12 Trumbull County soldiers who fought in the Revolutionary War are buried here. The marker was placed by the chapter. Mrs. H.C. Baldwin, named the chapter after her grandmother, Mary Davidson Chesney who is also buried in this cemetery.

Supposedly, the dead still roam this graveyard. A Civil War officer's distressed widow hurled herself into the river, which was somewhat deeper back then, since she was so exhausted. Depending on the year, her ghost appears every winter in either a gorgeous white gown or a blood-stained one. On occasion, one might hear ethereal cries. These haunting sounds echo through the fog-laden air, drawing the curious and the brave to the site of her tragic tale. Many locals claim that those who listen closely can catch glimpses of her sorrowful figure gliding between the tombstones, eternally searching for her lost love. As the chill of winter deepens, the atmosphere grows thick with stories of her plight, intertwining with the whispers of the wind. Some say that if you stand quietly by the old cemetery entrance, you might feel her presence brush past, a reminder of love's enduring power even in death.