Beginning in 1840 the development of Washington Square, with
its fine brick-faced mansions, spilled onto the north side of Waverley Place
between MacDougal Street and Sixth Avenue.
Owners and developers hoped that homes on this block-long spur of
Washington Square North would enjoy the same esteem as those on the park
proper.
Holding its own with the
grandest mansions of Washington Square was the Cornelia Van Rensselaer house at
the northwest corner of Waverley Place and MacDougal Street. Four stories tall and 35-feet wide, the Greek
Revival residence featured limestone or marble trim, floor to ceiling parlor
windows, and an imposing presence. Cornelia’s
property stretched nearly half the block up MacDougal Street.
If the wealthy widow was
annoyed in 1845 when she appeared on the publicly-published List of Unpaid Personal
Taxes (she owed $88.77, or about $2,800 today), her irritation was not enough
to make her pay. The amount still showed
as unpaid on the city’s books in 1854.
The Van Rensselaer name was
among the oldest and most respected in the city. Cornelia busied herself with worthy causes
and while living here in 1847 was a “manager” of the Association for the Benefit of Colored
Orphans.
Gardiner Greene Howland also
came from a long American pedigree. This
grandfather, Joseph Howland, was born in Boston in 1749 and founded the shipbuilding firm of Joseph
Howland & Son. Howland’s father,
Gardiner Greene Howland, Sr., continued with the company and was a director of
the Bank of New York and actively helped build the Hudson River Railroad.
Young Howland married Mary
Grafton Dulany in 1856 and by 1863 they were living in the former Van Rensselaer
mansion. The
couple would have four children and Howland would become general manager of The
New York Herald.
Just two years later, in 1865, the house was
home to the Edward Robinson family. Robinson manufactured “haversacks and
knapsacks” as well as Springfield rifles.
The outbreak of civil war meant a potential boon for his company and in
August 1864 he received a contract from the Depot of Army Clothing and Equipage
for knapsacks.
A few months later Robinson
was accused of bribing an official to obtain the lucrative contract. On February 2, 1865 he countered “I have
always been a Union man, a member of the Loyal League, and have always
contributed to the cause of the Union, to the amount of many thousands of
dollars, having given in one check $10,000; I never paid and never will pay any
bribe or bribes to officials in order to get contracts or favors, but I am always ready to support the
Government in a proper way.”
That promise to support the
Government took a more personal form when Robinson’s son was drafted into the army
a few months later.
It may have been that Robinson
was leasing the mansion from Howard Henderson.
At any rate the Henderson estate still owned the property in 1871 when
(most likely to the shock of the surrounding residents) it was leased to New
York City “for use of Second District Police and Third District Civil Courts.”
Construction on what would
become the magnificent Jefferson Market Courthouse complex half a block away on
Sixth Avenue had just been initiated.
Therefore, as explained in The New York Times on September 28, 1871, ‘The
Court-rooms were removed to No. 101 Waverley-place, which was hired at a rent
of $6,500 per annum.” The rent would
rise to $8,000 by May 2, 1873, according to the Documents of the Board of Aldermen of the City of New York that
year.
Although the Aldermen approved
the rent increase; Assistant Alderman Geis, Chairman of the Committee on Law,
bristled, calling it “another fraud.” He
complained that city was paying for an empty building. On June 4, 1872, nearly a year before the
lease was renewed, he argued that the rooms were “leased for the use of the
Second District Police Court and the Third District Civil Court, but are now
unoccupied.”
In 1874 the city relinquished its
lease on the mansion and it became a high-end boarding house. Young
Thomas Burr Hoxsey, from Williamstown, Massachusetts, lived here while he
studied at Columbia College that year. Jacob
E. Sutterlin was boarding here in 1875 when he exhibited his “Universal Hand
Planing Machine” at the American Institute.
Other residents included
Thoams C. Ballard, manufacturer of window sashes; and Mrs. Belle Cole who
advertised in The Courier in 1881 as “soprano for Concert Engagements.”
Attorney Richard A. Springs
found himself in a sticky situation in 1880.
