In 1887 the three story brick home at No. 116 Waverley Place
had had a long string of upscale owners.
But none were as memorable as Anne Charlotte Lynch who lived here in
1845. She helped set the future tone of
Greenwich Village as a literary center with her weekly salons. Following the European trend, hers were
reportedly the first in America.
Some of the foremost writers of the day appeared in Anne’s
drawing room, including Fitz-Greene Halleck, Margaret Fuller, Herman Melville,
Horace Greeley, William Cullen Bryant and Bayard Taylor. It was here in 1845 that Edgar Allan Poe gave
the first public reading of his newly-published poem “The Raven.”
But when the children of John G. Warren, now deceased, sold
the old home to James Cunningham in April 1887, its fate was sealed. Cunningham, who lived next door at No. 114
Waverley Place, was a well-known real estate developer. He spent $2,000 on the property for which he had much
bigger plans.
Waverley Place was named in 1833 in honor of Sir Walter
Scott who had died the previous year. It
was the result of a petition by Greenwich Village admirers of the author and
his 1814 novel Waverley. By the time Cunningham purchased the old house, the second “e” was informally disappearing
and by the first decade of the 20th century would be gone forever.
In April 1891 architect Louis F. Heinecke filed plans for
Cunningham’s project—a “five-story and basement brick and stone flat.” The projected cost of the apartment house was
set at $20,000; or about $540,000 in 2016.
At a time when many “flat buildings” for middle class residents were
encrusted with a conglomeration of bearded faces, ornate terra cotta panels and
other decorations, the upscale Cecelia was refined and restrained. The Romanesque Revival brownstone base
featured a handsome portico upheld by polished marble columns and
pilasters. A quaint iron railing gave
the illusion of a balcony above.
The openings of the second floor, trimmed in brownstone,
were classically-inspired with Doric pilasters, entablatures and a single
triangular pediment. Ornament in the
higher stories included terra cotta panels and carved brownstone lintels. Above it all a complex, modillioned cornice
announced “Cecelia,” not only the building’s name, but that of its owner,
Cecelia Cunningham.
Among the first residents was Patrick McCabe, an Irish
immigrant who had made a name in New York politics in the past few decades. He had held many political offices including
City Marshall, Excise Inspector and Chief Clerk of the nearby Jefferson Market Courthouse.
McCabe suffered from diabetes and his condition became
serious toward the end of 1893. The New
York Times remarked “At one time Mr. McCabe weighed nearly 250 pounds, but he
was brought down by his illness to nearly 125 pounds.” He died in his apartment in the Cecelia on
Sunday night, March 18, 1894 and his funeral was held in St. Joseph’s Church on
Sixth Avenue three days later.
Another early resident was Dr. Dennis L. Shea. He was educated at New York University’s
Medical School and worked at St. Vincent’s Hospital before opening his own practice. On Valentine’s Day 1899 the 34-year old
married Anna J. Weeks. The newlyweds
moved to a brick home at No. 151 West 10th Street where they had a
daughter. Tragically, Dr. Shea
contracted meningitis a little over a year after their marriage and he died on
July 24, 1900.
Another physician in the Cecelia was Dr. J. H. O’Connell. His medical acumen was well-respected and
he was several times called upon by local officials. Such was the case in July 1897 when the new
Convict Labor Law was enacted. The law
replaced the former “forced labor” with “productive labor in the prisons”—the forerunner
of prison programs like license plate making.
Critics complained, somewhat surprisingly, that the new program resulted in
insanity. “Since the convict labor law
went into operation, causing much enforced idleness among the prisoners, there
has been a significant change for the worse both in the physical and mental
health of the convicts at the Kings County Penitentiary as well as in their
general conduct,” reported The Sun on June 21.
The newspaper said there “have been more attempts at suicide and more
violent outbreaks” than in any previous years.
Dr. J. J. O’Connor was appointed by a commission to look
into the sanity of the prisoners. On
July 20, 1897 he declared “no less than seven of them [were] maniacs.” The sub-headline in The Sun remarked “Idleness
Said to be One Cause.”
