The Beauregard-Keyes House- Patrons to the museum have reported that after closing one evening they stayed to take photos of the house. When the photos were developed there were some mysterious unexplainable images in them. In the pictures there appears to be two civil war era soldiers standing in front of the window looking out. The guests were sure that no other people were in the museum at the time that the photos were taken. This former hotel was also the site of a mafia massacre. It is said that at times you can smell gunpowder and hear gunshots in the garden area of the hotel.
The Sultans Ghost-This ghost is one of New Orleans most famous ghosts. He is said to roam the halls of the four story house located at 716 Dauphine Street. The house is situated on the corner of Dauphine and Orleans Avenue. The Sultan was from Turkey. He rented the house from the owners, the La Prete family, for his large family and harem. It is said that he was a dangerous and cruel man who was not above kidnapping women off the streets of New Orleans and torturing them into submission and then adding them to his harem. One afternoon the Sultan met his fate in a cruel and hideous manner and so did everyone in his household. It has been recounted through the years what took place that afternoon as seen by a neighbor. The neighbor was strolling down the sidewalk beside the house when she noticed blood draining from the building. She immediately contacted the authorities who in turn broke down the door. Upon entering they discovered a gruesome scene. Body parts and blood were everywhere. Every member of the household had been murdered but the Sultan was no where to be found. Only later did they discover his body in a shallow grave behind the house. He had apparently been buried alive. No one was ever charged with these murders. Several different stories circulated for months after the murders but nothing was proved. It remains one of the city’s most intriguing mysteries. To this day it has never been solved.
The Ghost of Lucinda Randle- Lucinda Randles husband was the Reverend Howard Randle. He was an extremely adulterous man with no regard for his wife. He kept many mistresses to Lucinda’s despair. Everything she tried, to keep her husband faithful, failed. Her last resort was Voodoo. She visited the office of a local witch doctor and bought a potion that would make him impotent. The next morning she emptied the potion into his coffee. When he began to drink she became upset and confessed that she had poisoned him. After wailing and crying for some time, Howard was convinced that he was going to die shortly. Overwrought with guilt she fell to her knee’s and begged for him to kill her. She said that she could not bear to go on living without him and told him that at least they would be together in the afterlife. Believing that he would soon die he agreed to her request. They went out to the river and sat down on the bank. Lucinda laid her head in his lap with her face turned up so she could see him and then closed her eyes. Howard withdrew a knife from his pocket and slit her throat with it. Naturally, he did not die but he did spend the rest of his life in prison for the murder. Legend says that she still wanders at the rivers edge waiting for him to join her.