The Arnprior & District Museum is located in the town’s former Post Office which was built in 1896 by Thomas Fuller, a prominent Canadian architect who works include designing and overseeing the construction of the original Parliament Buildings. The museum is a designated heritage location and houses much of Arnprior’s history.
The following report comes from a former volunteer at the museum:
“I worked at the museum in for a little over a year. Early in my employment a volunteer was taking photos of some of the displays. I was around when he was on the second floor with his wife shooting a glass case next to a Victorian bedroom display. He showed us the pictures after, several shots were taken without incident, then two were taken - each showed a different (but distinct) face reflected in the display, and both had a matching body of a woman in black reflected in a nearby free standing case (all not of our own).
A few months later, I was on the 2nd floor between the stairs to the 3rd and main levels, doing work for about an hour or so - I heard shuffling, moving heavy furniture, bangs, etc upstairs, going on for a long time, but I thought it was the temporary employee accessioning items on the "junkie" 3rd level (which was the postmasters original apartments), so I didn't really care.
For some reason I became concerned because it sounded more like someone was looking hastily for something rather than organizing and logging artifacts. So I walked upstairs, called the temps name, no one responded, the movement slowed then stopped. I hurried downstairs a bit freaked and just as I got down there I heard the door outside open and the temp walked in and went up to do her work and no one was there.
Finally, a few months later, I was doing some work back at the Victorian bedroom display, and was working for a while when all of a sudden I heard a very loud concentrated bang, which sounded like a bowling ball being dropped DIRECTLY behind my feet. I felt the ground react, and I froze standing straight up (it was SOOO loud) and stood for a moment or two, then scooted for the exit to downstairs THEN looked back to see if something was standing there, but there wasn’t.
That’s all. I never felt threatened. However, the curator told me that the one of the postmasters was abusive to his wife, and she hung herself in the basement. But, I've never had a problem with the basement, but they did live on the third floor.”