That is NOT spray paint. What you see are actually burn marks. I was on my way down there one night close to Halloween (of course) and a car was flying off the little dirt road. I figured they got spooked, when me and my friend got down there the tree was on fire around and inside the cross carved on it. I'm not sure if the people we saw leaving did it or not. However my friend and I put the fire out with two 20oz bottles of Mountain Dew. I also have pictures from that night, the fire and after the fire. I can also tell you that the spirits were not very happy that night. I have several pictures from down there that have got spirits and other little oddities in them.

I think I told you that the Mary Jane Cemetery was a mess. I thought I would tell you that while I was not looking, this summer, the cemetery was fixed up and there is access to it again. It now has a few stones and one huge one with bunches of names on it, which (I think) replaces a lot of broken stones.

Hi, I just read your page on Mary Janes Grave. I might say it is typical of the stories told about this place. However, the reason the graveyard is in such disarray is because of the inaccuracies told about this place and the lack of research prior to listing stories about it. If you research thru the books Haunted Ohio, you will find the story of Mary Jane. SHE WAS NOT A WITCH AND SHE DIDN'T DIE AT THE STAKE. She was a servant of the man who owned all the property in this area. When he felt she had served him long enough, he gave her a piece of land down near the cemetery where she lived out the rest of her life. She was a herbalist not a WITCH. When she died, she asked to be buried on the slope of Hidden Hollow where the sun would shine on her grave. Furthermore, A witch would not be buried on Holy Ground. She wouldn't have been buried or given a tomb stone.

Please help to preserve this site by giving accurate information so kids will stop destroying the graves of the dead. Thank You.

I remember a story about Mary Jane's gravestone. Supposedly there was a hole in it, and if you looked inside you could see Mary Jane's eye. My friend's father told me it was just collected rain water reflecting your own eye.

Just yesterday a friend and I drove down to Mary Jane's grave...the reason we went there was because we both heard a story about it. Supposedly one night 4 guys were going down there and three of them were drinking (except the Designated Driver). Anyway, they had gone down there because they wanted to see her grave. The three guys that were drinking peed on the big pine tree behing her grave. On their way home the three guys that peed on her tree died in a car accident, but the one guy who didnt pee on her tree lived....

The story about the guys that peed on the grave...one of the guys that lived was my uncle! Yeah, and there were two guys in the 1st car which hit a tree and the two guys in the car died. The two guys, one was my uncle, were behind them and lived. My dad was just telling me and my friend about that story which is really weird! The bodies of the two guys who died were scattered all over the road, they had to use garbage bags to collect all the pieces! My uncle swears it was because they peed on the grave! I live like 4 miles from Mary Jane's graveyard and I guess now they have cops down there so you can't get back there and there are no trespassing signs everywhere

I was just reading one of your stories about how they have cops and no trespassing signs everywhere, that's so not true. Me and my friends go down to Maryjane's grave all the time, seeing that we live about 15 minutes away. As a matter of fact we were just there a few nights ago, (January 29, 2005). You can still get back to the graves. I've heard that if you go to the middle where Maryjane's pine tree is and stab it with a knife dead in the center then it will leak out a liquid which is said to be blood. Think about it: its a pine tree and something leaks out. You tell me what it is.

The story posted by Larry, about Mary being a servant and owning that land and not being a witch and stuff..true! BUT if you look VERY close at the front of the tree the "burn marks" you see are an angel!! And the other side of the tree the burn marks make out to a noose, which Mary Jane was hung by! It all makes perfect sense! I've been down there quite a few times and its sooo scary! A friend of mine swore on their life and everything that as they were driving down the gravel road they saw an older white woman dressed in a white dress for like two seconds and then she disappeared!!

I went to Mary Jane's grave today out of curiosity and there are no "No Trespassing" signs up and no gates up. You can walk freely back to her grave. I saw the tree she was supposedly burnt at and I did not see her name or initials in the tree anywhere. I got an overwhelming feeling of sadness while I was there. I wasn't afraid at all, I was just sad.

I saw all the other graves but I was too scared to walk around and look because of the sad feelings I got. So I just left. I am unsure exactly where she is buried or where her old house was, I would however love to know because it intrigues me. I find her very interesting. I would not, however, go out there at night...I'm too chicken!

I just thought that you might like to know that back beyond the cemetery, in the woods behind, is a Mohawk Indian burial ground. It's been mapped and recorded in county documents. My boyfriend and I placed a sattelite photo over an old plat map and it matches perfectly. So maybe all the "Creepy" feelings that people get when they screw around there have nothing to do with the old herbalist woman, but the Indians who are constantly getting stomped upon by over-zealous spook hunters.

My stepdad says he saw the old woman at Mary Jane's Grave too, but he went there on Halloween night when he was in high school around 1992. He had just got a new camaro, and when he turned down the old dirt road, about halfway up there he saw what he thought was a ghost. Suddenly his car died, then he saw the ghost walk down in the woods. Then she disappeared. After that, his car came on! He said it was the weirdest thing that he's ever seen. My Uncle, Mark Eden, went up there too, but he said I need to go up there and find out for myself!

The cemetery is actually on state property, and it is patrolled by the park service. I was pulled over and told that it was closed after dark and that I was trespassing. However, I have been down there several times and have always had trouble. Once we heard a scream and once we had severe car problems. A friend received a flat tire. Also cell phones and car radios seem to quit working.

On a side note, it is a very dangerous place even without the "haunts." A couple years back two females were attacked by a car load of 7 men, who chased them into the woods then lit their car on fire.

My sister, me, and my boyfriend were going up to Mary Jane's Grave today. This road we were on to get to Mary Jane's grave had a sign that said "Bad - Turn Back", and then we finally got to Pleasant Valley Road. When we got on the road, me and my sister and boyfriend all saw a white wolf. Then we about hit a black crow. When we got on Tucker Road we saw a thing in the road, and it was a bird! We all saw it, and of course my sister moved the car really quick! But when we looked back, it was just branches with leaves and shit. We kept going of course, and then there was a puddle of water that I swear looked like a body laying there.

