to be another camper dragging a collapsed tent towards the woods) rounded the far side of Cabin J. The form crossed so near to him that the frame of a female, outfitted in a long white dress and billowing train trailing behind, was recognizable in the dwindling light.
Ghost stories of course, aren’t anything new to Burlingame. Due to the park's long history, it's inevitable that its grounds hold many residual energies. Uniform-clad young men, suspected to be from the 141st Company of the Civilian Conservation Corp, still reportedly haunt their old barrack grounds around Legiontown. Want to see things that have you rubbing your eyes in disbelief? Just keep an eye on the haze that envelops the rec field and the surrounding woods around dawn.
During World War II, the park was used to house German and Italian POWs. It has always been rumored that a few prisoners mysteriously disappeared, leaving behind only cryptic messages carved into the trees. On quiet nights, campers have reported hearing whispers in foreign languages and seeing shadows moving among the trees. Are they revisiting comrads long lost?
Burlingame's rich history also includes Native American heritage. There are tales of ancient spirits that still are protecting the park land. Campers not only describe seeing ghostly figures in traditional native attire, but also often hear rhythmic drumming on nights when the Pink, Flower, Strawberry, Buck, Sturgeon, Corn and Hunter's full moons appear during camping season.
In the 1970s, a camper at Burlingame settled in for a late season extended stay, looking forward to peaceful mornings surrounded by nature. However, his tranquility was shattered each dawn by a mysterious voice loudly hawking copies of the "Burlingame Beacon." Frustrated and sleep-deprived, the camper inquired with others, but no one had seen or heard this so-called newsboy. Years later, a group of local history enthusiasts discovered that the "Burlingame Beacon" was an actual publication distributed within the CCC encampment in the 1930s. The newspaper chronicled the daily lives and achievements of the young men who toiled to develop the park and it was delivered every morning. Is his spirit so bound to the park that he continues his morning rounds even in death?
There are other notable spirits rumored to wander the campground including:
I personally do not know if these reputed entities can be substantiated.... do we really want or need them to be? Ghost stories make for good camping atmosphere, right? But with that being said, lets get back to our “Lady in White”. If there ever was a Burlingame spirit that could hold merit, it just may be her! Fact or fiction, truth or scare... what has been discovered in some recent archive searches just might make you question your belief in ghosts and the theory of afterlife. Could the following be mere coincidences? Maybe. Either way, it is pretty interesting stuff.
So, now let’s connect the dots on Burlingame's "Lady in White"...
The Merci Train, also known as the French Gratitude Train or Train de la Reconnaissance Française, was a remarkable gesture of gratitude from the French people to the United States after World War II.
The boxcars themselves were World War I-era "forty-and-eight" boxcars, which had no seats, windows, toilets, or sleeping accommodations. These boxcars were designed to carry either 40 men or 8 horses. They were the same type of boxcars that many American soldiers had traveled in during the wars. The boxcars were painted with the coats of arms of the 40 provinces of France and many of the boxcars featured banners and signs with messages of gratitude and friendship.
The Rhode Island Merci Train boxcar arrived at Providence Station on February 8,1949 and was displayed in front of the State House. The boxcar gifts were exhibited to the public in the governor’s reception room in the State House beginning on February 23, 1949.
Over 52,000 gifts from all french states were donated by fellow citizens from their meager possessions. Wines, hand crocheted doilies, worn wooden shoes, plates, dolls, paintings, ashtrays made of broken mirrors, sets of black lingerie, a church bell, even a sabre sword that might have belonged to Napoleon. The gifts overfilled the old boxcars.
The Rhode Island train carried one special treasure—a couture wedding gown. The exquisite gown with a tiny 24” waist, was made by a dressmaker in Lyon, a city famous for its silk industry. The princess-style gown with cathedral train, high collar and long sleeves was made of French Jacquard brocaded satin and valued at $500; an enormous price tag in the 1940s, when the annual median income was about $3,300. Whilst on display at Gladdings Department Store, a drawing was held to win the glamourous gown. The committee set two conditions: the dress had to fit, and the bride had to get married that September.
A total of 104 women applied and Lillian Weimar of Westerly won the drawing. Lillian was a 25-year-old clerk at the Seidner’s Mayonnaise factory in Westerly. Her father had secretly entered her name in the drawing. Lillian, only 4’10” tall, had the prescribed 24" waist and a September 19th wedding date. Appropriately enough, she had been born in Paris; her mother was French and her father had served with the U.S. military during World War I. Lillian married Richard A. Caulfield on Monday, September 19,1949 at the Immaculate Conception Church in Westerly, wearing the beautiful wedding dress that had been carried to the USA aboard the Merci boxcar.
While the gifts were on display in the State House, the train toured Rhode Island accompanied by parades and welcoming committees. It was fitted with rubber tires so that it could be towed through the towns. After the buzz died down, a decision was made about what to do with the boxcar. It was turned over to the care of soldiers housed at Burlingame. In the 1930s, the Civilian Conservation Corp camp was converted into a war-time Army camp, housing an American Legion unit. It's for this reason that the large field section of the campground is still known as Legiontown today. The boxcar however, like the beautiful couture wedding dress that had graced its travels, was stored away and was forgotten.
