Hey, conspirators, it's Julia here. It's the beginning of September, which means one thing.

I have entered a chrysalis made of cobwebs and skeletons in order to manifest into my true spooky form.

Just kidding. I'm on vacation. But to get you into the mood for spooky season, we're dropping an

episode from our friends over at the Bowery Boys podcast.

You might remember the chat that we had back in April with Greg all about the urban legends of New York City.

Well, if you liked that episode, you're going to love this one.

It's their Halloween special from last October and is all about ghost stories from all

across New York City's five boroughs.

Enjoy, and we'll see you next week

with a whole new episode of Spirits.

There sits an old cemetery upon a lonely hill in Staten Island, within the neighborhood

of Concord, a high place called Emerson Hill,

named for William Emerson.

If that name doesn't ring a bell, perhaps you've heard of his brother, Ralph Waldo Emerson,

who lived with William and his family here in 1843.

The Emerson's are long gone, but the cemetery survived.

Back in the year 1921, a trolley line ran by this burial site called Old Clove Cemetery,

a place that was already so very old by this time.

The trolley motorman John Haynes guided his trolley by on its nightly journey

through northeastern Staten Island.

One night while passing through the neighborhood, Haynes thought he saw some kind of

apparition floating out of the cemetery.

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