Well, we keep driving, and then the hills...OMG!! Every hill we went up they just kept getting bigger and bigger. My sister started to freak out, so she turned around and man oh man...I think that was a wrong idea! We turned around, and then we went the other way on Tucker Road. There was this old fucking barn that looked like something was messed up with it. Well, we finally got to Hanley Road and I honestly don't think it was Hanley Road. Then we came to another road, and it turned into Possum Run Road. It takes you back to Tucker Road. We didn't turn onto Tucker Road, but the weird part is we ended up where Mary Jane's grave is! It was so weird...we were going around and around and around in circles! And the last time, this black dog appeared out in front of the middle of the road. It didn't run to the middle of the road, it just appeared there and then ran to the side we weren't on. It just stood there and looked at us, and then when we drove off it disappeared. It was so weird that the hills kept getting bigger and bigger too. And when we first got to where the grave is, we saw a man looking at us like something was wrong. That's why we turned around.

The truth about Mary Jane's Grave - indeed she was a witch, and I am sure that anyone in Mansfield cound tell you that! But I can tell you about a little story that happened to me about a year ago in August of 2004.

It was a hot summer day, and of course me and some friends wanted to go down to the grave to maybe just goof around or to just get out of the house. Anyway, we go down to the grave and we all prayed around the tree where people say she is buried. One of my friends happens to be into witchcraft, and asked us if we thought it would be ok to have a seance, where you bring people back from the dead. We looked at each other in a weird manner at the time, but we all said sure why not? So we all go back to my house, but before we left the cemetery we took a piece of bark off the tree. We came home and we all got in a circle, and my friend said all the things needed to be said. She asked Mary Jane, that if she was in our presence, to please knock on something one time. There was a knock on my television which was only 2 inches from my head! Then she asked for Mary to do it again, and the knock was heard again. Then she asked Mary Jane to do something really drastic if we had pissed her off by waking her up...then all the power went out in Mansfield that night!!!

Of course, all of us were scared off our asses and we didn't know what to do. So the only thing we could think of was to go down to the cemetery and put the bark on the ground, then pray over her grave. On the way down there my friend who has had his license for 5 years without being pulled over got pulled over for a back tailight being out. Everything was fine before we left the house to go back down there. So we asked the officer why the power was out. He looked at us and said lightning had hit a transformer, but then he looked at us strangely and said, "you know with all the storms we've had, never has this happened. But then we get heat lightning and it blows out the whole city." So we all just looked at each other, we didn't know what to think. We got down to the cemetery and we put the bark on the ground. My friend did a little spell, and needless to say all the power came back on in Mansfield!!!!!!

Me (Kayla Sinclair) and about 7 friends went down to Mary Jane’s grave on October 16, 2005. Well, we went down around midnight and went to the big pine tree were she was burned. It looked like it was bleeding. A friend and I walked down by the fencing and there was this path. We told our group of friends that we wanted to go down that path. Well, we did and all this stuff started happening - like screaming and things were being thrown at us. We were getting hit with things that she was throwing at us! We all freaked out and ran back to the cars, and that is what happened to us!!!!!

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I have been to Mary Jane's grave many times, but recently I went with some friends of mine (about 9 of us to be exact). Well, we got down to the bottom of all the hills where it dead ends and we got turned around (we had 2 cars) and we all got out at first. Then more people we didn't know came, so I would say there were about 15 of us (which is a rough estimate). We were walking around and one of my friends had just put new batteries in her digital camera on the way there....It wouldn't take a picture.....But when we got back out on the "main road" it was fully charged.

But after that, 4 of my friends went back to the cars. My friends Kayla and Kaitlyn noticed the moonlight was kinda in a strange "line" that ran from the large pine tree into the woods on the right side of the cemetery. Well, we all decided to hold down the fence and go across because there was a path I hadn't known about before. So we all got across and we had walked about 25 feet when we heard this shrill scream that I had heard one time before. My other friends and I had brushed it off as an owl. So we started walking again, and we got about 150 more feet when we heard a noise by a large tree. That's when the crazy shit started happening....small logs and rocks started flying at us, so we ran back up the path and got back in the cemetery and got in the cars.

Mary Jane's grave is real. The first time I went there was 1973...I was young then, only 8 years old, but went with sisters and friends. Four people pee'd on her gravestone...all four are dead today! My mom also told me stories about that place - cars won't start, etc. All I remember are lots of people wearing the same thing...walking in rows coming from Hidden Hollow. They were heading for the graveyard, so we split. That was 1973...I think they were satan worshipers. I could be wrong, but I doubt it.

Me, my boyfriend, and his friend went to Mary Jane's grave, and everything everyone says is a lie! Nothing bad or weird happened up there...I got the most peaceful feeling I've ever had while I was up there. It is bullshit about all the gravestones being broke, and all the beer cans...if I was buried there, I would haunt poeple too! Nothing fucked up happened, and everyone needs to stop telling lies about that cemetery. Yes, it is freaky - but that's because it's abandoned. My boyfriend would have known if there was a bad spirit around because the hair on his arms stand up...and they didn't stand up there. So whatever kind of drugs these people are on, they need to shut their mouths!

I was working in the Emergency Room at the Mansfield hospital, and a couple of teenaged boys came in. One of them had been badly beaten while at the cemetery. I believe this happened at night, because I think I was working 2nd or 3rd shift that night, and I'm sure it was on a weekend.

