The True Story of The Burning Bride of Alexandria

This Alexandria legend is one of the most popular ghost stories in the town. Alexandria is noted for its plethora of ghost stories, many of which feature women at the forefront. As with many legends and lore, they often deviate from the truth for the sake of a good scare. But sometimes, at least in the case of Laura M. Schafer, famously known as the Burning Bride of Alexandria, truth is more horrifying than fiction.

One Fateful Night

In June of 1868, Laura M. Schafer lived with her family at their home on N. Fairfax Street. On the bottom floor was a confectionary ran by her father Mr. Christian Schafer, who was a prominent citizen of Alexandria. The second and third floor would be the residence in which the Schafer family lived. 

On one fateful night in late June, Laura was getting dressed for bed on the third floor of the house, with her grandmother, named Mrs. Ballenger, in the room with her. According to an article from the The Alexandria Gazette, Laura went to father’s room to wish him goodnight. She wasn’t even halfway into her father’s room when she heard the glass of her kerosene lamp crack. The burning oil from the lamp landed on her dress. Laura frantically threw the lamp into the hearth in her father’s room and ran out of the room, screaming and crying for help.

Unfortunately, the wind from Laura’s running only added fuel to the fire. By the time she reached the bottom, the flames had reached above her head. Her brother-in-law, William Phillips, had been at the stairs in front of the house when he heard her cries. Her mother also heard the cries and tried to help her. Phillips removed his coat and wrapped Laura, which extinguished the flames. Laura’ grandmother had used a blanket to extinguish the flames that had been going in Laura’s father’s room.

Sadly, Laura had severe burns, parts of which The Alexandria Gazette described as “to a crisp.” By 11:00am the next morning, Laura passed away, with her companion, Mr. Charles Tenneson by her side.

It was rumored that Laura and Charles were engaged to be married, but not confirmed. They were friends for years and Laura wouldn’t take another man as a friend.

A Broken Heart

Charles took Laura’s death rather hard. The day of her death, he took to drinking. His friend, a Mr. Henry Green, walked with Charles to the local wholesale liquor store and bar. Mr. Green didn’t have the key to the back door, so Charles waited for him in Ramsey Alley, which was right next to the Schafer House. Mr. Green let Charles in through the back door and he offered to buy Charles any drink on his bill. As the two men said cheers, Charles said, “Here’s to you and I – God save us.” As Mr. Green took an empty glass back to the bar, he heard a gunshot and Charles on the floor. The heartbroken Charles took a pistol to his head. Even though he was unconscious, he passed away around 3:20pm.

While not specific, local churches took care of the final arrangements for the young couple. Laura is buried at Washington Street United Methodist Church in Alexandria, and it’s believed that Charles is buried not too far from her.

The Schafer House went through a few different identities after it was a confectionery with the Schafer family. It has been a real estate agency, a Christmas trinket store called the Christmas Attic, once again a candy store, and currently, at the time this piece was written, it is a coffee house and gelato shop with an AirBnB on the third floor. According to Michael Lee Pope, author of Ghosts of Alexandria, tenants who have owned and worked in the building know something is different and not quite right.

Echoes of a Traumatic Past

One local ghost tour guide shared that she felt lightheaded and dizzy when she visited the house while it was the Christmas Attic. Employees of the Christmas Attic also shared that Christmas trees and other holiday props would be knocked down the next morning after the store closed.

When a woman named Candida Kreb opened Candi’s Candies in the house in 2007, she never knew the story of Laura Schafer until a ghost tour was outside one evening. Kreb told the group that she doesn’t believe in ghosts before closing the window. But then she had an experience that changed her mind.

Kreb was working alone one evening while closing the shop when she smelled something burning. She went to the hallway to search for the source but didn’t find anything. Using her nose, Kreb followed the smell upstairs, but once again, found nothing. Kreb decided it must have been a neighbor smoking. So, she closed the shop for the night. The next day, the smell came back. As Kreb went to investigate once more, she went to the same staircase that Laura ran down for her life and it was then Kreb remembered the story of Laura.

This wouldn’t be Kreb’s only experience. One night, she was cleaning the store when she had this overwhelming feeling of being watched. She heard a voice in her head say, “Enough. Leave.” Kreb didn’t stick around and quickly took the cash register and left. She believes that this was Laura telling her that she overstayed her welcome and it was time to go. Kreb also reported feeling an overwhelming presence in the basement as well and described it as a male.

Kreb kept a receipt signed by Laura M. Schaefer behind the cash register. It is unknown if the coffee and gelato shop still have it, but it’s a nice reminder that there are real people behind these stories.

Legends & Lore Emerge

Variations of Laura Schafer’s tragic end and the paranormal experiences following have become widely popular. The story I heard on the ghost tour described Laura as a bride and the wedding was taking place at the confectionery and the town square right next door. Laura the Bride had gone upstairs when the kerosene lamp broke and the burning oil spilled onto her wedding dress. Like the real account, Laura the Bride ran downstairs while engulfed in flames. But this time, she ran outside to the wedding reception and was ablaze in front of her wedding guests. Other variations will state that Laura was just trying on her wedding dress for the ceremony that would take place a week later. Hence, this is why Laura became known as the Burning Bride of Alexandria. 

Similar outcome as well as the death of Charles Tenneson, with stories sometimes pinning his death in Ramsey Alley instead of the bar. Other bastardizations of the story even have Charles as a stalker throwing stones at Laura’s window and setting her on fire himself.

Given the horrific tragedy of Laura’s death, no embellishment or exaggerations are needed. Laura certainly had her own identity and agency, which seems to be reduced to a burning bride. But, there are people who are dedicated to sharing the true story of Laura’s passing, thus giving her her identity back.