Louisiana State Bank Building

Louisiana State Bank Building is a building in New Orleans, Louisiana. It has also been known as the Manheim Galleries building, from a longtime tenant. It is located in the French Quarter at the downtown lake corner of Royal Street and Conti.

It was the last structure designed by nationally prominent architect Benjamin H. Latrobe, who died from yellow fever in New Orleans.

It was declared a National Historic Landmark in 1983.

Immediately, adjoining the old Louisiana State Bank Building, 409 Royal Street, is a much older structure, that for eight (8) years was the town house of Jean Blanque, once a well-known figure in old New Orleans. Merchant, lawyer, banker, and legislator.

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