Like Patrick McCabe, O’Connell attended St. Joseph’s
Church. While Father Dennis P. O’Flynn was conducting
the 10:00 mass on December 16, 1900, he noticed that John Kennedy was breathing
heavily in the front pew. His head had
fallen back and his face had lost its color.
The 74-year old retired trucker lived on Morton Street with
his wife and two daughters. His doctors
warned him against excitement; but that morning he was afraid of being late for
church and had scurried down Sixth Avenue.
Without missing a beat in the mass, Father O’Flynn directed
Father Malony to help the old man into the vestibule. Dr. O’Connell followed. According to the New-York Tribune the
following day he “told Father Malony that Kennedy was beyond human help, and
the priest anointed the dying man and administered extreme unction.”
All the while the mass continued. At the end of the service Father O’Flynn
announced to the congregation that Kennedy had died.
James Cunningham seems to have overextended himself around this
time. In February 1904 the Emigrant Industrial
Savings Bank initiated foreclosure action against Cecelia Cunningham and later that year
not only was the Cecelia sold at auction, but so were the
Cunningham house at No. 114 and the house at No. 118, also owned by the couple.
Before 1932, when this photograph was taken, the old house at No. 114 where the Cunninghams had lived, had been converted to studios. from the collection of the New York Public Library |
The respectable tenants of the Cecelia were no doubt shocked
when the apartment of Thomas Butler was visited on April 8, 1905 by an
undercover detective. Law enforcement
was battling a rash of illegal gambling dens; among most popular being “handbook joints” where horse betting was carried on.
The following day The Sun reported that Acting Inspector
Hogan “turned up the collar of his overcoat and otherwise disguised himself as
a race player went to a place where he suspected a handbook was being run at
116 Waverly place. He was admitted
without suspicion, and he says that he got $5 down on a horse in the fifth
race.” Thomas Butler went to jail.
Dr. J. H. O’Connell was still in the building at the
time. In the summer of 1906 Father O’Flynn
was overcome by the heat while calling on a parishioner. “At first his condition was not regarded as
serious, but later general debility set in and his condition became alarming,”
reported the New-York Tribune on August 12.
O’Connell attended his parish priest; and declared on August 11 that “he
had little hope of his recovery.” Father
O’Flynn was given last rights.
At least two of the women living in the Cecelia added to the
independent and forward-thinking reputation of Greenwich Village females. In 1909 Minnie Kaufman was attending New York
University’s Law School; and sociologist Mabel Boyd was in the building for at
least two years between 1914 and 1916. Both women had ventured into nearly men-only professions.
Commercial illustrator Frederick J. Casavant, Jr., his wife
and two-year old son lived here as World War I drew to a close. A native of Brandon, Vermont, he had studied
at the Art Students League and was a member of the Illustrators Club. The Sun called him “among the best known of
the younger illustrators in the city.”
Casavant contracted pneumonia in winter of 1919 and died in
his apartment at the age of 32 on January 21. The Sun noted “Mr. Casavant
devoted himself to commercial drawing and to work for magazines.”
Casavant’s widow and son would have to find new
housing. The Real Estate Record &
Builders’ Guide reported five weeks later that Alexander J. Hammerslough has
purchased the Cecelia. “The house is to
be extensively improved into studio apartments with modern improvements for
occupancy about October 1.”
In 1930 Mrs. George King lived in a fifth floor apartment
here. Temporarily staying with her was her
niece, the 30-year old former Ziegfeld star, Allyn King. She had gained prominence when she was 20
years old and understudied Ina Claire in the Follies. Three years later she became a star in her
own right when she played in Ladies
Night.
But in 1927 Allyn King received a shock when her managers
forced her to resign, saying she had gained too much weight. She set forth on a drastic effort to lose
weight. According to The New York Times
later, “She then placed herself on a strict diet, eating for breakfast a thin
butterless slice of Graham toast, a glass or orange juice and a cup of black
coffee. For lunch she ate either an
apple or a pear, and her supper consisted of a few lettuce leaves and a tomato,
or a mixture of celery, spinach or olives.”
