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Something about the old tree out back sets the mood before you even step inside. Guests at Miss Gail's Inn swore to a floating woman drifting, soundless, through the corridors — and to a distinctly ill-tempered male presence that claimed Room 7 as his territory and made sure visitors knew it. Legend holds that a man was hanged from that backyard tree, and more than a few people have quietly connected that death to the grousing spirit upstairs. If they're right, the mood makes a terrible kind of sense.

Built during 1906–1907 as the American Hotel — Aztec's first — the brick building at 300 S. Main served travelers arriving by rail and stagecoach across the high desert of the San Juan Basin. It earned a place on the National Register of Historic Places in 1985, was refurbished in 1981, and later rebranded as Miss Gail's Inn before quietly converting to rental units. The record describes a sturdy, practical piece of frontier commerce; the legend inherited something considerably less practical.