The Princeton graduate came from a well-known family in Charlotte, North
Carolina and was described by The New York Times as “a fine,
gentlemanly-appearing man.” In 1879 he met
a young woman who lived nearby at No. 35 East 9th Street, Emily
Hinde. The New York Times later
described her as “a tall woman, plainly dressed, with a severe cast of features.” Emily fell in love with
Springs.
When Springs did not return
the woman’s affections, she began stalking him and to “annoy him by using the
columns of the newspapers,” according to Spring’s friends. In February, 1880 after the frustrated lawyer
went to North Carolina—partly to visit family and partly to hide—Emily Hinde sued,
telling the Jefferson Market Police Court “she had been led astray under a
promise of marriage.” She claimed that
Springs had “run away to avoid arrest.”
On November 10, 1880 The New
York Times reported “The plaintiff had not ceased her pursuit of him, and on
Sunday last an advertisement was published in a daily newspaper offering a
reward of $100 for information as to his whereabouts.” The beleaguered attorney was brought back to
New York to stand trial. “Mr. Springs
will combat the prosecution to the end,” reported The Times. “The plaintiff is equally resolute.”
The boarding house was run by
Mrs. M. Van Riper in 1890. The lifestyle
of a proprietress of a high-class home like No. 101 Waverley Place was
relatively enviable. On June 16, 1890
The Evening World said “Mrs. Van Riper is in the habit of being served in her
room every morning before she arises with hot milk.” But on that particular morning things went awry.
The servant who brought Mrs.
Van Riper her hot milk was George Montreuil.
While she was distracted, Montreuil was busy stealing her things. “While she was drinking the milk, she
alleges, the servant gathered up a diamond breastpin, a pair of gold
eyeglasses, a diamond ring and three dresses.”
Later that morning she complained at the Jefferson Market Court that he
had made off with $300 worth of property.
Mrs. Van Riper’s boarders
included school teacher Joseph S. Taylor and physicians Emma Klein and W. E.
Forest. In addition to his private
practice, Forest was the physician for the Wetmore Home for Friendless Girls on
the south side of Washington Square Park.
Forest’s wide-range of cases
included the tragic instance of Italian immigrants Rosino Couzoniero and her
husband Peter on September 9, 1893. A saloon
keeper, Peter was about 39 years old and his wife ten years younger. They lived in rooms above the saloon at No. 25 South Fifth Avenue with
Peter’s sister. (South Fifth Avenue would later be renamed Thompson Street.)
On Friday, September 8
Couzoniero purchased mushrooms at the grocery store of Jerolino Demarco just down
the block from his saloon. “Mrs.
Couzoniero cooked them about 3 o’clock that day, and both ate heartily of
them. Mrs. Maria Antonia Negra, sister
of Couzoniero, tasted them, but has not suffered any ill effect,” said The
Evening World two days later.
The “mushrooms” were, in fact,
poisonous toadstools. “Early Friday evening the Couzonieros were
taken violently ill. Dr. Forest, of 101
Waverley place, was called in. He did
what he could to relieve them, but without success. After suffering terribly Rosino died this
morning. Her husband survived her but a
few hours,” reported The Evening World on September 11.
In the meantime, Demarco, the
grocer was sick and his brother and his partner were bedridden. “Both men are very ill and may die,” said the
newspaper.
In April 1894 a young British girl
living at the Home for Friendless Girls caused panic when she showed symptoms
of small pox. Dr. Forest sent her to New
York Hospital, which sent her to North Brother Island. On April 20, according to The Sun, “seven
physicians made a long examination of her case, and finally told her that she
had not got the small-pox and that she had better go home.”
Alice Morton was dismissed from
the hospital. “No clothing was given to
her except stockings and shoes. An
attendant gave her five cents, she said, after which she was brought to the
foot of East Twenty-sixth street on the department’s boat and turned adrift.”
Because the English girl did
not know the city, she became lost trying to find the Wetmore Home. “About 4 o’clock
yesterday afternoon the girl was found astray in the street up town. She was clad in her underclothing, a woolen nightgown,
stockings, canvas shoes, an old waterproof, and a hat. Her ankles, swollen by rheumatism, pained her
so that she could hardly walk.”
Two women brought Alice to the
Wetmore Home in a street car. Dr. Forest
was called again to examine her. And the
panic started all over again.
