Comments on: Carnton Mansion

By: Becky

Becky — Sun, 07 Mar 2010 00:05:08 +0000

Hello to everyone. I am researching places for me and my group to investigate, I am a case manager for a local paranormal group. If you have any places or locations that you would like for us to investigate feel free to contact me at jadedbaby1313@hotmail.com. We ask that you or the person sending us will give the ok for us to enter any places for we are very professional do not enter unless given the approval. Thank you and for Anne would we be able to get in contact with you.

By: Eryn

Eryn — Tue, 16 Feb 2010 21:36:30 +0000

I’ve been to Carnton many times and, while I’ve never seen anything there, I’ve heard all the usual stories. Also, a child ghost braided my friend’s hair while she was on the tour. Has anyone else heard about the young girl who has supposedly been seen sitting in the tree in the garden?
It’s worth noting that ghosts of Civil War soldiers are quite thick on the ground in Franklin; understandably so, given the role it played in the war. Most of the town proper and outskirts were, if not part of the battle site, campgrounds or hospitals.

By: Anita

Anita — Thu, 20 Aug 2009 06:14:48 +0000

My husband and I visited the Carnton Plantation yesterday, Aug. 18, 2009. While I had read the Widow of the South, I did not look up the house prior to our visit and the only info we had besides the book that I read when it came out was the brochure.
We arrived and paid for our ticket only 5 minutes before the tour began at 3:30. We walked from the office to the house and sat down in rockers with the other tourgoers. A group came out of the house from a prior tour and our guide arrived and began his speech. He stepped to the end of the porch and spoke of the kitchen and said that you could see where it was. What I took from that was that you could see an intact room and there would be a difference in it’s appearance in comparison to the rest of the house. We then went into the house with a total of 15 visitors.
The guide walked into the office portion and directed us into the dining room. The group walked to the chained area and listened to his speech. My husband and I were standing in front of the buffet. I heard female voices talking, but couldn’t make out what they were saying. I walked around the table and looked out on the porch and saw no one and figured they were out of sight of those 2 windows. The guide then directed our group to the hallway and continued his talk. Myself and an older gentleman were in the rear of the group and couldn’t fit into the hallway so we leaned into the dining room door facing and listened. Behind us, we heard a door shut. I turned to look and he asked, “Did you just hear a door shut?” I said that I had, but didn’t know if it had been the door in the dining room or it’s mate on the same wall in the office. I assumed that it was an employee who looked out and saw the group and shut the door until we moved on and he/she could leave. I turned to see light under the doors and thought it was coming from windows in the rooms and was looking to see if a shadow would appear under the door telling me which door had shut due to someone being there.
We were directed into the formal parlor in the front of the home and the tour carried on. Again, the room was small and crowded and I got as far as the edge of the piano. I heard the floor above us creak and thought that another group were upstairs further along in their tour than us and that the guide was going long in his speech waiting for them to come downstairs and exit so that we could head upstairs. We then walked to the family parlor and no one came downstairs as we could see the foot of the stairs through the door to the hall.
We went upstairs finally and I realized that no one had been up there. I figured the noise had been the house settling. We completed the tour and were directed back out the back door and told to walk around and view the grounds and the front of the house. I walked around the garden side of the home taking pictures. I got my shots of the front of the house and was walking to the slave quarters.
Then I was shocked. When I walked to the side of the house, I saw the two door on the side of the house that led to outside now because the kitchen had been destroyed and all that was left were a pile of crumbling bricks. There was no way someone had shut one of the 2 doors behind us waiting for us to move on as they are several feet off the ground and there was no room for anyone to be standing and waiting in. I walked to the back porch to tell the guide while the other gentleman who had heard it as well was still standing there for verification.
I have no explanation.

By: Keith

Keith — Sun, 15 Mar 2009 03:13:03 +0000

I live in Franklin and have been to the Carnton Plantation several times. I love going there because of the history and beauty of the house. My first experience happened on a 5th grade field trip. I had always heard that the place was haunted but never really thought anything about it. Our group was the only one in the house at the time so nobody could have gone upstairs without us knowing. Our guide was talking to us in the main hall and then a distinct sound of chairs moving and footsteps so she went a little of the way up the steps and said “Let’s go visit the slave quarters now…” I’ve always wondered what that was but who knows?
One of the other experiences I’ve had is really spooky. Me and a few of my buddies decided to take a trip out to the plantation to see if we could “find” anything. I was the only one who brought a camera so of course I had to take a lot of pics. The first picture I took, or was about to, we all noticed what seemed like a glow in the bottom left window in the front part of the house. FREAKED ME OUT!!!! But we kept on looking. I took more pics and “orbs” showed up. I don’t put much thought into orbs though because they could be any number of things. But what I couldn’t write off what appeared to be a few confederate soldiers relaxing under a tree. I didn’t know I could run so fast. I’ve had a few other experiences there and at the Carter House *basement*. If anyone else has experienced what I have, I’d really like to hear about it.

