<\/span>So, a night of celebratory Hardy style drinking quickly turned into wandering the streets of August, a town seemingly capable of supporting a disproportionate number of tattoo parlors and strip clubs, and little else.\u00a0 What I did find at one dark end of the main drag was the Haunted Pillar.<\/p>\n <\/span>At the corner of 5th and Broad St. in downtown Augusta you’ll find this pillar, which is all that remains of a market that was destroyed in a tornado in 1878.\u00a0 Rumors abound as to the origin of the pillar and just how it came to be “haunted”, the most prevalent of which is that a old testament fire and brimstone preacher was denied the right to preach in front of the market (and we all know that doesn’t fly in the south),\u00a0 After being displaced the preacher foretold the destruction of the market by a great wind, except for one pillar.\u00a0 Anyone who touched or tried to move the pillar would be struck dead.\u00a0 Another theory is that the market sold slaves and that they were tied to the pillar to be whipped.\u00a0 One such slave put a voodoo curse on the pillar and now anyone who touches or tries to move it will be struck dead.\u00a0 That theory seems largely unfounded, but one thing remains certain… if you touch that pillar you will die.\u00a0 The curse remains, though it seems that this is not in fact the original pillar, which was reportedly destroyed in a car accident.\u00a0 Actually, it seems the pillar is not even in the original spot anymore.\u00a0 While many of the people involved with the reconstruction of the pillar are now dead, it was reconstructed in 1935, moved in 1936, and reconstructed again (after a second accident involving a cotton bale) in 1958, so the deaths seem pretty unrelated.<\/p>\n Seems the pillar is not just cursed, but haunted as well.\u00a0 There have been several reports of orbs, disembodied voices, and shadows lurking about the pillar.\u00a0 I was not lucky enough to experience any of these things, I was not brave enough to touch the pillar either.\u00a0 Being at that end of Broad Street at 11pm seemed like I was tempting fate already.<\/p>\n![\"image\"](\"https:\/\/magsonthemove.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/10\/image3-e1381121151408-510x382.jpg\")
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