QUOTE(Tommy @ Apr 2 2006, 08:48 PM) [snapback]1131502[/snapback]
Not so much an Urban Legend, but the
Great Boston Molasses Disaster of 1919 is interesting to read about. A tidal wave of molasses sweeping down the North End killing 21 and injuring around 150!!
Here,
here and
here to read about it.
I can't imagine how the family felt when they were called:
"I'm sorry, Ma'am, but your son has passed on..."
"Oh no! What happened?"
"He was drowned in...molasses."
Here's one that supposedly happened there:
A wealthy man named James Ball had a mrbid fear of being buried alive. When he had his mausoleum constructed in Boston's Mount Auburn Cemetery, he arranged for a telephone to be installed in his crypt.
In time, Mr. Ball died. His widow, accompanied by a great crowd of relatives, friends and business associates, followed Mr. Ball's body to the grand limestone tomb.
After the funeral, Mrs. Ball gave a lunch for the mourners at the mansion. By sundown, the last guests had gone home and Mrs. Ball was alone.
Just after dark, the phone rang.
A maid passing outside the sitting room heard Mrs. Ball say,
"Hello?" Then she heard a blood-curdling scream. The maid rushed into the room and found Mrs. Ball sitting upright in a chair, clutching the telephone, a look of horror frozen on her face. The maid took the phone from Mrs. Ball's hand and put the reciever to her own ear. The line was dead, and so was Mrs. Ball.
An autopsy concluded that Mrs. Ball had died of a massive coronary. But the identity of the called was a mystery.
On the day of the funeral, the same crown of mourners gathered and once again followed a body to the Ball mausoleum. When the crypt was unsealed, the crowd saw the lid of Mr. Ball's coffin was open. And the telephone was off the hook.