In 1896 Dom Eugenie Faria Ganzales de Teixeira, Marquis of
Aguila Branca arrived in New York City with his children and mother. Nothing
made Manhattan society giddier than a foreign title and the colorful Brazilian
would take the city by storm.
A year earlier builder-architects Horgan & Slattery had
paid J. Hamilton Hunt about $80,000 for the property at the southeast corner of
West End Avenue and 105th Street “for immediate improvement,” as
reported by the Real Estate Record & Builders’ Guide on March 10. Lavish mansions rivaling those on Fifth
Avenue were inching up Riverside Drive, one block to the west, and the
speculative developers intended to ride the coattails.
The Marquis had studied art and architecture in Brazil. He moved into Horgan & Slattery’s unfinished
mansion, announcing “that he would furnish the house at 918 West End Avenue
just like his palace in Brazil, except for the atmosphere left by the
personages of Dom Pedro’s other worthy descendants,” according to The New York Times a
few years later. “He painted his own
frescoes, designed his own windows, and even made models of the great iron
dragons that lent dignity to his front door.
He told of how his home would be the centre of Brazilian art and music
and culture.” The Marquis installed a
chapel in an upper room.
One visitor described: “The house, the interior of which the
Marquis designed, is a unique example of the art of the different periods, alternately
whimsical and fanciful. No counterpart
of it exists in New York.” Some art and
architecture critics would later agree that that was probably a good thing.
A contemporary account called the Marquis a “poet, linguist,
artist, architect, and scientist, with whose breezy career New Yorkers are
familiar.” He worked on completing the
house for months. Newspapers gossiped about
his fortune, estimating it at between $50 and $100 million. What was certain was that he had spent $50,000
on the West End mansion before furnishing it – about $1.5 million today.
The Marquis added to the financial mystique through his boasts
and self-applauding accounts of his lavish lifestyle in Brazil and of his being
closely related to former Emperor Dom Pedro II. But Teixeira soon discovered that publicly
announcing vast wealth attracted problems.
While work continued on the mansion, he met Carmen Domingo
whom The Times called “a Spanish woman of beauty, who listened to his story of
fabulous wealth, and told the story of her young life, in which she said that
she was engaged to a Mexican she did not love, and prayed the handsome young
Brazilian…to save her from unhappiness.”
The 33-year old Marquis did just
that. On January 14, 1897 the couple was
married. But before the year was up he
recognized that it was not his poetry, scientific knowledge nor sparkling
personality that had lured the senorita.
It was money.
In December 1897 a newspaper noted “There seems to be no
doubt that he is an extremely rich man, and that he had trouble at home,
apparently of a domestic character.”
Within a month, on January 4, 1898 and almost a year to the day after
the marriage, it was over. The New York
Times reported “a North Dakota court, after Teixeira had complained of a
conspiracy to get his wealth, divorced him from the beautiful Carmen, who in
the meanwhile had gone back to her native Barcelona.” Along with his wife, jewels and money
disappeared from the West End Avenue mansion.
It prompted The Times to somewhat flippantly remark later “a man stole
his wife and $70,000 of his money and got away with both.”
Meanwhile, the Marquis was dealing with other problems. On December 5, 1897 two “respectable-looking,
well-dressed men,” according to The Times, were arraigned on blackmail
charges. A month earlier Teixeira had
received a letter which read in part “I have information which concerns you
most vitally, and delay might make it too late to save you much annoyance and
disgrace.”
After a series of letters and undercover interviews, the men
were arrested. But the undoing of the
Marquis was underway. He continued to
recklessly spend as if his funds were unlimited. Following the sinking of the U.S.S. Maine in
Havana Harbor, he announced he would erect a church to the memory of the lost sailors. The Sacramento
Daily Union announced his intentions on April 18, 1898, adding “He is a
painter who has won distinction with his brush, an advocate of recognized
ability, a writer on many subjects, a multi-millionaire, the possessor of one of
the handsomest residences in the metropolis—which qualities and possessions
serve to give him rank in many circles.”
