photo by Alice Lum |
In the decade following the Civil War architect and builder
John McCool threw himself headlong into the rapid development of the Upper East
Side near the newly completed Central Park.
The developer purchased long rows of building plots in the 60s and 70s
and erected brownstone rowhouses intended for the financially-comfortable
merchant class.
Among his speculative developments was a row of 10
townhouses stretching from No. 115 to 133 East 64th Street, between
Park and Lexington Avenues. Construction
began in 1876 and was completed a year later, resulting in handsome (if not exceptional)
brownstone-clad neo-Grec homes. Unfortunately
for McCool, his overly-ambitious projects collided with the long-lasting Financial Panic of
1873. By the time the East 64th
Street row was completed, he was in dire financial trouble.
On April 4, 1878 the New-York Tribune noted that twelve of
John McCool’s creditors were seeking to “throw him into bankruptcy.” By summer it was all over for the real
estate developer. His total liabilities
totaled a staggering $2,757,391—more than $56 million today. On June 22, 1878 the Tribune reported on his
bankruptcy.
Among the brownstone houses along the row was No. 121 East
64th Street, which became home to attorney Herman Joseph and his
family around 1889. Joseph had taken a
position with Samuel Hirsch, a well-known attorney at No. 315 Broadway where he
received his hands-on legal training; finally graduating from New York
University Law School in 1877.
By the time the turn of the century approached, he had
established himself as a specialist in commercial law and an authority on
bankruptcy. Politically-active, he was
known as a “Tammany Hall Democrat” and was a member of the Progress Club, the
Bnai Brith Club, and Algonquin Club. His
charitable nature resulted in his sitting on the boards of the Mount Sinai
Hospital, the Hebrew Orphan Asylum, Montefiore Home for Incurables, the Home
for the Aged and Infirm and the Passover Relief Association.
In 1898, at the age of 42, Herman Joseph was appointed by the
new mayor, Robert Anderson Van Wyck, to the post of Justice of the
Municipal Court. The Tammany Times said
on July 17, “Among the new appointments of Mayor Van Wyck none is more popular
than the well-known and deserving Democrat, Judge Herman Joseph.” Perhaps surprisingly, considering Joseph’s
age, the political newspaper explained “It is said that the reason why Mr.
Joseph gave up a lucrative practice for the position of Justice of the
Municipal Court is that he is by reason of delicate health, unable to cope with
the requirements physically of his profession.”
Judge Herman Joseph -- The Tammany Times, July 17, 1898 (copyright expired) |
As it turned out, Judge Joseph’s “delicate health” did not
deter him from hearing and ruling impartially and, at times, rigorously. If physical requirements prevented him from
continuing his legal practice, they did not prevent him from carrying out
investigative jurisprudence.
In May 1904 the judge was presented with the case of damages
to a White Clover Dairy Company truck.
George A. Young had driven his milk wagon along 124th
Street on October 19, 1903 when a low-hanging branch ripped the canvas top off
the truck. The dairy sued the city for
the $155.80 cost to repair the wagon.
Counsel for the city argued that the branch did not hang low
enough to damage a vehicle. So Judge
Joseph packed up his entire courtroom staff including the stenographer,
affidavit clerk, chief clerk and court officer and declared that court would be
held on May 14 on the brownstone steps of the house at No. 308 East 124th
Street.
Because the court case was being held in the open air, the
judge permitted reporters to wear their hats.
George Young appeared with the repaired truck, and a make-shift courtroom
was established on the stoop. Just as
the case was about to commence, Judge Joseph was infuriated by the arrival of a
street sweeper.
“Taking his place on the second step of the brown stairs,
Justice Joseph declared court open. A
street sweeper in duck uniform came down the street making a furious dust with
his broom,” reported The Evening World later that day.
“’Evict that man from the court,’ demanded the Justice of
Court Officer Moran. The white-wing was
summarily chased a half block.”
After the rival attorneys presented their cases, Joseph
ordered the driver to recreate the incident. “The limb struck the top and was carrying it
away when Moran and a dozen other coppers grabbed the horse and threw it back
on its haunches,” said The Evening World.
“’Do you think the city wants to pay for another top?’ demanded Moran.”
The city’s lawyer brushed off the demonstration, saying that
the repaired wagon was taller than it was before the accident. With judicial wisdom the judge ordered “Get a
tape measure and we will find out.”
Since no one had a tape measure, a policeman was sent to a
store. “Court took a recess in the
interim and everyone smoked. Every
window up and down the street was filled with heads watching the unusual court
proceedings,” said the newspaper.
No doubt to the city attorney’s dismay, the wagon measured 7
feet, 9 inches high; while the damaged wagon was 8 feet, 4 inches. “The city has lost its case,” declared Herman
Joseph.
The house on East 64th Street was the scene of
joyful entertainment on April 11, 1909 when the Judge and his wife gave a
reception to announce the engagement of their daughter, Rose, to Richard
Bauer. Perhaps it was Rose’s leaving the
house the prompted the couple to sell No. 121 two months later.
Dr. Paul W. Kimball purchased the old brownstone, putting
the deed in his wife’s name. By now
wealthy homeowners were either razing the outdated rowhouses or radically
renovating them into modern residences. Immediately
upon purchasing No. 121 Dr. Kimball and his wife planned their own renovations.
On June 15, 1909 The Sun reported “Plans have been filed for
enlarging the three story and basement residence at No. 121 East Sixty-fourth
street and making it over into an American basement dwelling.” The newspaper noted that the chosen architect
for the project was Donn Barber.
Barber’s alterations resulted in the stoop being removed and
the entrance lowered to street level.
