Vampire Mercy Brown | When Rhode Island Was “The Vampire Capital of America”
In 1892, the “oddly well preserved” exhumed body of Mercy Brown led many to believe she was a vampire responsible for the death of her family in Exeter, Rhode Island.

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Photo Credit : Katherine KeenanThe story of accused vampire Mercy Brown and Rhode Island’s brief tenure as “the Vampire capital of America” was first published as “The Words on Nelly’s Tombstone,” Yankee Magazine, January 1994.
Vampire Mercy Brown | When Rhode Island Was “The Vampire Capital of America”
The villagers of Exeter, Rhode Island, knew that farmer George Brown had a problem. First, in 1883 his wife, Mary Brown, succumbed to a mysterious illness. Six months later, his 20-year-old daughter, Mary Olive Brown, also fell ill and died. Within the next several years, his 19-year-old daughter, Mercy Brown, was also dead, and George’s teenage son Edwin Brown, a healthy lad who worked as a store clerk, became suddenly frail and sick. The village doctor informed George that “consumption” was taking his family. But the country folk of Exeter had another explanation.
On a chilly March afternoon in 1892, a group of men entered Exeter’s Chestnut Hill Cemetery. Then they began to exhume the bodies of George Brown’s wife and two daughters. They had concluded that one of the deceased was leaving the grave at night to suck the life out of its relatives. Only by killing the vampire could young Edwin be saved.
First, the men examined the bodies of Mrs. Brown and daughter Mary. Finding them to be properly decomposed, they began to exhume Mercy Brown. Slowly, they shoveled into Mercy’s grave. When they reached the corpse, they suddenly stepped back in terror.
Mercy, who had been buried for more than two months, appeared oddly well preserved. It seemed that her hair and nails had grown. And when the men cautiously prodded the corpse with their shovel, they found that it was filled with fresh blood. The suspected vampire’s heart was removed and burned on a nearby rock. The ashes were added to young Edwin’s medicine. Still, the boy died less than two months later.

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To the less superstitious, there was perhaps nothing so unusual about the well-preserved condition of Mercy’s body. She had been in the ground during the two coldest months of the year. The mysterious wave of illnesses that swept George Brown’s family was probably tuberculosis.
But that did not keep Rhode Island from becoming known as the “Vampire Capital of America.” South County, whose isolated villages resembled the lonely hamlets of Transylvania, was a hotbed of vampire rumors between 1870 and 1900. When Bram Stoker, who wrote Dracula in 1897, died, newspaper accounts of vampire Mercy Brown were found in his files.
The legends persist to this day. In Rhode Island Historical Cemetery No. 2 stands the gravestone of alleged vampire Nelly L. Vaughn of West Greenwich, who died in 1889 at the age of 19. The grave is supposedly cursed. One local university professor who studied vampirism claimed that no vegetation or lichen would grow on Nelly’s grave, despite numerous attempts to plant there. And people are still taken aback by the inscription along the bottom of Nelly’s tombstone. The curious words read, “I am waiting and watching for you.”
Have you ever heard of “New England vampire” Mercy Brown?
The story of accused vampire Mercy Brown and Rhode Island’s brief tenure as “the Vampire capital of America” was first published as “The Words on Nelly’s Tombstone,” Yankee Magazine, January 1994, and has been updated.
We live literally 1mile from Chestnut Hill Cemetery in Exeter, RI. Not being from this area originally, I enjoy hearing all the folklore of the area. Thank you for an entertaining story!
Oh cool, Kim! Can you check out the gravestone and see if it really does say that? How spooky!
The gravestone was stolen in the early nineties it’s not there anymore, Google what happened when it was there though, probably the best ghost story from our state
Nelly’s headstone was not stolen but removed by the members of the church due to vandalism.mercy brown’s still stands but the police patrol the area around Halloween
Rhode Island didn’t have a lock on ‘vampire’ action. The VAMPIRE HIGHWAY starts in ConneCTicut and crosses into Rhode Island. There was so much Vampire tourism back in the day that there was more than enough to export.
That is the reason I wear my “blessed” cross everyday and night. Just in case. I love Vampire stories.
“It’s highly probable that the lack of vegetation on Nellie’s grave was attributable, not to supernatural forces, but to the number of souvenir hunters who trooped through and took away a bit of earth….Today Nellie’s unmarked grave displays a full growth of healthy green grass. No one walking by would be able to pick it out if they didn’t know where it was.” Quahog.org, “Grave of Nellie L. Vaughn
The vampire who wasn’t—not even a little bit. ” http://www.quahog.org/attractions/index.php?id=66
As a licensed Ontario Funeral Director for almost 20yrs I am all to familiar with the science related to the process of decomposition/putrefaction. Even today It s very common to be asked if hair and finger nails grow postmortem. The answer is No, however due to the process of dehydration the skin loses moisture causing it to slightly retract thus giving the appearance of hair /nails lengthening.
Also, you know, back before modern medicine people also buried their relatives in comas alive so that also explains it. That’s why there are bells on some old graves – an attempt to prevent burying loved ones alive.
Ok, that is what I heard on tv too- the nails didn’t actually grow, as I mistakenly stated in previous post. I couldn’t quite recall the show. There was something else about the hair too I beleive, or eyes or something that made it appear the corpse was still alive, but I can’t recall now. I think it was on a Josh gates show about mysteries- it was show about vampires and how folks were taken in by changes in the corpses when thye opened up the graves.
I believe that the comment on Nellie’s tombstone must mean she is waiting and watching for the return of Jesus Christ and the resurrection.
I remember visiting the graveyard in my teens ands seeing her gravestone. It did read “I am watching and waiting for you” Mercy L Brown Aged 19. We went to see it out of curiosity and grass did not grow on the front of the tombstone. This was back in 1989 or so… I was about 16/17 years old. Pretty cool to read about this story so many years later.
I saw an earlier post that said there is no grass growing on the front of mercy Browns grave. I was just there recently and I noticed the same thing! Spoooooky!
I love vampire stories
And I believe that,I wish I want to see vampires ????
Whay was the mercy brown die
I used to live right next to the graveyard where Mercy is buried. As a young kid, I used to hear cries and screams coming from the graveyard at night. Of course, it was my overact imagination because vampires aren’t real…. or are they?
Correction to my previous post- Apparently the nails,don’t continue to,grow, but what happens is the skin and meat on the fingers shrinks, and it makes it look like the nails grew some after death. Folks took that as a sign that the corpse was among the living dead
Wow, Just wow. I couldn’t think of a better way to word this.
Back in September 1977 me and five friends from West Warwick RI were partying one night and decided to go find the Vampier grave we had heard about. We drove down to Chestnut Hill Cemertary in Exeter. Ironically, we drove down in a Hearse that one of my friends owned. We found her grave and there was NO vegetation growing over her plot. We stayed there for a couple of hours and partied at her gave site. We were respectful and hauled out what we took in. We didn’t see any Vampiers but 15 minuts before we left, suddenly like turning on a light switch, we felt a freezing cold temprature come over us, and with that came a very eerir-feeling so we left. driving out of there we saw German Shephard dog walking down the street which was a little odd in the middle of the night, but that was it.