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"I'm Not
Afraid of
Ghosts!
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Looking across the stretches of picturesque Beverly Hills from the end of the
gardens of Falcon Lair, Valentino's residence. Harry Carey, the new
occupant of the estate, is standing at the fence. Rudy's trees appear to
be nodding to each other.
THE Haunted House of Benedict Canyon is no more. The Ghost of Rudolph Valentino is laid. Harry Carey is living in Falcon Lair — unmolested. Since that fatal day in August, 1926, when Rudy breathed his last and went on to other worlds, his home high on the side of Benedict Canyon, overlooking Beverly Hills, has been unoccupied by mortals.
Its lone tenant was said to be the ghost of the great Sheik.
I say that because strange tales have traveled about Hollywood of still stranger events in Rudy's house on the hill.
A SHADOWY Thing has been seen strolling about the beautiful Italian garden and a White Specter has been reported as roaming through the glens behind the house. They said it was Rudy.
Says Harry Carey, moving into the Haunted House" of Rudolph Valentino
By DICK HYLAND
SPECIAL PHOTOGRAPHS BY STAGG
Unearthly noises have been heard at night and upon dark days in and around Falcon Lair; unfathomable lights have suddenly flared from nowhere and died as quickly as they came. They said it was Rudy. Seances have been held in his favorite room. Unreasonable happenings have been witnessed.
A figure in the costume worn by Rudolph Valentino
in the. "Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse"— had joined the circle. They said it was Rudy.
REAL ESTATE agents have tried for years to lease ■ or sell Falcon Lair. They could' do so with every other home in Beverly Hills. But not with this one. Something prevented them. They said it was the ghost of Rudolph Valentino.
So when Harry Carey, just returned from eight months in the heart of mysterious and dark Africa, where "Trader Horn" was being filmed, asked that he be found a home in or near Beverly Hills, the agents refrained from mentioning Falcon Lair.
But Harry could not be satisfied with the usual run of houses. Living for years on his ranch he was accustomed to plenty of elbow room about him. He loves to ride his horses. He needed a place with stables.