By: kevin

kevin — Fri, 31 Oct 2008 01:18:49 +0000

im on my way out there right now. it will be october 31st, 2008 at midnight. ill let you know what i encounter

By: Jef

Jef — Wed, 15 Oct 2008 18:34:46 +0000

Chances are they are dust. Remember there is a gravel walkway there. I go there quite often and get tons of dust pics. You would have to post them to get other opinions

By: beth

beth — Fri, 10 Oct 2008 02:40:43 +0000

Tonight my mother and I and my two daughters went to the entrance of the graveyard. We walked into the front area and took various pictures. when we got back, we loaded them into the computer and there are orbs in the majority of them. In fact, the sign at the entrance is surrounded by orbs. They are all various sizes. Some are over grave markers and some just out in the open area. What do you think these really are? Dust? My new Cybershot Sony camers?? Strange

By: cya

cya — Sat, 19 Jan 2008 19:13:35 +0000

In the late 70’s I lived in Brentwood Tn. with my parents and brother who is 5 yrs. older than myself. The house we lived in at the time had been a hospital during the civil war. When I was around 8-9 yrs. old I woke up for no reason to find a soldier standing at the foot of my bed. I know know I was not dreaming and I could see this soldier in detail. He had on a uniform that had tassells hanging from his shoulders. He had his right arm bent to his left side with his hand on top of of sword this was bent like a sword was during those times. As I looked up toward his face there was nothing but a haze or smoke and a face could not be made out of it but on top of this haze sat a hat with a long feather on the right side. I could feel that this spirit was watching me and knew that I was looking at him. He floated not walked but slowy drifted out of my room then down the hall and went to my brothers room. I got worried for my brothers safty and went to his room to find nothing was there. At the age of 8-9 yrs. old I had not known the story of our house or the history of that area. My brother also had a visit from something around the same time. My brother was 13-14 yrs. old and we had not been a church going family. One day my brother came out of a locker room after a basketball game to have a lady he had never seen before approach him and asked if he ad been saved, my brother said he did not know if he had or if he ad not. The lady asked if she could pray with him and my brother agreed. My brother tells me that something went through his body that felt like a electric wave had passed through him and he felt completely at ease. He returned home and begain to tell my mom and dad tht he had been saved and how great he felt, my mom and dad could not believe that out of nowhere my brother was feeling so strong about what had happen. My brother was telling everyone his teacher his freinds and other family members about his new look on life and at such a early stage and no church background given to us by our parents it was strange. My brother tells me that is when his fight began with good and evil. He was fighting a battle to be good and do right and evil was always trying to get at him. My brother was in his room one night listening to his stereo with is headphones on laying on his waterbed and he decided he was going to test his faith. So he said out loud to himself in his room if there really is a devil the next song is going to be Rocket Ride by Kiss, now at this time Kiss was the biggest thing going in music but Rocket Ride was a song that never was a radio played song, sure enough the song he was listening to went off and Rocket Ride came on, my brother states that every hair on his body stood up and he was frozen still in his bed only to have something lay down next to him, he said he could see anything but could feel something next to him and as he looked at the bed he could see an imprint in on the covers that something was there. My brother did not know what had happened to me and I did not know what had happened to him till 29 yrs later we were in Brentwood for the holidays and went by the house for old time sake. I asked if he had seen experianced anything in that house and we shared stories. I asked who the lady was that saved him that day he said he had never seen her before that day or since and he belives it was his gaurdian angel. I am not telling this story for a religous reason in any way. I am telling this story because it is the truth.

By: Hootie

Hootie — Thu, 17 Jan 2008 07:53:01 +0000

This one time, at the Carnton Manison, I was so freaked out. Like whoa! My friends and I had a truely out of this world experience. It is an awsomely beauitful place. I would recommend it to anyone.

By: Hootie

Hootie — Thu, 17 Jan 2008 07:49:36 +0000

Yea…. This one time, at the Carnton mansion, I was freaked out….like whoa! Its truley a scarey place.