Rumors of Teixeira’s wealth continued to grow. The newspaper said “According to the reports
of friends, the Marquis is the richest man in the world. They say that he has $200,000,000 worth of
personal property, besides undeveloped gold mines, which, according to the same
authorities, are of exhaustless wealth, and boundless landed estates…His
present residence is at 918 West End Avenue, but he is building another home of
still greater magnificence on the same avenue.”
But while the gossip increased, the bankroll of the Marquis
dwindled. “The Marquis has been a mark
for all kinds of people,” said The Times.
Real estate operators manipulated him into purchasing six large
apartment buildings among other deals.
Because he did not speak English, he was easily duped. In June 1899 the newspaper said “No farmer
was ever led up against a bunko game to ‘produce’ more kindly or copiously than
the Marquis.”
“All this time he believed he was making money fast, and he
lived accordingly,” said the newspaper. “He
had bought the West End Avenue house for $50,000 and spent $40,000 fitting it up
in Oriental style and as much more in alterations. The coat-of-arms of his family is distributed
all over it, and his servants were dressed in Eastern costumes to match the
furniture. He gave many brilliant entertainments,
and at some of them appeared in robes like those worn by the Sultan of
Turkey. The real estate men with whom he
was dealing were appropriately submissive and unobtrusive, but they continued
to do business.”
Naïve in business matters, the tenants of Teixeira’s
apartment buildings were thrilled when he failed to ask for rent. Without that income, he was required to pay
the interest and payments on the real estate from his pocket. The
Times headline summed it all up in four words.
“De Teixeira’s Money Gone.”
“The Marquis accepts the situation with stoicism befitting
his costume as Sultan,” said the newspaper. “He
says he likes America and supposed all real estate operators to be honest.”
Teixeira and his children managed to stay on in the West End
Avenue mansion until 1903. Then, on March
11 “at 10:30 A. M. sharp,” the public auction began. The New York Times was not especially
impressed with the talents of the amateur architect and decorator, saying the
house “bears on its four corners and in other places evidences of his fantastic
tastes in the shape of hanging beacons with electric globes shining through
colored glass…In the second floor and floors above the [Turkish and Music] rooms,
while evidently rather garish in taste in their original decorations, are more
like the abodes of civilization, except for amateurish carvings of coats of
arms complicated with heraldic devices.”
After the mansion was stripped of its Chinese vases,
European oil paintings and bronze and marble sculptures, the house itself was
auctioned. It was purchased by “Mr.
Graham” for $67,500. Within a short
time he resold it to William C. Foster, who turned it over again in December
1904 to “a Mr. Cunningham.” The Times
reported that it “is said to have sold for about $60,000.”
Finally the house found a long-term owner. By 1910 the family of William Bentley
Quaintance called No. 918 West End Avenue home. Quaintance was an importer of “madras and
muslin piece goods and fancy nets” and spent a reported $20,000 on the
interiors. The family would remain in the mansion for
years; yet by 1914 when William Quaintance bought his new Cadillac motorcar,
things were changing on West End Avenue.
Grand mansions were giving way to upscale apartment houses. The family would stay on at No. 918
throughout the World War I years; but the end of the road for the opulent house
was on the horizon.
William’s sons entered the military. In 1920 25-year old Charles Linsey Quaintance
was a Second Lieutenant in the Aviation Section of the Signal Reserves Corps;
and his younger brother, Richard Edgecombe Quaintance, was a First Lieutenant
in the Field Artillery Section. On
November 27 that year the Record & Guide reported that their father had
sold the West End Avenue house to Joseph S. Ward.
Once again the mansion saw a rapid-fire series of
sales. Within two months Ward sold it to
Gustav Sandblom, who resold it a month later, in February 1921. By July it had been divided into apartment
suites; but its days were numbered.
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By 1925 the quirky mansion with the colorful past had been
razed and in its place stood a 15-floor apartment building designed by George Fred
Pelham.
You learn something new everyday and today I learned about this opulent townhouse a complete surprise to me. Very interesting and what a great entrance that had to be once you walked past the front doors.
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