Belle Mont Mansion

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A former slave plantation, it is believed to be haunted by slaves that lived and died here and also possibly by the ghosts of its former owners.

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    Geographic Information

    Address:
    Cook Lane
    Tuscumbia, AL 35674
    United States

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    GPS:
    34.6619197, -87.6651263
    County:
    Colbert County, Alabama
    Nearest Towns:
    Littleville, AL (5.0 mi.)
    Tuscumbia, AL (5.2 mi.)
    Muscle Shoals, AL (5.7 mi.)
    Sheffield, AL (7.4 mi.)
    Leighton, AL (8.2 mi.)
    Florence, AL (9.6 mi.)
    East Florence, AL (10.2 mi.)
    Russellville, AL (11.2 mi.)
    Town Creek, AL (14.8 mi.)
    St. Florian, AL (14.8 mi.)

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    1. My wife, son (age 5) and I were heading from Muscle Shoals to our home in Littleville after a night of shopping and eating. Being new to the area, none of us knew of the Belmont Mansion or its location. Heading south about to pass by the Belmont sign, and not having said a word in at least 15 Min, my son asks a question pointing precisely in the direction of the house, not visible in the daytime, let alone at pitch black night, “Daddy, who is that man?” to which I reply, “What man? ” He says, “the man that lives in that house.” still pointing. I asked, “Do you see him now?” in a jested way as I awkwardly half-smile to my wife. Her eyes, big as saucers, alarm me. My son says, ” Yes, he’s walking to the house.” Having passed the sign and turn to the house, I realized there is no way he could have known of the house based on his not being able to read and having no pre-exposure to the house’s existence. I got chills then tried to write it off. 10 years later, I relayed the story for the first time to him the day my wife and I decided to visit the place and asked him if he “would like to go see the man he saw that night.” he respectfully declined. My wife and I went to the mansion and learned of its peculiarities from the informative guide person.

    2. When i was 17 years old, Belle Mont Plantation house was in very bad shape and had not had any restoration done to it yet. I contacted the historic society to find out about the planned restoration project that I had heard about, and asked if I could assist as part of my Eagle Scout project in the Boy Scouts. Well, all in all, me and my fellow troop members and family members spent about six weeks there, clearing underbrush, old trash, planting grass, removing small trees, etc. One day toward the end of the project, My friend Ronnie and I went down to remove what was left from an old tree my Dad had cut down the day before and other light work. It was one of those drizzly unpleasant days, so after a while I went into the Cellar area of the plantation. I was amazed at the huge floor joist under the house, then I had that feeling someone had walked up behind me, I thought it was Ronnie, at that time I noticed some graffiti that had been put there, and asked Ronnie what he thought about, but when I turned around, Iwas there by myself. I came out of the cellar and saw Ronnie sitting in my truck, so I asked if he had came into the cellar, he told me “no”. We went back there, and I finished the project, with help from all was involved. Went back into the cellar a coupple more times, but never had that akward feeling again.

    3. I grew up in Florence and my Great Grandmother lived near the mansion on Colbert Heights mountain. I don’t know any “ghost stories” but my mother tells a few funny stories. She’s told me that prior to the restorations the mansion was a prime site for local teens to be dumb kids – trespass, vandalize, etc. This would have been in the late 60’s, early 70’s I would guess. Her aunt, who was only a few years older than her, got busted sneaking in/vandalizing the mansion. She was caught due to a news story that came out in the local paper about the travesties of vandalism happening to the historic landmark by local youth. The article included a large photo of an interior shot of the mansion – with my great aunt’s name – first and last – blazoned across the room in graffiti! You can imagine me trying to picture my great aunt doing this, haha!

      My mother also said that there was a man, a caretaker of some sort, that lived in a house at the foot of the hill at some point during this time. She said he would come out shooting if he caught trespassers. I remember her sounding really flippant about it and me wondering how “being shot at” was not a big deal!

      I haven’t asked in years – the last I remember I think I may have heard it was being restored but privately owned and with no plans to open to the public. This was just word of mouth and may not have been accurate, but I’m glad to hear it can be toured.

    4. Me and a group of Freinds went out there one night and we first get there we get out the car and walking up the hill to the house and I get a snapchat (popular app used by teens) from someone I don’t even got added and he said I’m behind you then he sent another one and said I know where you are and I sent a snap and said where am I the. Then he didn’t snap back and unadded me and my Freinds girlfriend said a woman followed us back to the car and as soon as we pulled out a car came out of no where like we seen no headlights the whole time and we get home And another Freind of mine gets a text and said we know you was here no trespassing and Said I had a picture taker (don’t really know what that means) and he had a drink and a bag of chips and he threw it down and they said we found your snack

    5. I was born and raised in Tuscumbia. The tell when I was growing up was that the book 13 Alabama Ghosts held a tell from that house. Not sure if it did or not but sure does fit. Would like to know if anyone does know anything about it and any info in accordance with that reference.

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