Curve in the Mississippi

Usage examples of riverbend.

And that was a real grand plantation house at Riverbend, they said, used to be pictures of it in the books even when it was all falling down.

This plantation was called La Victoire at Riverbend, and was known later simply as Riverbend.

Juhen moved out of the family home at Riverbend and spent some time in a flat in the French Quarter with a male companion of whom we know little except that he was from New York and rumored to be very handsome and devoted to Juhen in a way that caused people to whisper that the pair were lovers.

At Riverbend, in 1863, Juhen and Darcy and Katherine had a violent quarrel.

She never took part in the management of Riverbend, but left it all to Julien, who eventually put it in the hands of Clay and Vincent Mayfair and of paid overseers.

She seemed even a little confused when talking to local architecture students about who built Riverbend and when.

And Julien had started to move them from Riverbend to First Street as early as 1872.

She insisted she had to leave for Riverbend at once, that her grandmother lay dying.

He also bought Victor beautiful riding horses, and gave him exorbitant amounts of money The two spent days and nights together, traveled together to and from Riverbend, and to New York, and Victor often slept on the couch in the library at First Street, rather than retire to his room at the very back of the house.

That means he was grandfather of Angelique and the great-grandfather of Marie Claudette, who built Riverbend, and created the legacy which you administer for Deirdre now.

And gray-haired Marie Claudette with the little painting of Riverbend on the wall above her.

How he hated Julien, and all over the gunshot in 1843, when Julien had shot his father, Augustin, at Riverbend, Julien no more than a boy, Augustin a young man, and Tobias, the terrified witness, only a baby still in dresses.

No more the pastoral paradise of Riverbend, no more those who would work sorcery with evil spells and candles and chants, no more.

In a moment the vast dining room was still and the murals seemed as always to be closing in on us, ready to transport us out from under the plaster moldings and far away to the verdant fields of Riverbend which they so charmingly rendered.

We are the Mayfair family… a million leagues from where we were at Riverbend so long ago.