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The MacKenzie Tomb

In the grounds of St. Andrews Church in Rodney Street, Liverpool is a strange Pyramid that is reputed to be haunted.

The tomb holds the body of Liverpool's most infamous gambler William Mackenzie. Mackenzie in his desire to secure a winning Poker hand promised his soul to the devil. He won the game but fell ill shortly after. Fearful that his pact would become reality he used his winnings to have this special tomb erected and within it placed his card table and chair. Upon his death he left instructions to be entombed sitting at the table holding the winning cards. Mackenzie reckoned that by being so interred his faustian pact could not be completed and his soul would remain secure.

His ghostly shade has been seen in the area, according to Tom Slemen, a noted authority on ghosts and unusual happenings in Liverpool. He penned an ode to MacKenzie:

THE RODNEY STREET SPECTRE

By Tom Slemen

In the tranquil hush of a misty night
The Rodney Street Spectre leaves his tomb
And glides forlornly by a lamppost's light
To seek the ghost of Veronica Bloom.

William James McKenzie died in eighteen-fifty
But was never laid beneath the ground
He had made a fortune by being thrifty
His money's all gone now but McKenzie's still around.

Behind the walls of his pyramid tomb
His skeleton sits at a playing card table
Until the Day of Judgement looms
In a mouldy topper and suit of mourning sable

For McKenzie lost his soul in a poker game
But the Devil didn't take it straight away
He said he'd wait till McKenzie's time came
When the Scotsman was laid out in his grave.

The crafty gambler stated in his will
That his body must never be laid in soil
And so the canny Scotsman cheated the Devil
And avoided Hell where condemned souls boil.

And now McKenzie roams at dusk
Longing for a lady he was foresworn to marry
But Veronica Bloom has long turned to dust
Until the Second Coming, McKenzie must tarry.

I must admit to never seeing him though.

The MacKenzie Tomb

In the grounds of St. Andrews Church in Rodney Street, Liverpool is a strange Pyramid that is reputed to be haunted.

The tomb holds the body of Liverpool's most infamous gambler William Mackenzie. Mackenzie in his desire to secure a winning Poker hand promised his soul to the devil. He won the game but fell ill shortly after. Fearful that his pact would become reality he used his winnings to have this special tomb erected and within it placed his card table and chair. Upon his death he left instructions to be entombed sitting at the table holding the winning cards. Mackenzie reckoned that by being so interred his faustian pact could not be completed and his soul would remain secure.

His ghostly shade has been seen in the area, according to Tom Slemen, a noted authority on ghosts and unusual happenings in Liverpool. He penned an ode to MacKenzie:

THE RODNEY STREET SPECTRE

By Tom Slemen

In the tranquil hush of a misty night
The Rodney Street Spectre leaves his tomb
And glides forlornly by a lamppost's light
To seek the ghost of Veronica Bloom.

William James McKenzie died in eighteen-fifty
But was never laid beneath the ground
He had made a fortune by being thrifty
His money's all gone now but McKenzie's still around.

Behind the walls of his pyramid tomb
His skeleton sits at a playing card table
Until the Day of Judgement looms
In a mouldy topper and suit of mourning sable

For McKenzie lost his soul in a poker game
But the Devil didn't take it straight away
He said he'd wait till McKenzie's time came
When the Scotsman was laid out in his grave.

The crafty gambler stated in his will
That his body must never be laid in soil
And so the canny Scotsman cheated the Devil
And avoided Hell where condemned souls boil.

And now McKenzie roams at dusk
Longing for a lady he was foresworn to marry
But Veronica Bloom has long turned to dust
Until the Second Coming, McKenzie must tarry.

I must admit to never seeing him though.

comments (7)

That is a funny story to go with the tomb that looks odd in front of these modern buildings. I assume this dates back a while?
Les Auld: Thanks Martin, I think it was somewhere arund the 1850s when MacKenzie died.
  • Louis
  • South Africa
  • 22 Aug 2007, 10:18
Crazy scots story. He tried to play a game for which he didn't know the rules - he knew the gambling rules, but not the devil's rules. I wonder if his skeleton is still in a sitting position?

Good pic and interesting story.
Les Auld: Thanks Louis, I don't think I want to find out about his skeleton just yet, matbe one day though.
Brrr ! I can see ghosts all around smile
Les Auld: Several people claim they have, Thanks Zeb.
Love the sharp modern building contrasting with the old grave yard. Fascinating story, too. (:o)
Les Auld: Thanks Rosalyn, the juxtaposition of ancient and modern does seem a little out of place here. The church is a ruin and it's small graveyard is decaying as well.
  • Ginnie
  • Atlanta, GA, United States
  • 22 Aug 2007, 15:24
Just think of all the teenagers that dare each other to spend the night there. grin

Wow. If we put stories like this together from all over the world, and could see their spirits, I'm guessing we'd see a multitude of them floating around...and maybe even playing Poker. smile
Les Auld: I wonder if it would be difficult for a skeleton to chaet, no sleeves to keep his cards up, Thanks Ginnie.
Bizarre ediface and even stranger story. Enjoyed both very much. Suppose if he got buried alive he could improve his patience.
Les Auld: Thanks Mike, glad you enjoyed it.
Very interesting story and a nice image. He obviously had Pharoahonic pretensions. All the best, Dave.
Les Auld: Glad you liked it Dave.

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