I was one of three investigators who investigated the two young girls that got attacked at the graveyard (that story is true by the way - two young ladies that got attacked by five, not 7, young boys). After the incident, the other investigators and I made our way to the gravesite about an hour after we helped check the young ladies into the hospital. Fist things first - about halfway down the drive I looked out the passenger window from the backseat and saw an older lady clear as day. In hopes of getting more information about the case, I told him to stop so I could question her. I got out of the car, assuming she was a local to that specific area, and walked over to her. For some reason she was crying, and I asked her why. She said "I forbid violence when it pertains to me!" I turned around to motion to the other investigators, and when I turned back around she wasn't there. Now I don't believe in ghosts or what have you, but that morning at 3:00 AM I started to believe. There was nowhere for her to go, she was just gone. In fact, all criminal investigative reports are open to public view after the case is sentenced, so see for yourself. Anyways, we made our way down to the cemetery got out and shut the car off, but with the key turned to off, the car kept going. Weird, huh? We went to the center tree where the burn marks are...and yes, they are burn marks. Forensics were done and it was carbonized wood from being lit on fire, this area had been known before for it's wannabe occult lover sideshow meeting areas. We walked over to the tree, and one of our team members decides to pass out. So we ended up leaving to go back to the hospital to make sure he was alright. Ayways, long story short... I don't know if there are ghosts, but this place definetly has something more than human powering it. For years we've gotten calls on vandalism, occult meetings, etc.

It is trespassing when you go beyond the gravel road. Keep that in mind. It is not state property, and the owner of the property has won every case he's pressed for trespassing. So be smart and just be captivated by the story - don't see for yourself. I'd hate to have to go arrest someone just because they think there are ghosts that reside there. Maybe there is a ghost, maybe there isn't. Just take a law enforcement officer's word for it - IT IS DEFINITELY CREEPY

Last night four of my friends and I went down to Mary Jane's Grave. Of course, I was scared shitless beacause I hate things like that. We walked to the tree and I just got this weird feeling. We decided to walk through the woods, and we made it like 1/4 of the way in and noticed that there was a light behind us. We stood there staring because we were shocked. Well, the longer we looked the closer the light got to us. Everyone got really quiet, and all a sudden we hear this noise that sounded like a door opening! My friends swear it was a tree, but it was enough to freak me out. We started walking towards our cars, and the light disappeared. I don't care what anyone says about this place...it is really creepy! Also, nothing happened to my car last night, but today when I got off of work I started driving and it stalled. I just thought it was creepy!

Here's a true story for you. This happened about 6 years ago. Me, my friend Charlie, his girlfriend, her sister, and her friend decided to drive down to Mary Jane's grave. It was around dusk time, and there used to be an old house nearby that people used to write graffiti on. Anyways, when we went past it nothing seemed strange about it. So we get to Mary Jane's grave and get out of the car and walk over to the tree. Sitting on the ground beside the tree was an old teddy bear with black candles on either side of the bear. So my friend Charlie gets this idea to light the candles. As soon as he lit them, we heard what sounded like a woman screaming...it seemed like it was coming from above the trees. So we all got scared and ran to the car, jumped in, and started it. Well, it stalled on us, which was weird because it was a new car. We finally got it started and drove off. We went past that old house that was covered in graffiti, and sure enough on the tree next to the house it said 'Hi Steph'...which was Charlie's girlfriend's name. I am 100% positive it wasn't there before. CREEPY, HUH?!

I have just read some of the stories from your site about Mary Jane Hendrickson. I would like to say simply that I doubt most of those people that have emailed you have really been to see the gravesite and really know what they are talking about. They are probably making up stories. I have been to the gravesite myself and have taken pictures that look similiar to your photos. I have been there because I go to camp Hidden Hollow every summer. This past June was the third time I've been to the camp, but only the second time I've been to see the graveyard...the people who said they've been to the graveyard speak of it as if it's easy to find, and that everyone knows about it. However, the truth is that the graveyard is NOT easy to find. It is in a huge woods, and if you are stupid enough to try to make your way through the woods, you may never get out...it is HUGE! The graveyard is really small and the only ones to know of it, I imagine, would be the staff of HHC. Another thing - one of the responses says if you look into the hole of Mary Jane's grave you can see her eye...that is absolutely ridiculous! Anyone with a brain knows that if a woman dies in the 1800's then the eye is going to rot. Thus, you can't see the eye...duh. Also, Mary Jane didn't have her own tombstone...her name was on one big marble slab amongst a number of other names. So there was ALSO no hole on that one.

I do, however, believe that satanic rituals, seances, or whatever you'd like to call them, have occurred there... mostly because the staff of HHC have found remains. They warned us to not pick up anything unusual on the ground - we found confetti all around the base of the tree.

Ok, most of the stories people tell about Mary Jane's Grave are probably just lies. I have been down there several times and nothing has ever happened. Someone posted that cell phones stop working...complete bullshit because I was talking on the phone down there standing in the cemetery. Also, someone said there are no houses even close to it - wrong again. One night two of my friends and I walked through the woods and actually walked into someone's backyard, and it wasn't Mary Jane's little house because they had a security light and a big dog which was chained up (thank the Lord).

I just wanted to add a small bit of information on the Bloody Mary legend. Of course I have heard of the slumber party mirror trick, so when I was in High School, naturally, I did a report on the myth. The original Bloody Mary is Scotland's royal Mary Stuart, also known as Mary Queen of Scots. It has been awhile since I wrote the report, but she had killed her husband and was separated from her child. She was very mentally unstable and was sentenced to the guillotine. Hence the legend, she comes back covered in blood when you call her name because she is searching for her child.

We went to Mary Jane's Grave about two weeks ago, which would put it roughly in the beginning of September. Anywho, we spent a weekend prior to that trying to find the cemetery itself and it is NOT in Hidden Hollow. It is off of Tucker, and I can say the fastest way coming out of Columbus is 71 N, exit at 169 I believe, and take a right on Hayden Road, then turn right onto Pleasant Valley, which takes you to Tucker Road. Turn left, and where it dead ends is the cemetery. Aside from that, I wanted to let everyone know about our experience there.