“Fearing that it might not be
safe to take the girl into the Home under the circumstances, Mrs. Lane at first
knew not how to dispose of her. Finally
she sent to the Mercer street station for advice, and Police surgeon John H.
Dorn was sent to investigate the case.”
He agreed with Dr. Deforest and Dr. Sangree, who had also been called
in, that the girl did not have small pox.
Nevertheless, “as a matter of precaution, he advised that the girl be
sent to an institution, so she was taken to Bellevue Hospital.”
Dr. Forest was still here in
1896, employing a 16-year old boy as his office boy. Harry Scott lived with his grandparents at
No. 349 West 20th Street. In
August that year Scott’s grandfather decided to move the family to the east
side. “The boy could not move on account
of his work, and consequently became despondent,” explained The Sun on August
30.
On August 29 Harry skipped
breakfast, saying he did not feel well.
He went to Dr. Forest’s office; but soon came home, bringing with him
what he told his grandmother was medicine and that he would soon be feeling
alright.
When his grandfather smelled
what he thought was ether, he opened Harry’s door. The boy told him it was merely an ingredient
in the medicine. “A
moment afterward a shot was heard, and the boy was found unconscious on hid
bed, with a wound in his left breast.
The revolver and an empty ether bottle were on the floor.”
When questioned at the
hospital why he had attempted suicide, he wrote on a piece of paper “Because my
grandfather went back on me, and for his sake.”
He later told police he really did not mean to kill himself, but
intended only to scare his grandfather.
As a marketing move, No. 101 Waverley Place
was now being called “The Park” in newspaper advertisements. In 1894 boarders were accepted “by day or
week” and ads offered “fine rooms, excellent table.” Still respectable, the boarding house
required references.
Among those boarding here at
the time were assistant minister William Northey Jones; H. C. De Lano, a “hydrographer”
for the City Department of Docks and Ferries (he earned a salary of $1,200 that
year); retired attorney Jonathan Sturges Ely; and George Mosley Clapp and his
wife. Clapp owned the Washington Iron
Works and during the Civil War had manufactured several iron-clad warships
called monitors.
As the turn of the century
came and went, Washington Square retained its refined residential nature. But the Waverley Place block was
changing. The house next door at No. 103 had
been demolished to be replaced by the 8-story Hotel Earle. Soon, No. 105 would go, doubling the hotel’s
side.
Nevertheless, the proprietors
of No. 101 struggled to maintain its high-end status. An advertisement on November 7, 1905 in the
New-York Tribune offered “Beautifully furnished steam heated rooms, single or
en suite; superior table; homelike surroundings, references.”
In July 1908 the Henderson
estate leased the house to Mrs. H. A. Johnson for $2,700. She marketed her boarding house with an
alluring advertisement. “Rooms
overlooking Square; table guests; parlor dining; excellent coffee, cream, fresh
fruits.”
No. 101 Waverley Place
received a splash of celebrity in 1912. William
F. Porter lived here with his daughter, Mary Louise Porter. Mary Louise had been born in White Haven,
Pennsylvania, 24 years earlier—the same year and in the same town in which
Bradley Wilson Kocher of the Detroit Tigers was born.
On May 15, 1912 The New York
Times announced “Bradley Wilson Kocher of the Detroit baseball team of the
American League took out a license in the City Hall yesterday to marry Miss
Mary Louise Porter.” The newspaper added
“The Detroits are playing a series with the Highlanders in this city.”
By now the end of the line for
the Van Rensselaer mansion was close at hand.
On September 9, 1916 The Real Estate Record & Builders’ Guide
reported that the Henderson Estate had taken out a $45,000 building loan on the
property. Within the year the mansion
was gone and in its place the rather mundane addition to the Hotel Earle,
called The Annex, was completed.
Awesome building , i love the annex, i think its Greek Revival , plenty of buildings like this in DC
ReplyDeleteNever understood NYC zoning that would allow a commercial structure of such height to muscle it's way onto a residential block like that, looking completely out of place. No wonder so many blocks and neighborhoods changed so radically if intrusions like that hotel or an apartment could so easily be constructed.
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