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The Mine Shaft Antique Shop

The Mine Shaft Antiques Shop is stuffed with beautiful glowing glass and displayed under black light. Pretty girlie mannequins among other collectibles and treasures are always for sale.


History of the Mine Shaft

Visit the Mine Shaft located under the house.  This area of the home was originally where Dr. Tiffany, so the story goes, found gold.  See the life-size animated miner representing the doctor's attempt to find gold.

A "secret tunnel" reveals evidence that "ladies of the night" used this tunnel to secretly pass through to Doc Tiffany's from a hotel across the street on evening when the town men played card games here.  The hotel burned down once the wives found out what their husbands were up to.

THE LEGEND OF MOLLY’S GHOST

This is the story about the legend of Molly’s Ghost and so begins the tale of passion, obsession, murder, mystery, and haunting in the late 1800s or early 1900s. A miner named E.V. Tiffany found gold in Plymouth, California and was soon a wealthy man. After going to school to become a Doctor, he returned to Plymouth and built a home, The Plymouth House, over the mineshaft where the gold was found.

He was one of the few lucky ones who used his wealth wisely, but perhaps not for the right reasons. By all sign, Doc Tiffany was a good man, but there were a few threads of immorality in his character.

The mineshaft beneath his home became his cellar and hideaway for the Friday night poker games with the local gentry. Not known to the wives and other town people was a hidden tunnel in Doc’s cellar that connected it to the Easton Hotel across the street.

Through this tunnel Doc and his friends traveled to visit the “ladies of the evening” at the hotel with no one being the wiser.

This secret passage set the stage for lust, greed, jealousy, betrayal, and murder.

Doc Tiffany was lucky in his early quest for gold. This was not so for many others of his day.

Among those was a young widow and mother whose husband had died looking for his fortune. Molly “Fitz” Fitzsimmons was left to raise two small children in a time and place that had little compassion for such a task. Molly turned to prostitution, the only way she found to support her family.

Although Molly was repulsed by what she did, she was soon one of the more popular ladies with Doc’s cronies. Carl Fenton, a member of the local gentry, and a regular at the Friday night poker games, became obsessed with Molly. Carl offered Molly a home and stipend to be his alone. Molly would accept nothing less than marriage.

Carl was married to a very wealthy woman and was not willing to give up the luxury to which he had become accustomed. He nonetheless continued his pursuit of Molly. She repeatedly stated her reply – marriage or nothing! Carol was reportedly heard to say, “If I can’t have her, no man will.”

Several weeks later, Doc was awakened by strangled cries coming from the cellar. Since this was not a poker night, no one should have been in the cellar. Cautiously, lantern in hand, Doc crept down the stairs, listening for further sounds.

“Who’s there?” he called out as he neared the tunnel entrance. Only gurgling sounds answered his calls. Holding the lantern high, he eased into the tunnel. He had only taken a few steps when his lamp shown on a pile of rumpled clothing. As he rushed forward, Molly’s bloody face appeared from the rumpled pile.

Wrapping Molly in a sheet, Doc struggled to get her upstairs to his examining room. At 11:59 p.m. on November 25,1921, Molly died, unable to utter the name of her killer.

She was laid to rest at Potters Field. No arrest was ever made for her death, even after Carl Fenton mysteriously disappeared, claiming his wife and suddenly become ill and needed his undivided attention.

It took a few years, but word finally got out to the wives about the secret tunnel between Doc. Tiffany’s house and the Easton Hotel. In 1923, in a horrible “accident”, the Easton Hotel burned to the ground, never to be rebuilt.

The mineshaft has long been filled in with rocks, but at the entrance stands a glass box encasing a silent statue placed in memory of one who died too young and too violently.

Through the years soft gurgling moans, rustling petticoats, and the reflection of Molly’s bloodied face in the glass encasement have been hears and seen as Molly’s ghost is thought to roam the basement. She is looking for her killer, wanting to know why her life was taken so violently, leaving two small children without a mother.

Molly never leaves the basement where her young life ended.

 

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