It was myself (the only girl), Sammy, Adam, and Robert. We came across Tucker Road by accident, and I told Sammy to go left because I was informed that is was South on Tucker Road and I am pretty good with directions. At this time it was rolling at about midnight. The path went from paved to gravel to dirt quite quickly. We all started getting excited, believing that we'd actually found the graveyard this time. Sammy, who is the driver, lets out an excited whoohoo because we finally entered the site. As the car pulled past the gates, it was hit on the roof on the driver's side with a huge rock or something. When it hit, it sounded like a boulder hit it. I screamed and Robert and I both hit the deck because it was creepy, and well, we were scared. We turned the car around in what little room there was to turn around in, and decided after reading all the stories to leave the car running. That way it wouldn't stall. Nobody wanted to get out because of the creepy rock throwing in the beginning. I started getting impatient and said we had to get out because we drove all the way here and had looked for it last weekend and couldn't find it, so it was a waste to not get out. However, I stated as well that I didn't want to get out alone. The guys joked and said that if any ghosts popped out they would offer me as a sacrifice since I was the only girl. I found that to not be funny.

So we finally get out of the car and decide to have a look around. As we walk toward the bleeding tree (which it really looks like its bleeding), Robert saw a lady in white off to the right looking at us in the woods. So I turned to look at it and there she was. I quickly turned back around, figuring it was a trick of my imagination. We saw one of the pictures looking up in the tree here, so we decided to try and take pictures like that too. As I snap the shot I freeze and look at Sammy, "Did you see that or was that me?" Sure enough, he saw the lady's face looking at us from up in the tree. I said let's go back to the car, but Sammy was really into it so he kept snapping pictures and joking around saying "pose for me","thats it, work it,&uqot; etc. I told Sammy he was gonna piss her off, but he didn't listen and kept at it. Robert, Adam, and I decided to look around, and went to the left. As we were walking Adam got pushed by something and almost fell. Robert and I were in front and sammy was still taking pictures, he did NOT trip...Robert and Adam said they had enough so they went back to the car. Sammy couldn't find his lighter, so I headed to the car to get one, promising him we would go to the right to go down the path that Mary Jane supposedly throws stuff at people on. Sammy had his lighter earlier because he lit my last cigarette, but he couldn't find it and everyone checked their pockets and no one had it. So as I headed to the car to get one, Sammy following behind, he suddenly paused as did I because he yelled at us to shush. All of a sudden we could hear this woman screaming. I panicked so bad...I raced back to the car and jumped in, Sammy not too far behind. We decided to stay a little longer because we didn't believe we had seen enough to say yeah we saw her. As we sat in the car Sammy asked everyone to check their pockets again for his lighter. Robert said "Dude, I already told you I don't have it, I had my own." Well, he reached into his pocket anyways to check again and there was Sam's lighter. I was standing between Robert and Sam the whole time...Robert never had Sam's lighter, Sam lit my cigarette then put it back in his shirt pocket. I don't know how it came to be in Robert's pocket, nor do I care to find out.

We left shortly after that and Sam's car has not stalled yet. Basically, we plan to go back and see if we find anything more plauseable, but that adventure was scary enough in itself. It was a nice cemetery, except whoever was there before took beer out there there were beer bottles and trash scattered through out and it was sad that people could be so cruel. Another thing is one grave stone (crumbled) had the personal alive in 1767. Man that guy was old...

Many years ago, when I was in my teens, a group of us (including 2 adults), went to Mt. Olive. The car I was riding in stalled as we got near the end of the dirt road. The radio had been on so it died too. The energy there was almost fog-like, and it was bitter cold.

We got back in our cars to leave, and as soon as I got in, the car died. I got out, the car started. I got in, it died. I walked most of the way out of that area before I could get back in the car without it stalling.

The person who said that the stories about Mt. Olive are all lies doesn't know what she's talking about. I am a mom and grandmom, and I'm also Pagan. I have interest in Mt. Olive for my own reasons but I also have respect for Mary Jane and all who rest there.

Consider too, in the Burning Times, many were accused of Witchcraft because they grew and used herbs for medicinal purposes. Much of what was believed to be fact back then carried through many generations. Even today, Witchcraft is considered satanic worship.

On January 21st 2007, four of my friends, my friend's stepdad and mom, went to Mary Jane's Grave. We took two cars. Halfway down the road where the gravel turns to dirt, my friend's stepdad stopped the car he was driving and made me stop because I was driving my car. My friend's mom was having a terrible asthma attack. They turned around, and my four friends decided we'd still go up there. We went up there, got out of the car, and the tree does actually look like it is bleeding. My friend said he thought he heard footsteps out in the distance, but no one else heard them so we thought he was just being stupid trying to scare us. Anyways, we all got back in the car. Nothing scary happened at all. I would like to go again just to see if I have the same luck. My car didn't stall, everything still had power, and we didn't see anything like a ghost. I will say you do get a pretty creepy feeling like someone is watching you though. Someone watching you, or is it just your heart racing because you know all the stories behind Mary Jane's grave? I think that's what makes it so scary. Your choice what you want to believe, but as for me I say nothing happened to make me not want to go back. Will probably be back sometime shortly!

Today, on Saturday, March 24, 2007 my little brother and I were on our way to go to the cemetery to get a few shots of the site for my class project. On out way there, after the last big hill, we both saw this red pick up truck. So I pull out my digital camera and started to film my brother driving up to this guy...we were both too afraid to go out of the car because as you know how far back it is in the woods...away from yelling distance. Well anyways, he starts backing up so we can pull forward and turn around. I have the camera on at this point with a full battery, and I walk up to this guy and am filming. I ask him if he minded if I questioned him on film. He said he did, so I turned it off. Well, we go about filming the rest of the little cemetery, which is so unkept and a sad place to look at. While filming, I noticed the battery bar had gone almost dead along with my cell phone. So we turn back and started driving home. I turned the camera on and started watching the footage. When it came to the guy in the truck, the truck was there but the guy wasn't in the video at all. His voice was, but it was all disoriented and unusual. I also happened to notice the battery was full again in both my cell and camera. Ever since then I went to work and had this weird cold chill on the back of my neck.