The original doorway on the parlor floor was remodeled as a window. While the renovations did not totally mask
the Victorian brownstone, they provided the Kimballs with a more modern
American basement design.
Dr. and Mrs. Kimball would stay in the house for nine
years. In the meantime, on October 25,
1917, a socially-significant wedding took place in St. Thomas Church on Fifth
Avenue—that of J. Theus Munds and Elsie Welsh Saltus. The ongoing war in Europe was reflected in the wedding
party. The New York Times reported that “One
of the ushers in the army khaki and another in the blue uniform of the navy
broke the usual monotony of the ushers’ dress.”
The Sun advised readers that “Mr. Munds is a son of the late
Mr. and Mrs. James Dickson Munds of Wilmington, N.C., and a grandson of Mrs.
Louis Nicholas de l’Aigle of the Georgia family of that name.” The bride, it reported, “was one of the
debutantes of last winter…She is fond of outdoor life and is prominent in the
younger contingent in the Cedarhurst colony, where she is a member of the
junior polo team.”
The newlyweds moved in to No. 470 Park Avenue where their
frequent entertainments were noticed by society page columnists. But within a year they would be in the market
for a permanent home.
In September 1918 Dr. Kimball sold No. 121 East 64th
Street to Frederick J. Sterner. The
architect had already made a reputation of purchasing old Victorian brownstones
and transforming them into Mediterranean, neo-Gothic and Tudor fantasies. If he anticipated a similar project for the
Kimball residence, he soon changed his mind.
One month later, on October 24, he resold the houses to the
Munds. The deal prompted The Sun to say
he “made a handsome profit on the transaction.”
Indeed, he had done well. In the
four weeks he owned the house he made $8,000 on the sale—a tidy $85,000 or so
in today’s dollars.
Two entrances provided separate access to servants (left) and family and guests--photo by Alice Lum |
Like the Kimballs, the Munds had renovations in mind—but theirs
would be far more sweeping. The couple
commissioned James E. Casale to completely revamp the old home. The architect transformed the neo-Grec façade
to a neo-Tudor fantasy. A full story
under a pointed gable was added and the building slathered in rough
stucco. A romantic two-story oriel at
the second and third floors was roofed in slate shingles, and six tall, arched
windows clustered together behind a stone balustrade at the second floor. The outmoded Victorian now emerged as an
up-to-date Edwardian residence—inside and out-- fit for the socially-active
couple.
Elsie Saltus Munds is dressed for the Patriot's Ball the year the couple moved into their new home -- photograph Arts & Decoration, March 1920 (copyright expired) |
The renovations were complete early in 1920 and by April it
was ready to receive guests. On April 5
The Sun noted that “Mr. and Mrs. J. Theus Munds will give a reception in their
new home, 121 East Sixty-fourth street, on next Saturday afternoon.”
The Munds dining room opened onto a glass-covered courtyard -- photo Architectural Forum, September 1921 (copyright expired) |
The Saturday afternoon reception would be just the first of
many entertainments in the renovated house.
The same year that the couple moved into the house they celebrated the
birth of their son, James Theus Jr.
photo by Alice Lum |
One of Elsie Saltus Munds’ most prominent social roles came
in 1922 when she was named chairman of the Victory Ball. The socially-important event was organized to
raise funds for “those who are still suffering from the effects of the war and
for whom no armistice has been signed,” as explained in the New-York Tribune.
Only a few years after their extensive renovation of No. 121
the Munds moved to No. 15 East 61st Street. The house on East 61st Street would become home
to Walter Naumburg and his wife Elsie.
The Naumburg name was well-known in New York for the family’s
appreciation and support of music. In
1905 Naumburg’s father, banker Elkan Naumburg, funded free concerts in the
Central Park’s cast iron pagoda-style bandstand.
By 1912 the old bandstand had become inadequate and Elkan Naumburg
donated a new structure. After his
death, sons Walter and George took up the cause and continued the free
concerts.
Like his father, Walter Naumburg was a banker. After his retirement in 1931, he devoted his
life to music and philanthropy. The
house on East 64st Street would regularly be the site of impromptu musicales as
the Naumburgs’ guests brought their instruments with them.
“Friends, including some professionals, used to gather at my
home on Wednesday nights and play the great quartets and quintets—the Beethoven
Quartet 135 in C sharp, the late Brahms chamber pieces, things like that,” he
later told a reporter.
As Elsie Naumburg grew ill in early 1953, Walter put
down his cello, never to play again. The
73-year old Elsie Binger Naumburg died in New York Hospital in January
1954. The remarkable woman was a
research fellow on the staff of the department of birds at the American Museum
of Natural History. Although she was a
well-known ornithologist, she shared Walter’s interest in music, holding the
posts of secretary and treasurer of the Naumburg Musical Foundation and the
chairman of the board of An Hour of Music, Inc.
Elsie Naumburg had written a report, “The Birds of Matto Gross,
Brazil,” on the ornithological finds of Theodore Roosevelt’s Brazilian
expedition.
Following Elsie’s death, Walter Naumburg wistfully remembered the musical evenings in the house and told a New York
Times reporter, “I still have the cello my father gave me with I was 17. It had once belonged to the last King of
Hanover.” He continued to live in the house at No. 121
East 64th Street until his death on October 17, 1959 at the age of
91.
photo by Alice Lum |
In 2013 the wonderful neo-Tudor home was listed for just
under $13 million. In its listing the
realtor suggested that “if it feels too collegiate-Gothic, just rip out the
heavy wood paneling.”
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaargh......."too collegiate Gothic........just rip out the heavy wood paneling"....?!?!
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