10/27/2024
Here’s a fun Haunted Beaufort Story 🎃
“In the heart of historic Beaufort, South Carolina, nestled among moss-draped oaks and centuries-old homes, there’s a tale often whispered among locals—a haunting that dates back to the days of pirates and privateers.
On a misty October night in 1742, a pirate ship docked in Beaufort’s harbor. Its captain, Elias “Red Eye” Marlow, was a notorious scoundrel feared across the Carolina coast. Marlow was a legend in his own right, not just for his ruthless pillaging but for the treasure he was rumored to have buried somewhere along the marshy Lowcountry. The locals knew better than to ask questions when his ship sailed into port, for Red Eye was known to make townsfolk disappear for much less.
But that night, Red Eye had more than gold on his mind. Word had it he was in love with a young local woman, the daughter of a prominent family who wanted nothing to do with him. In a fit of fury, Marlow swore he’d see her spirit locked in Beaufort forever if she didn’t yield to him. He went to the home, only to be met with resistance. Her family, loyal to the girl’s wishes, turned Marlow away, and the captain stormed off into the night, swearing revenge.
That very night, a violent storm rolled in. The winds howled, the river’s waters surged, and Marlow’s ship was swept out to sea, vanishing into the roiling waves. Though his body was never recovered, locals say Marlow’s spirit found its way back to Beaufort, searching endlessly for the woman who had scorned him.
Over the years, eerie sightings have been reported. Some say that on misty October nights, a shadowy figure in a pirate’s tricorn hat appears by the river, peering into the windows of historic homes. He is seen near The Anchorage or beneath the giant oaks by the Joseph Johnson House “The Castle”, clutching a tarnished compass and muttering words in an old dialect that no one can understand.
Locals claim that if you’re walking alone on Bay Street after midnight, you might feel a chill in the air, hear the echo of footsteps behind you, or even catch a glimpse of a dark figure just out of the corner of your eye. Some residents of the oldest homes have even found water pooled by their doors in the morning, along with a faint trail of wet footprints leading from their windowsills toward the river.
It’s said that Red Eye Marlow won’t rest until he finds the young woman’s spirit or another willing to take her place. And each October, when the river fog rolls in thick, Beaufort knows that Red Eye is once again searching, forever haunted by the love he could never possess. So, should you find yourself in Beaufort on a foggy October night, keep a wary eye on the river, and if you hear footsteps behind you, don’t look back—you may find that Captain Marlow has finally caught up.” 👻
*Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction. While inspired by the rich history of Beaufort, SC, all characters, events, and supernatural elements are entirely fictional and intended for entertainment purposes only.