In the 1960s, the Army camp was ultimately disbanded, Earl Crandall (the first caretaker of Burlingame State Park), hired his cousin Irving to demolish the encampment. By 1970, The Merci Train boxcar ended up on Irving’s Ross Hill Road property in Charlestown where he operated a junkyard. Although a useful catch-all unit, the box car sat there neglected and abused for almost thirty years. It was open to the elements, parts were vandalized and homeless people made fires inside to keep warm.
In 1995, an East Greenwich couple, Fred and Betty Tanner, read about the train’s deplorable condition in the Providence Journal. Fred had a passion for trains and at the time, owned the Newport Star Dinner Train. The Tanners found the box car wreck at Crandall’s Junkyard on Ross Hill Road and bought it for $800.
They transported it to their property on Frenchtown Road hoping that someone would undertake its renovation. In 1998, two Rhode Islanders began wondering what happened to the historic boxcar and tracked it down on the Tanners’ property. They described it as “more charcoal than wood”, a result of squatter’s campfires over the course of decades. The Tanners donated the relic to the Rhode Island Historical Society in 1999, fifty years after it had first arrived in RI. After an extensive repair and restoration project, the ancient car, looking much as it did in 1949, was installed in the Lt. Georges Dubois Veteran’s Wing of the Rhode Island Historical Society’s Museum of Work and Culture in Woonsocket.
When campfires flicker and the moonlight casts eerie shadows, whispers of the Burlingame spirits and the elusive "Lady in White" float amongst the campers. Increased sightings on busy holiday weekends are said to be attributed to collective energy and emotional resonance; a phenomenon spirits are drawn to. Who better to roam the campground than those spirits bound to the long history of the property. Do not discount that fleeting glimpse of "something" on the outskirts of your campsite. What is attributed to one's imagination, may be instead a legend in the making. However, until a camper grabs definitive photographic proof of our “Lady in White”, she too is destined to become part of Burlingame folklore.
Whether you believe in spirits or not, the following are facts:
I suspect many readers will ponder the same questions I've asked myself. Why would the “Woman in White” return to the grounds of Burlingame? Does a spirit appear in garments they died/buried in, or do they possess the ability to choose? Why do apparitions only present themselves to select people? Unfortunately, I don’t have those answers for you. I’m just a nature lover who sits by a campfire... in the dark... past the stroke of midnight... often alone, sometimes not... perhaps indulging in a drink, but ALWAYS acutely aware of my surroundings. I’ve been camping at Burlingame a very long time, and I’ve roamed the campground extensively during both daylight and nighttime; including those mystical hours from dusk to dawn.
I was able to locate a photo of the original caretakers cabin. A fire heavily damaged the structure and supposedly claimed the life of a housemaid. Charlestown Fire Department later burned and demolished the remaining structure. I also read that the building was used as a movie house for the 141st Company.
If ever there was a residual spirit that might call Burlingame home, it would be that of Mary Mills Crandall. Mary, a daughter of original caretaker Robert Mills (hence Mills Camp) lived in the house (above) in the park until her marriage to Earl Crandall. When her father died, her husband Earl was hired as the new caretaker and Mary returned to Burlingame. Mary loved helping campers choose the perfect campsite. A well known prankster, I have to wonder if she’s hanging out with our “Lady in White” and pulling tricks on the Burlingame campers.
Why are there so many sightings/tales of Burlingame ghosts? It may surprise even some longtime campers to find out there are multiple historical cemeteries located within the campground property.
The “Crandall Lot, #58” is located in the EM Area across from campsite #145 about 10 feet off the road amidst the pines. 14 reported burials but only a handful of weathered headstones are still visible. One inscribed stone (rumored to now be at the maintenance building) belongs to Enoch Crandall Sr. He was born Nov. 1, 1752 in Westerly and died May 25, 1811 in Westerly. Also known burial location of W.N.C., possibly William Crandall, his brother 1721-1785.
The “Clark Lot, #59” cemetery is located about 150ft from the road behind campsites 449/451. It contains 11 fieldstone markers. No enclosure/gate combined with overgrowth causes this cemetery to be overlooked by most people passing by. Watch this video to learn how to locate the Clark Lot.
Another cemetery is the “Macomber Lot, #57”. It houses 44 burials with 14 inscribed stones. You can access this lot two ways. Due to 2021 storm damage, the trail in from Klondike is difficult to follow, but is doable. This lot is about 1/2 mile northeast from the entrance to Burlingame from Klondike Road. You can park near NEL pole #50 at the yellow gate, but the trail entrance is to the right of the red house (146 Klondike) at pole #44 and is marked by large stones amongst the shrubbery.
Follow grassy path up behind the house and bear right into the woods. Look for stone wall. Cemetery is short distance in on the left. Lots of trees across the paths, so be careful. This route is not for young kids.
The easier way in to Macomber Lot is via Mills Camp section. Locate road between Cabin Y and campsite 543 in rear right of Mills Camps. Continue straight and the road turns into a trail. Its a easy hike in with only a couple barriers across the trail. Cemetery will be on your right less than a 1/2 mile in.
BONUS-Although not located within the campground, there is another historical cemetery, Lot #27, The Simeon Crandall Lot, located on the opposite side of road near parking area on Klondike.
Our 3K+ members will answer questions, give opinions & recommend a great campsite! Our CAMPER CREATED community allows you gain access to decades of combined knowledge and experience. Answer membership questions and agree to rules to have your account screened for entry. #campershelpingcampers
B4B may use website cookies to aid in analytics. This helps B4B track which webpages visitors actually utilize, and which are a waste of space & energy.