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Ferry Street Ghosts
New Hope, PA
This average looking home was the scene of one of the saddest stories I heard while I was in New Hope.
The neighbors reported hearing raised voices and a fierce argument between the father and the young man. Finally, the father grabbed the man by his shirt front,and seemed to quietly tell him something. The young man backed up, and walked slowly down Ferry Street towards the river. he was never seen or heard from again. The neighbors still wondered what had happened to the girl. One bitterly cold night a few months later, the neighbors were awakened by screaming from the house at 63 Ferry Street. The neighbors listened in dread anticipation. remember, no one at the time knew of her condition. Suddenly the screaming stopped. No more was heard from the house at 63 Ferry Street. The next norning the house was shut tight, the foreman and his daughter gone. One older woman talked to her neighbor about that night. She had sworn that after the screaming ended, she heard the thin wail of a newborn infant. her neighbor said, "Well, maybe they decided to make a new start somewhere, with the girl posing as a widow.. She'd never be able to show her face here." "No", the woman insisited. She swore she had seen the father carrying a small bundle to the outhouse. She thought it was the baby. How much of this is fact and how much is legend? One thing is for sure. During the sixties, the back field, where the outhouses were once located was excavated. The remains of a newborn infant were found in the area behind 63 Ferry Street. In addition, many people, walking Ferry Street on cold winter nights have heard the crying of a young girl, and the crying of an infant. Some people even claimed to have seen the glowing figure of a girl in the area behind 63 Ferry Street. Perhaps someday she will be reunited with the baby she lost so long ago. I have one regret in relation to this story.I walked down Ferry Street towards the river one very cold November night a few years ago. As I passed the end of that row of homes, something made me stop. The hair on the back of my neck stood up and I shivered in air that suddenly became even colder. I was sure that if I had turned around at that moment, I would have seen the girl of Ferry Street, but suddenly I didn't want to. I regret that moment of weakness now. We welcome anyone who has experienced any paranormal events at this location to contact us.
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