photo by Alice Lum |
When Aaron Burr left this elegant mansion, Richmond Hill,
north of the city on the morning of July 11, 1804 it signaled the end of
elegant dinners and diplomatic receptions in the grand home. Built in 1760 for British Major Abraham Mortimer,
the estate was used briefly by Washington during the war and had been the Vice
Presidential mansion for John Adams before Burr purchased it.
Burr had entertained lavishly here. But with the fatal shooting of Alexander
Hamilton, that would abruptly cease. On
July 27, 1804 a New York newspaper reported that “Mr. Burr since the
perpetration of his crime…departed for the southward, probably for South
Carolina.”
John Jacob Astor acted swiftly to procure what he recognized
as valuable real estate in the path of the advancing city. He purchased the lease on the land from
Trinity Church for a staggering $140,000. The lease on the mansion cost him
another $25,000. Astor immediately
dissected the landscaped grounds with streets and building plots. Middle- and upper-middle class brick homes in
the fashionable Federal style began cropping up, creating a new, comfortable residential
neighborhood.
By the middle of the 1820s the streets, now lined with homes, teemed with playing children and busy residents. Among the new houses was No. 13 Vandam
Street. Constructed in 1825 it was very
much like its neighboring residences.
While some of the similar houses had more ornate doorways and added
architectural touches; No. 13 was simple and straight-forward. The two-and-a-half story dwelling sat over a
stone English basement. Above the simple
cornice one or two prim dormers pierced the pitched roof. The deep entrance sheltered an eight-paneled
door under a leaded overlight. A
handsome wrought iron fence decorated with palmettes joined delicate openwork newels
at the stoop.
Before long the house was home to Mary Ann Hawkins,
president of the headquarters of the American Female Moral Reform Society. Founded in 1834, the organization had as its
foremost goal the elimination of prostitution.
The members—who came from all
social strata—recognized that
chambermaids, milliners, servants and other low-paid workers were turning to
prostitution simply to survive. At this
time there were an estimated 10,000 prostitutes in the city.
The determined women recognized that men where a large part of the problem. They lobbied the State Assembly to make it
illegal for men to patronize prostitutes.
They threatened to publish male patrons’ names in the Society’s
semi-monthly periodical, Advocate of Moral Reform. And the righteous women marched into brothels
in the seediest sections of the city to pray for the prostitutes and their
clients.
By 1840 the Society had 445 auxiliary branches and the
Advocate of Moral Reform had over 20,000 subscribers. And then scandal struck.
The Advocate of Moral Reform was published by the Reverend Charles Yale.
On Tuesday July 6, 1841 Mary Ann Hawkins called an urgent meeting of the
Society in the Vandam Street house. “A
full and punctual attendance is requested,” she wrote, “as business of
importance will come before the meeting.”
The “business of importance” was the explanation of the recent firing of Reverend Yale. The Advocate
noted “Circumstances connected with the course of the late Publishing Agent,
Charles Yale, so far shook their confidence in his moral fitness for the station
he held, that they considered a thorough investigation of the books and
accounts of the office imperiously demanded.”
The pious minister had been embezzling Society funds. “Perfect integrity and uprightness of heart
and action, are absolutely essential in one who holds such a trust—and where
these are, or seem to be wanting, confidence must of course be withheld,” said
Hawkins.
While had scandal visited the door of the American Female Moral
Reform Society in the form of a man, four years later it would appear again in the shape of a woman. In November 1845 Mrs. Ruth Beatty, the
treasurer, was accused of misappropriating funds intended for a school in the
Sandwich Islands. Mrs. Beatty had been
entrusted with $772 of which $327 was missing.
But despite the scandals, the Society pressed on. In the
1850's its middle-class members had become experts on the social problems
effecting working-class women including working conditions, housing and
homeless children.
As the century came to an end the family of John McKnob was
living at No. 13. It was about this time
that a full third floor was added along with a robust Victorian cornice. Plain, flat lintels contrasted slightly with
the originals. The McKnobs were
followed by John H. Holder and his wife Mary.
The parlor was the scene of Mary’s funeral on Monday morning, March 9,
1914, followed by a requiem mass at the nearby St. Anthony’s Church.
No. 13 (left) is separated from its near-mirror image neighbor by an unusually broad "horse walk" or passage to the rear yards, seen here in 1932 -- photo NYPL Collection |
When William Sloane Coffin purchased the house, he converted
it to apartments. Coffin sold No. 13 in
June 1922. The house was listed by the
Buildings Department as “bachelor apartments” with a warning that the men were
not to be cooking. “Cooking in more than
two of the apartments will render this building liable to immediate vacation by
the Tenement House Department.”
By 1938 No. 13 had sprouted a fire escape and its next door neighbor had been severely altered for commercial use. -- NYPL Collection |
As New York City did what it does best—tear down buildings
to build new ones—it somehow mostly ignored little Vandam Street and its neighboring
blocks laid out by John J. Astor a century earlier. Two years after sculptor Mrs. Stick opened
her gallery in No. 13 with her husband, Hugh, the Landmarks Preservation
Commission designated it part of the Charlton-King-Vandam Historic District. “To walk these streets is as delightful and
unexpected a step into the past as to walk up Cheyne Row in London,” it noted.
Now a two-family house, No. 13 Vandam retains its original
wrought iron fencing and newel, its handsome old door and all of its charm.
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