Royal Street, New Orleans

And I had a gig working with him, and that was great.

And then, uh, yeah, so I was- found myself back in New Orleans, and, uh, I was like, "Ah, sh- I gotta make some money." So I went to busk on Royal Street.

I was like, "You know, maybe I'll make, like, 20 bucks and see, you know, enough to buy some food and figure out what the hell I'm gonna do here."

Yeah.

Yeah

... like, get your voice warm while kinda not that many people are out there.

And then when people start showing up, you know, for anybody that doesn't know, Royal Street gets real busy.

Uh, you start playing for a lot of people pretty cl- quick.

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The Hotel Monteleone is at 214 Royal Street, a block off Canal, the tallest building in the French Quarter by a long way, a white bea- arts tower above a neighborhood of two-story Creole townhouses.

Antonio Monteleone was a shoemaker from Contessa Entellina, a village in the mountains of western Sicily.

He arrived in New Orleans around 1880 and opened a cobbler's shop on Royal Street.

New Orleans had the largest Sicilian population in America then.

That's kind of a crazy fact.

It doesn't appear to be a great marriage.

In 1831, Delphine bought property at 1140 Royal Street, which she managed in her own name.

Her husband wasn't really involved in that property other than sleeping there, at least sometimes.

And this might seem strange for a woman in the 1830s, but New Orleans was different than the rest of the United States at that time.

All these cultures coming together.

And so Delphine had a good bit of independence that women maybe in other parts of the United States wouldn't have had.

So she purchased this property on the corner of Royal Street and Governor Nichols Street.

And when she bought it, it was unfinished.

That is our jam

Right? Uh, on Royal Street, one particular coffee house was the Sazerac Coffee House, where they served toddies made with rye whiskey and Peychaud's Bitters.

Did I say that right, Peychaud?

Peychaud, yeah.

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For more information, or to volunteer, please visit LibriVox.org. Recording by Aaron Lillis The Haunted House in Royal Street by George Washington Cable Part 1 As it stands now

nowWhen you make that much-talked-of visit to New Orleans, by all means see early whatever evidence of progress and aggrandizement her hospitable citizens wish to show you.

New Orleans belongs to the living present and has serious practical relations with these United States in this great living world and age.

And yet I want the first morning walk that you two take together and alone to be in the old French Quarter.

Go down Royal Street.

You shall not have taken many steps in it when far down on the right-hand side, where the narrow street almost shuts its converging lines together in the distance, there will begin to rise above the extravagant confusion of intervening roofs and to stand out against the dazzling sky a square latticed remnant of a belvedere.

You can see that the house it surmounts is a large solid rectangular pile and that it stands directly on the street at what residents call the upper river corner, though the river is several squares away on the right.

[laughs] That is our jam.

Right? Uh, on Royal Street, one particular coffee house was the Sazerac Coffee House, where they served toddies made with rye whiskey and Peychaud's Bitters.

Did I say that right, Peychaud?

Peychaud, yeah.