My friends and I went out there tonight, Friday the 13th, and OMG...NOTHING HAPPENED! Contrary to the other tards that write to you and you post on your site, absolutely nothing out of the ordinary happens; even on Friday the 13th and after dark! It was me, Amanda, and my friends Keely, Nikki, Courtney and her sister, Ryen, Dani, Davis, and Jeremy. We went out there around 10:30 tonight. And aside from what everyone else on here says, there are NO ghosts, screaming, things getting thrown at you, 'bleeding' tree, car stalling, bad cell reception, trespassing signs, cops, horrible road conditions, or woman dressed in white. I think that everyone on here is soft in the head because nothing they said is true. I even came home and repeated "Bloody Mary" in the dark bathroom mirror 3 times. Ha wow, people are stupid and like to tell lies. Furthermore, I think that this Mary Jane Hendrickson was just an ordinary person who just happened to get a legend started about her. People should stop disrupting the souls that lie in that cemetery because this myth is absolutely busted!

Now, I'm not too sure what to really believe when it comes to Mary Jane's grave. I only have the experiences that I've come across with its history. The first time I went there, I was attending Hidden Hallow Camp. It seemed fine, and all the markings that were said to be there were pointed out by the camp counselor. One of the boys with us decided to spit on the tree. About 30 minutes after we got back to the camp, he broke his arm and had to go home.

That was when I was younger. The next time I visited the site it was very late, with a few friends of mine. As we drove down the road, everyone swears they saw some figure in the woods. Of course, I'm still trying to convince myself that it was some random person. It was pretty dark that night. I parked my car (an SUV) in a way that the headlights would shine into the cemetery. We all got out, and we walked to the tree. We all had this terrible feeling that we were being watched...and it was very cold in the cemetery, although the temperature was closer to 80 degrees.

We could hear sounds...almost like drums, but I'm almost positive it was just an overactive imagination. We get to the tree, and we look at it. We walk around it...suddenly my car lights go out. My doors were locked, so no random person in the woods would've been able to get into the car. We start walking towards the car, and the lights come back on. We decided to leave at this point. We get into the car and start to drive away. Suddenly there's a deer in my path and I have to stop real fast. I closed my eyes for a brief moment, expecting to hit it...but I didn't. The deer was nowhere to be seen, and I was apparently the only one who saw it. Now the deer could've just sprinted off, and if it was really there, I'm sure that's what happened...except that I should have hit it.

Again, I don't know what to believe...maybe it's an overactive imagination in a place where things are really, really creepy...

Like most of the other people that have written to you, I'm from Richland County as well. I went down to Mary Jane's Grave back in 2003, and I can report that nothing "spooky" happened. Now, let me establish something - I am a Witch, or Wiccan if you prefer, and I have been for over a decade. If there was something malevolent there, I could sense it. There were energies, just like in all cemeteries, but the most evil thing I encountered was the alignment being destroyed on my car because of that crummy road. Nonetheless, I'm more afraid of the living than the spirits of the dead, anyway.

And about Mary Jane being an Herbalist and not a Witch - back in those days, those words were interchangable. A big part of Witchcraft involves herbalism, as any Witch can tell you. The whole idea that a person could heal ailments with herbal concoctions and energy manipulation automatically made people assume they had some evil, supernatural power back in her day, so when she may have been viewed as a healer by those close to her, there is the possibility that others viewed her as an evil being.

If your visitors are looking for angry spirits, send 'em to the Reformatory here in Mansfield. Heck, even 545 going past it is chock full of nasty energies from escaped convicts, the family a couple of serial killers murdered, and random victims.

I went out to Mary Jane's Grave for the first time this year yesterday, April 27, 2007. I am personally skepitical when it comes to the idea of ghosts. We reached the drive to the cemetery at about 2:15 in the afternoon. From what I read, I had expected the road to be a lot worse than it was. We reached the grave simply (no rock, no women, nothing). Both of the gates were open, and there was spray paint covering most of the trees and the gates. Rocks weren't thrown at us, and I didn't see or hear anything in the woods. Once we got to the grave site, I had a real eerie vibe. The cemetery has thus been destroyed...The pictures on your website show quite a few gravestones standing that are now either pushed over or broken. Most of the gravestones are now broken and placed around the "bleeding tree." It looked like someone had taken spray paint and painted the tree. I didn't see any blood...it looks just like a pine tree. We walked around a little more, but nothing happened. We also turned our vehicle off to see if it would stall once. We tried to start it again, it started normally. There aren't any cameras hidden in the trees, and cops don't really patroll that area. From what I've gathered, it's just a cemetery that got beat to hell. You could tell that the people who go up there just leave all their trash. The fence isn't there anymore, and where Mary Jane's name is carved it looks like someone tried to paint over it...

Besides the eerie feeling I got when I first got there, nothing out of the ordinary happened...We did, however, see a blue shirt that was on the ground that looked like it moved. It might have been an overactive imagination...it was on the opposite side of the woods, but we didn't really look into it. I figured it was just an animal.

Last night me and two of my friends went to Mary Jane's Grave. All those stories people tell about stuff happening are not true at all. They probably haven't even been to the place. Your car doesn't stall or die, nothing happens to your phone, nothing gets thrown at you. I have a bunch of pictures from the grave on my phone...some of them you can barely see because it was so dark. Nothing at all happened. We walked around the cemetery for at least five minutes, and the tree does not look like it is bleeding. Everybody is either being complete pussies, or else they are trying to scare everyone else. Nothing bad happens there.

Last weekend some kids from my school (not me) went to the gravesite, a couple pee'd and spit on the tree. Now, I'm not sure if it's just a coincidence or not, but two days later one fell out of a 20 foot tree stand and broke four ribs, fractured his skull, broke his back, and was bleeding from his brain. He is still in the hospital. Just two days ago the other one woke up (not sure how true this is) to a bang on his T.V. set, then he saw some kind of ghost in the corner of his room. He also had a friend there who says the same thing. This is all I know about what happened to them, but I found it interesting. Also, a couple years ago, maybe two, my brother and his friends went down there and found nothing. However, on the way home a deer was running along side the car starring at them. He hit the brakes just as it tried to lunge at the car. I plan on going sometime and documenting it, but not sure when. I think it will be interesting whether anything happens or not.

