The Brown Lady of Raynham Hall: The Twelve Ghosts of Christmas, Post 10

Ghosts don't always take human form; some come back in animal shape.

Ghosts don’t always take human form; some come back in animal shape.

One of the most famous of British ghosts and one with a strong connection to Christmas is the Brown Lady.

The Brown Lady was first seen on Christmas and it is at this time of year she is most frequently reported by witnesses. The story behind her haunting, however, hardly ranks of one of the merrier Christmas tales.

The lady in question was Dorothy Walpole, sister to the Prime Minister of England in the early 1700’s. She was a child of wealth and privilege and had almost anything she wanted—save the choice of a husband. She loved a young gentleman named Lord Walton, but her father instead chose to marry her off to one more suitable to her father’s liking, Lord Charles Townsend, the master of Raynham Hall.

While Townsend lavished presents on her, his hands were cold to the touch, and though it produced children, it was a loveless marriage. It was not surprising, then, when Lord Townsend found that his wife was fooling around with the young dandy, Lord Walton.

Townsend was notorious for his foul temper and rather than face the humiliation of a public divorce, he instead devised a more insidious punishment for his faithless wife. He imprisoned her in her room in Raynham Hall and kept apart from family, children and friends. Officially, she died of smallpox a few years later, but there is some suspicion that her estranged husband speeded up her demise, by putting out her eyes so that she should never set eyes on another man again.

The Brown Lady was first seen by outsiders in 1835, by two houseguests, Colonel Loftus and a man named Hawkins. As they were going to bed at the end of a pleasant evening with the current Lord Townsend, they passed a ghostly lady in the hall, all dressed in brown, her face aglow. What caught their eyes about the Brown Lady, however, was that she had none—just empty black sockets where they should have been.

She continued to be sighted over the years by various folk—including royalty—and finally, in 1936, a curious reporter from Country Life Magazine decided to investigate the story of the Brown Lady for himself.

The reporter, Hubert Provend, had little luck tracking the elusive lady in brown and instead busied himself with taking photos of the interior for his magazine, so commoners could see how the other one percent lived. He had already taken one picture of the grand staircase, when his assistant saw a vapor forming at the top of the stairs, which started moving down the stairs. With his head still stuck under the black camera cloth, his assistant directed him to take another shot, not knowing what he was photographing. When the film was developed, Provend found he had the image of a gossamery female figure descending the stairs.

While the professional debunkers have parroted their usual accusation of fakery, all objective investigators of this photo have declared it authentic. If her phantom form is not quite the elegant figure that adorns the painting of Dorothy Walpole in her upstairs bedroom, there is little doubt at Raynham Hall that the Brown Lady was indeed captured on film on Christmas day. And who is to say that they are not right?

For more true ghost stories, read Strange Tales of the Dark and Bloody Ground, Dixie Spirits and Ghosts and Haunts of Tennessee.

Strange Tales of the Dark and Bloody Ground chronicles true stories of unexplained phenomena in the Mid South.

Strange Tales of the Dark and Bloody Ground chronicles true stories of unexplained phenomena in the Mid South.

A compendium of strange, unexplained and uncanny events and places throughout the South.

A compendium of strange, unexplained and uncanny events and places throughout the South.

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