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 - in an In Louisiana, fog from the bayous can...
in an In Louisiana, fog from the bayous can turn the Spanish moss into shaggy beards on swamp cypress. Giant oak trees and moonlight cast a spectral spell on plantations that are ghosts of another era. Countless of these columned columned mansions are open to visitors, and several come complete with live-in phantoms. phantoms. Near Vacherie, a tangled jungle of vegetation marks where Valcour Aime's "Petite "Petite Versailles" once stood. The gardens of this plantation plantation boasted plants and trees from three continents which were tended by a Parisian gardener and 30 slaves. Today the house is gone, the gardens are heavy with neglect, and an unidentified spirit haunts the grounds. Perhaps it is the soul of Valcour Valcour Aime, who died an embittered hermit after the death of his only son. Strange things have happened happened for generations near the state's capital of Baton Rouge. Here the Mississippi River turns a moody, somber brown in the moonlight, and the mist sometimes envelops the 10-foot-high levees. On the outskirts of the city, the empty shell of the Cottage Cottage Plantation, which burned in 1960, casts a ghostly ghostly spell on the land. Broken columns pierce the snarled undergrowth of this plantation plantation which once hosted the Marquis de Lafayette and other notables. Only Mr. Holt, the spectra] secretary of a former owner, still walks the vine-covered ruins. The image of Holt, who in his later years became deranged and hoarded bits of bread in a trunk, was caught on camera -- peering through a parlor window -- in 1940, 50 years after his death. A French governess in a black dress and a green bonnet roams the Myrtles Mansion, near St. Francisville, Francisville, La., lifting mosquito nets on beds and peering into sleeping faces. Sometimes, the spirit of a baby cries in its bedchamber until a lamp is lit. Across the Mississippi, at New Roads, La., the gentle .spirit of Julie de Ternanl strolls down the wide alley of current of the Gulf of Mexico laps at Louisiana marshes. It is here that the ghost of Henry Clay, the famous orator orator and politician, comes to haunt Oaklawn Manor, near Franklin. Citrus groves and fishing villages dot this region, region, and Cajun descendants of the Acadian immigrants have retained their belief in spirits as well as some colorful colorful folkways. Louisiana offers more than ghosts for the curious visitor. It also is the home of American American "voodoo." The witchcraft witchcraft religion imported from Larger than a dog, this phantom is to rise to the surface, stcim and disappear disappear again into the murky depths ancient cedars at Pariange, one of the state's oldest and loveliest plantations. Julie died beneath these trees on her wedding day, when her ambitious mother ignored her love for a neighbor and forced her to marry a French nobleman. Wearing her nuptial dress, she is said to return on moonlit nights. Further inland, near Alexandria, Alexandria, the spirit of a child risjjs from the cemetery to dance under a full moon in the pasture at St. Maurice Plantation. Indoors, unseen spirits turn the pages on calendars and make rattling noises. To the south, the warm the West Indies by slaves still flourishes. South of New Orleans is voodoo country. Around the marshes at Buras, trappers and fishermen still consult the "remedy man" rather than trained physicians. Voodoo undercurrents also are strong in New Orleans' French Quarter. Believers still knock three times on Marie Levaux's tomb and mark this high priestess of voodoo's vault with hexes in St. Louis Cemetery. Voodoo "gris gris" -- potions and hexes -- are included in the Pharmacie Francaise's display display of ancient cures. On Bourbon Street, the Voodoo

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  1. Tucson Daily Citizen,
  2. 21 May 1977, Sat,
  3. Page 38

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