I remember Mary Jane's Grave, before the desecrations back in 1994 to be exact. Of course, I visited frequently as a youth with my friends, but we never desecrated any graves, I do not believe in that, but I do believe in trespassing, hahaha. When I would get into a fight with my girlfriend or parents I would go there because of the seclusion, often spending the night. I still frequent the location, although I was not aware of the motion detectors? Here is a story that I personally experienced throughout the years there. I'll give you one good one, but I've got over twenty stories for sure.

It was 2:00 PM in the afternoon, and a friend of mine and I wanted to unwind, so to speak, with a drink in the forest. No place better than Tucker Road. We backed the car around so it was pointing towards the entrance, and opened the bed of my El Camino to sit on and shoot the breeze. After a few cold ones, we decided to go into the actual site and walk around. During those days there was no master stone, and all the orginal stones stood erect. We started from the right and walked the entire circumference of the grounds. On our way out, we noticed three flowers on last flat stone. They were fresh as the morning dew. I honestly can't remeber the name on it or the flower, but it was like a mum and it was in August. There was, in order from left to right, a big one, a medium size one, and a smaller one. My friend picked up the one in the middle, the medium one, and I immediately told him to put it down. He laid it back on the stone.

At that point we ran to the store for more spirits (hehe) and decided to return around 4:30 PM. When we arrived, we backed the car around again and open the tail gate. By this time we were having a good ol' time shoptalking about work, etc. We re-entered the grounds, and randomly began to walk through, smoking cigiretes and enjoying the drinks and company. During this time through, I noticed that the songs from birds and the wind didn't exist, and when mentioning this to my friend, a giant flock of random birds left the trees heading north. As we looked at each other dumbfounded, we could hear in the background the slight rumble of thunder, as though a storm was moving in. At that point we decided to leave, and on our way out I glanced at the flat stone from earlier with the three flowers on it. To our surprise, the flower that my friend had picked up, was as dead as dust, while the others were still fresh. We shrugged it off and went on our way. We've seen a lot there, so that was of course no surprise. When you have the balls to spend the night there yourself, you'd be surprised how much you can take.

I've been there more times than the old man who lives closest to the cemetary, at all times of the day and night, and to the non-believers: it is sacred ground just like any other burial resting place, and at the right times you will experience the same things as well.

P.S. Tell Mr. Andrew Metcalf to stay the night there while the moon is waxing, and we'll see who the real pussy is...

There are a lot of opinions and stories about this Mary Jane's grave. I think a lot of you have never been there or have made things up. But let me tell you, whether you believe or not, it's just like this: do you believe in spirits or God? I grew up in Lucas, went to school there, did a lot of crazy things all over three counties. But to the story you all write, the grave of Mary is not at the end of Tucker Road! Yes, there is a tree there with a burnt mark on it at the cemetery at the end of Tucker Road. Now, I don't know how so many say differnt things about what is on the tree; I saw it back in 1976, and maybe it was different for me, but I saw well. What my friend and I saw was a cross burnt in the tree, which was not bleeding but had like white sap running down. We were only 14 and had his dad's car, which we had no permission to have lol. He was on the railroad at work. All I know is a weird thing happened after we had found her supposed grave, which has over the years been probably wrongly messed with. We heard people chanting and weird stuff that people who would think of this place as a way to reach the devil or just do weird things would do. We had enough, but to get to the point, when we got back from the woods to the end of the road, his dad's car was running! I asked him why he left the car running, and he said that he didn't and pulled the keys out of his pocket! We were so freaked out that we didn't move, but I asked what we were going to need to do in order to get the hell out of there. We thought mabye his dad came home because they lived close, and he knew where we were. So as we walked to the car scared, the car shut off and it wasn't his dad...no one was there.

Anyway, things happen there...you don't have to believe, but I do. I recently went back with my kids and their friends, and I will tell you there is just something in the air there. Don't know what, but we all felt it and still heard things. And yes, cameras do work, but look close at your videos in slow speed. You might not believe what you see. Please to all who don't go there for real or don't see or feel things...don't lie! Whatever is there, whether it's the wind, spirits, or your mind playing tricks...we might never know! But I know something is there in the air...I believe!! I have been there, heard it, seen it, and felt IT!

Not too long ago, myself and like 8 people piled into my friend's big van and headed down to the cemetery. The girls were scared that there might be a cult out there since it was the day before Halloween, so I brought my paintball gun. On the way there I was making sure it was on, and fired it out the window a couple times. Then for some reason, it stopped working. Mind you, I used this gun the past two days with no problem. So we tried to figure out what was wrong with it, and we couldn't. I then decided to shut it off (yes, it's an electrical gun) and set it down. Then, out of nowhere, it fired a round in the van! LOL, scared us shitless!

Then we stopped for gas at Hanley Road, right by State Route 13, and headed on our way. A couple of the girls that were there went the night before too, and they said that their cross necklaces got really hot the closer we got. Well, they took them off because they were scared, and we headed down the road. When we got to the cemetery, some people stayed in the car. We did not shut it off, because we didn't want to find out if the car would stall. Then this kid we were with, who we call Turtle, pee'd on the tree. Everyone freaked out and ran to the car, so we headed off. On our way down the the four way intersection, two cars passed us: a van and a truck, but we didn't think anything of it. So everyone convinced our driver to turn around and go back. To show the girls were wrong, I put one of their necklaces on, and we headed back. Surely enough, as we got closer, it got hotter. I didn't say anything to try and prove them wrong, but then I almost started sweating. I decided to take the necklace off then, when out of nowhere Garret, the kid driving, slammed on the brakes and skidded to a stop. He said, "There, back there," and we were like what? We looked up and saw the tail lights of the people who passed us. We were right by the last house on the left, so we turned around in their drivway and sat there for a minute.

