photo by Alice Lum |
In 1834, as the village of Greenwich experienced a boom in
development, a handsome Federal-style double house was built at Nos. 15 and 17
Barrow Street. The two mirror-image
homes, two and a half stories tall, featured Flemish bond brick and tall prim
dormers. A horse walk, or passageway to
the rear yards, tunneled through the center of the homes accessing the two
private stables.
The modest but attractive houses were constructed for Thomas
and Henry Cox, presumably brothers. Both
men were carters—the equivalent of today’s local truck drivers or
deliverymen. Thomas Cox lived at No. 17.
photo by Alice Lum |
Irish immigrant Michael Hallanan was a force in that change. The blacksmith had arrived in New York from
Galway, Ireland in 1861 and his fortunes took a turn when he invented a
vulcanite rubber horseshoe pad. The New
York Times would remark “His inventions proved not only profitable to himself
but a blessing to horses.”
In 1896 Conrad Schafer demolished No. 15 Barrow to construct
an imposing private stable designed by H. Hasenstein. The following year Michael Hallanan purchased
No. 17 and renovated it as his horseshoeing operation. An immense arched opening with double
carriage doors was installed that engulfed the basement and parlor floors and
the horsewalk became the entrance to the upstairs living quarters.
The demolition of half of the double house resulted in an odd window above the new entrance where the horsewalk had been -- photo by Alice Lum |
By 1901 he had leased No. 17 Barrow Street to Abraham J.
Norris while he moved his own operation to No. 186 West 4th Street,
just down the block. An idea of Hallanan’s growing real estate
holdings is evident in a petition signed by Norris and him that year. The men joined other businessmen in the
neighborhood seeking to have “the carriage way of West Fourth Street, from
McDougal street to Barrow street…repaved with asphalt pavement on concrete
foundation.” Norris listed No. 17 Barrow
as his address; Hallanan listed Nos. 186, 188 190, 194 and 196 West 4th
Street.
Abraham Norris was still leasing the building in 1917 and
living upstairs when he served as agent for the State Fair Commission’s
Division of Agriculture.
Hallanan did not attempt to match the brickwork when he created the large arched entrance. The origin of the coat-of-arms type decoration remains arcane. -- photo by Alice Lum |
By the time Hallanan died in April 1926 he had earned the
affectionate nicknames of the “Greenwich Village Blacksmith” and the “Father of
Sheridan Square.” The latter was due to
his influence in the naming of that park.
The 79-year old was the largest property holder on Sheridan Square.
Within two decades, the former blacksmith shop
was converted to a restaurant. And with its
new life another set of romantic Greenwich Village stories was born.
Popular lore suddenly made No. 17 Barrow Street the former
carriage house of Aaron Burr. And to
spice up the story, the building was haunted by the spirit, not only of Burr,
but of his daughter Theodosia. The
wonderful and spellbinding tale sidestepped the historic facts that Cox’s 1834
house was a residence, not a carriage house; and that it was built exactly
three decades after Burr fled New York.
Additionally, the educated and privileged Theodosia Burr would never
have visited a utilitarian structure filled with horses, hay and manure, let
alone haunt it.
With or without ghosts the latest restaurant (established here in 1973), One if By Land, Two
if By Sea, is a charming upscale restaurant that remains here four decades
later. Upstairs are two apartments. The nearly 200-year old house is perhaps
even more charming because of its Victorian alterations and the tall tales that
it tells.
Hah! Another local myth bites the dust. Thanks.
ReplyDeleteI actually saw this building being investigated on one of those paranormal tv shows. The team kept searching for evidence of Aaron Burr and Theodosia. I really wanted to tell them to give it up.
DeleteDoes anyone remember when this was a cozy village hangout called simply "17 Barrow"? Candles on old with e
ReplyDeleteI remember--17 Barrow was a restaurant in the 1950's and I loved coming here from my college days with a date. Planked steak. Fireplace and great ambience.
DeleteUnlike the article, the house was a restaurant when I ate there in 1946. As I recall it was a Russian restaurant, though I don't remember the name of it. What I recall is the borscht, the fireplace and a dog sitting by the fire. Years later it was named "17 Barrow St." and was extended to two stories.
DeleteYes, an inexpensive restaurant rented to restranteurs by my Uncle Walter Leo Conway who was wintering in FL.
DeleteI remember 17 Barrow as a mellow gay bar in the late 60's to mid 70's.
Deletewhen i was a tot i lived @ 8 barrow in the '50s; i loved the way the place (17) smelled and the staff would give me ice cream. an old woman would sell nosegays there in the evenings...
DeleteMy grandfather William Aloysius Conway bought 17 Barrow St. from Hallanan and shoed horses there for many years . He shoed horses for the fire department and other businesses but specialized in unruly horses. He had five children. In the waning days of the business ,he was interviewed by The Evening Sun, 6-4-1927 about his artisan workshop and again about the horseshoe he made for Lindbergh at the forge (6-11-1927) He was from Co. Mayo, Ireland. The family sold the house (restaurant) in the mid 60"s. Mr. Conway, blacksmith, is buried near his summer farmhouse, St. Stephen's in Warwick, New York.
ReplyDeleteI would be really interested in knowing more about your grandfather and possibly finding that interview. Could you possibly contact me? I write The Hoof Blog (hoofblog (dot) com). Thanks very much. Fran Jurga. Google should connect to me.
DeleteThe restaurant was called the 17. There was a bright horizontal sign that was visible walking down Barrow St. One If By Land is the most recent name at 17 Barrow Street.
ReplyDelete17 Barrow was the first gay bar I ever entered - early June 1967. Peanut shells on the floor type place. Someone there suggested walking up to the Stonewall. We did and I saw men dancing together for the first time.
ReplyDeleteI used to go to 17 Barrow, almost every Saturday night, from 1967-1970. Peanuts and hot guys. It was my Village home, packed with great memories.
ReplyDeleteDo you remember Carlo and Roger?
DeleteDoes anyone remember chef Angelo from those days in the 60s and 70s. He was my step fathers ‘cousin angelo’ and when I was a kid visiting my grand ma on bleeker street he was always over.
ReplyDeleteThe restaurant’s history never mentions its blacksmith days. The new owners do not have the horse carriage way as the current entrance to restaurant .
ReplyDeleteThere were hitching posts on the sidewalk years ago!