This is also know as the Crescent Park Carousel, and now I have to make a confession that I am always fascinated by these fantastical mechanical rides! So what could be more enticing than a haunted one? The hand-carved carousel was built in 1895 by Charles I D Looff at the amusement park, Riverside in Rhode Island. It has a fifty foot platform with sixty one horses, one camel and two single coaches, along with two double coaches. Fifty six of the sixty one horses are jumpers.

 Looff was originally from Denmark but his career was based in the USA, of nearly 50 of the magnificent rides the Crescent Park one is one of the few still in operation. In 1977 the park closed but was spared the auction block thanks to local protest, it is restored and operates each summer, it was declared a National Historic Landmark in 1987.

 The ride starts when a brass fog bell is rung, the ride is measured by the help of a small hourglass affixed to a snare drum cabinet for the band organ. The riders can play the ring game by grabbing a brass ring as they pass in order to win a free ride. After catching the brass ring they must throw it through the cut-out mouth of a clown painted on canvas. It was originally operated by steam but has been modernised with an electric motor.

In the 1960’s a ballroom adjacent to this magnificent piece burned down resulting in several deaths. It’s said that those people who died still haunt the carousel and turn on the lights and music, along with other strange happenings such as a female apparition and the sounds of a phantom train.

 The carousel is over 100 years old and was once part of a larger amusement park and ballroom, now the only part left after the fire is the carousel itself. The stories of the woman report that she is seen in bell-hooped skirts walking around and that where there used to be train tracks on the bike path there have been reports of train noises and flashing lights.

 As if that wasn’t enough to entice you into Rhode Island (let alone the fantastic scenery) you can also head towards Crescent Park beach, a man murdered his wife in 1989 and buried her in the sand, now if you should sit near that area you will get a feeling of anger and feel you are freezing up because of the cold spot there.

I apologise the video organ’s bang out of tune but that’s how sad it is to think of it being left to rot. I think it would have sounded beautiful in it’s day.

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