We all started talking, and a couple of us guys were going to run down and shut the gate on the people and have a little fun. But then my friend Cody's jaw dropped (I was the one watching him, and it was kind of funny). He started screaming, "GO, GO, GO!" He spooked Garret, and we drove off. Well, when we asked him why we had to leave, he said he saw a big, burly guy with a beard standing a couple feet into the woods...he was staring at us and waving, lol. Down at the four way stop, people were having a bonfire so it could have easily been one of them. Anyway, that's my tale. I live like 5 minutes away, so I'm going to visit a lot more. It was fun, and although I'm not saying all this is true, that's what I experienced. Whether it was just in our heads, something messing with us or not, it was a blast!

My friend and I decided that we were going to take a trip and find Mary Janes Grave! It was probably 9:30 PM when we left. Well, we went down Tucker Road, and it looked OK at first. Nothing too spooky. Then, once the road stops being a normal road, it gets very scary. You kinda have a bad feeling as soon as you get close to the cemetery. v When we got back there, we saw some graves right by the road. We got kinda worried on how we might turn around since it really is very narrow, but we did it. So we left the headlights on and got out of the car. We all had flashlights, and we found Mary Jane's name on the long tombstone with names. It got very cold real fast; my legs were shaking, and even my friend said she was very cold too. After we took our pictures, we proceded back to the tree. We stopped because we were shaking so bad, and our breath was really thick. When we got to the tree, I felt very sick. It just didn't feel right, it was almost as if maybe someone was watching or we were not alone.

We finished taking our pictures again, and my friend said "Did you hear that?" I was scared right then and there. The cemetery is surrounded by woods, and we heard a noise...as if someone was walking very fast in the leaves. So, of course, we got spooked and started to walk faster towards the car. When we did that, the noise got louder and closer. To be honest, it was like a horror movie. We felt like we couldn't run fast enough, and we never did find out what the noise was. When we finally got in the car and my camera was turned off, I put it on my lap. Well, the flash went off and we very quickly started the car and headed towrds the exit!

As we were going down the road, things got spooky. I saw what looked like a man standing behind the car, and I just froze. It freaked me out so bad, I was never more happy to get back out onto a normal road in my life. We plan on making two more trips back there, one at night but with more people :) And one during the day so we can actually check things out!

This Memorial Day weekend, a few of my friends drove to Mansfield, Ohio to say farewell to a fellow sailor before he left for Japan. He's native to the area...and I'm sure that anyone from there would agree that it's quite boring. He suggested going to see "Bloody Mary's" grave, so all five of us jumped into our friends Audi and decided to take a drive. It took us about an hour to find our way there with GPS, but finally we arrived. The first time we went, we decided to go during the day. I have to say it seemed very peaceful. Very quiet. Those woods are old. Nothing spectacular or memorable happened. I took some awesome shots with my camera. We went home a little disappointed after hearing all the stories and rumors posted on the internet about this cemetery.

However, later that evening we decided to go again. We'd made a list of some supposedly "haunted" places in the area, and decided to take a mini road trip. One of them being the Ashland Tunnel, which is another story altogether. I'd say we arrived to the cemetery around 1:00 AM, and I'm so glad we went there earlier in the day because it would have been nearly impossible to find it in the evening. Yes, the roads are crappy...and you better damn well believe that once we hit that gravel road our hearts started beating a litte faster. Now, I'm no expert on the supernatural, and regardless of whatever people have posted previously, I know from past experiences that just because you have a run-in with the paranormal in one place or time, it doesn't mean that someone else will in the same place. That's why shows like Paranormal State or Ghost Hunters or whatever, almost never capture the same phenomena that people claim. I'm also not saying that every bogus story people tell should necessarily be taken for fact. But, that night the air seemed charged. Electric. We turned the car around so we could drive off quick if we had to and got out. Upon immediately exiting the car, I felt like I was being watched. It was just eerie... not so much the cemetery, but the surrounding woods. We walked around the gravesite for a few minutes, snapping pictures and having a cigarette. Everyone but my friend Donna and I wanted to take a trail that led down into the forest (lol, boys). So we decided to stay behind in the car. We got in and attempted to lock it. It refused to lock. They were electric locks...so we tried locking them with the key, with the master lock on the driver's door, and pushing them down with our fingers. They wouldn't budge. Our friend was getting pissed too, because it was a 4 year old Audi in excellent condition. No problems before. As a sidenote, I will say we had reception and everything else that was electrical was working. But I wasn't about to sit in the car while the guys went off into the woods and the doors wouldn't lock. So we reluctantly got out and turned our flash lights on.

Upon approaching the trail, we saw one of a few dead and decomposing animals we'd see that night. I'm not quite sure what it was, a possom maybe, but it was disgusting. We passed it and started walking down the hill. We'd heard a rumor that there was a cave right off the trail, so we looked for that until we came to a fork in the path. There were a bunch of old farmhand tools...different looking machines... we weren't sure which way to take. My friend and I had been locked arm in arm the whole way down. And I noticed that she kept looking beside us (we were in the back) with a strange look on her face. I like to think I'm a pretty intuitive person, and I'm pretty sure she picked up on the same feeling that I had, which was that something was walking beside us in the woods. At the fork in the path, we all stood there in a circle... not sure which way to take. Suddenly, not to far off in the distance, we heard some insane barking from at least three dogs. It didn't sound like regular, I smell someone, get the hell off my territory bark...these guys sounded vicious and angry. We didn't hear anything, and we didn't see any other lights...and honestly, the barking reminded me of the way the dogs were barking in the movie Signs. It was just creepy. So we turned around and started back up the hill. My friend and I took the lead, and were practically running back up. On the way up, the feeling of being watched intensified ten fold. I know something was there. And to validate my feelings, Donna screamed and jumped back...she said she saw something in the woods. I believe her. It was an awful feeling...a feeling like: you don't belong here...get out. I wanted to be so far gone from that place at that moment. After that even the boys were running up the hill. We all rushed the car and got in and sped off. We were all spooked. Nothing, per se, actually "happened." But there definitely was a presence there that night. We all felt it. I didn't like it. And it's safe to say I'll never go back there at night. As stated before, those woods are home to a Native American burial ground...maybe the spirits were restless that night, or maybe it was an animal. But I think not.

My name is Connie Jackenheimer, and my parents were raised in the Lucas area. They have told me about the things that happened to Mary Jane. At first I didn't believe them. Well, on Saturday May 23, 2009 I found out different. My friends, Chris and his wife Ang, and my husband and I went to Mary Jane's grave to look around. Things were normal at the start...we all walked around looking at how people disturbed the place, and was very upset about it. I didn't think anything about it...I picked up some pinecones from the base of the tree, and made the comment that I could burn the pinecones in my fire at night. So I picked up a lot of pinecones, put them in my car, and continued to look around. I then decided that I wanted a picture of the dead tree branches. I could not take a picture with my phone, and my husband could with my phone?????? Made us all wonder what happened. Everybody could take pictures but me. I put the pinecones back and said very loudly that I was sorry, and that I didn't mean to disturb anything...please forgive me. And again, I couldn't take any pictures.

When I got home and downloaded several of the pictures that I took, I saw a tree house in the pine tree that any human could not see by the naked eye. And I also saw on my pictures a human face on the memorial stone with all the names on it. This may be weird, but it is there...I saw it. My friends saw it too, and I do believe in her and the spirit.

A few weeks ago a group of friends and I were on our way to Mary Jane's grave. As we were on Route 30, our tire popped. We all thought it was a sign or something to not go because it was like 12 AM. We never gave up going to the grave though.

As we were going back, we turned the radio on because people said things happen to it. But nothing did. Also, when we were going back, the fence was facing towards the exit. When we got to the grave we were all scared to get out, so we just turned everything off and sat in the car. We sat there for about 15 minutes and didn't notice anything odd. But as we were going out, we noticed the gates were facing towards the grave this time.

A week later we went with more people. We took two cars to the gravel part, then piled up in one car. We went back to the grave, and a couple girls wouldn't get out. The prankster that I am did the automatic start, and they freaked out and scrambled out of the car. We all got out of the car and just stood by it. We started walking to the grave, when two friends and I heard a loud scream. We looked at each other, freaked out, and ran. The other kids saw we were running, and they glanced and saw a big black thing in a tree. Almost forgot...when we got out of the car, we left all four doors open in case the car locked. As we were all running back, the only door open was the driver's door, which was mine. But we didn't hear any doors close.

I was the first to the car. I jumped in and told everyone to hurry. The other kids were looking back and running towards the car, expecting the doors to be open. They leaped toward the car...two kids collided with the car, but quickly hopped in. The back passenger door was locked and shut, but we all made sure it was open and unlocked when we left. And for everyone's information: if you're going to the grave, right before it will be a hidden drive. When you're about to pass it, dogs will chase you and not stop. And most of the time, if you look in the field after the house you will see a lot of deer. That part is sweet.

When I was in high school my two best friends lived about a ten minute walk away from Mary Jane's grave. Every October we'd hike back at night and wait for drunken tourists to come out and "party" at the gravesite. I can honestly say I never saw anything supernatural--although we did get spooky feelings and heard some strange noises once or twice--but we did see a lot of drunk or stoned teenagers running for their lives after we banged around in the woods for awhile.

These days people do trash the place, and it has become a favorite place for drugs and other things parents would disapprove of...if you do visit please keep this in mind: Don't go alone, and don't go at night. A few years ago, two women were kidnapped and abused at the site when they were ghost hunting...I can't find the link to the story, sorry. But, I'm sure if you contact the Sheriff's Department they would be happy to give you the info since it might deter future siteseers from being harmed.

My friends and go to Mary Jane's grave a lot, and go to just be scared late at night.

I love on the way there from 603, because there are so many things to scare you. The hiking trail is there, where you can go before Mary Jane's grave and see the entire county, on Pleasant Valley Road, the trees on that road are so spooky and almost look like they will come out and grab you. Also, when you turn on Tucker Road, there is a statue of a dog with only two legs, which I always thought was creepy. And the church on Pleasant Valley Road! At night, the cross lights up and freaks me out. At first, when you come up on it, it looks just like a floating cross.

One night, during March 2009, me and my friends decided to go and visit. I drove my 2000 Jeep Grand Cherokee and took the road down to the graveyard a bit fast and almost ran into a tree because of the grooved road. It was not fun. Once we got down there, my one friend decided to get out, and told us to leave him there and then come back so he could see what it was like to be alone with Mary. I told him that another friend should stay with him, so his friend from college jumped out. Me and my other two friends remained in the Jeep and drove back up. When we finally got to the top, where the road turns to pavement again, we saw HEADLIGHTS! We starting freaking out. As the truck passed us, we noticed it was a truck filled with hill-jacks. We could tell they were drunk and we could also tell that they had shotguns! All of us in my Jeep starting dialing our friend's numbers as the hillbilly truck raced down the road. We told them that a truck was coming down, that wasn't us, and we told them to be really quiet. Before we got a hold of them, our phones weren't working very well and we had trouble reaching them, but we still got a hold of them. The guys we left in the cemetery almost starting crying, they were so scared. The hillbillies started driving through the cemetery, peed on the tree and shot their guns, which really freaked out our friends. By the time the hillbillies left, we raced down and picked up our friends. They told us they had to hide in the woods and were almost lost. For some reason they almost couldn't find their way back to the cemetery. We were glad to leave. On the way home, close to Mifflin, my friend threw up. She said that she hadn't thrown up in years and that maybe, because we visited the graveyard, that has something to do with it.

No matter what you do, don't go down while it's raining, or go down with a car that won't get you back up. It would be terrible to not be able to leave that place.