Allyn apparently expected immediate results, for when she
saw no visible weight loss in a few days, she resorted to reducing pills. Her
mother found her a few days later unconscious in her apartment on East 86th
Street.
The entertainer was placed in a private sanitarium in South
Norwalk, Connecticut where she remained for two years. Upon her release she came to her aunt’s
apartment on Waverly Place. Although
she seemed improved, her mother was cautious, saying Allyn was sometimes “moody”
and that “she was never permitted to go anywhere alone”
Nevertheless Allyn resumed her vocal training, taking two
lessons a week. Her vocal coach thought
she would be able to broadcast a short radio recital soon.
But her fragile condition turned tragic. On the morning of Saturday March 29, 1930
Georgia King noticed a rear window open.
She looked down into the rear courtyard and “saw a crowd gathered below,
around her niece’s huddled form,” wrote The New York Times. The newspaper gave the heartening news “She
will recover, it was said at Bellevue Hospital.”
The prediction proved overly-optimistic. Allyn King died in the hospital the following
morning. Her funeral on April 1 was
attended by more than 200 people, many of them well known names in the theater.
In 1934 Otto E. Krist and his wife were frantic when their
18-year old daughter, Louise, went missing.
Louise had “leanings toward poetry and music,” according to The Times,
and was last seen on June 1 after attending a Village “poetry party.”
The Missing Persons Bureau blanketed the Village and
surrounding areas with missing posters and her photograph was published in the
newspapers. Finally, on June 18, a
restaurant owner recognized Louise from the newspaper photo. Patrolman Robert Gleason approached her and
her older companion. After insisting
they were Mr. and Mrs. Robert White; Louise finally confessed her identity when
confronted with the photograph.
She had met “Prince” Childe de Rohan d’Harcourt at the
poetry party and for two weeks they had been living in cheap hotels and the
apartments of friends. The 38-year old,
of course, did not have a noble title; but he did have an extensive criminal
record.
Robert d’Harcourt was charged with seduction while Louise
vehemently professed their love. Calling
him “Count Dear,” she said they intended to be married and only the fact that
they had just $2 between them had so far prevented it. In the meantime, d’Harcourt said he had been
trying to borrow the cost of a marriage license and told reporters “that he was
the ‘supreme self’ and a genius”
Louise was arraigned in Woman’s Court on June 19; while her
prince appeared in the West Side Court.
The Krists apparently felt that the best thing for Louise was to simply
marry the man; her chances now of finding a suitable suitor were, frankly,
over. “Her parents,” reported The Times,
“who sought in vain to induce her not to talk to reporters, were said by the
police to favor the plan of an immediate marriage also.”
The Cecelia survived the 20th century with little
outward alteration. A most startling
renovation came in 2014 when it was converted to a 10,200-square foot single
family home, designed by architect Dirk Denison. With upscale amenities like a roof-top
swimming pool, it was placed on the market in 2015 for $35 million. It became more affordable when the price tag was reduced to $26.5 million early in 2016.
Irish-born Patrick McCabe would not recognize the renovated interiors. photo Brown, Harris, Stevens |
non-credited photographs by the author
Tom- do you have a sense of what the original layout of the apartments were?
ReplyDeleteThe stair hall, of course, was on the left side above the entrance. There were most likely two apartments per floor with the living rooms facing the windows, front and rear. But that is merely conjecture based on normal flat floor plans.
DeleteThere was one apartment per floor, with the living room in the front of the building—looking out to Waverly PL—and the kitchen a d dining room in the rear of the apartment—overlooking the courtyard, and bedrooms and single bath in the middle.
DeleteThat interior is downright tragic. By the way, did the runaway girl marry the "count?"
ReplyDeleteApparently not. When Louise refused to press charges of "seduction" against him, authorities sent him to Ellis Island for detainment awaiting deportation proceedings. He was charged with "violation of immigration laws."
DeleteI lived in the building during the summer of 1999. There was one apartment per floor, and my apartment had four bedrooms. It is likely one bedroom was created from part of the living room, and another bedroom was considered the dining room at one time. The living room did look over the street, and the kitchen was in the very rear of the building. It had never been renovated, so it was in very poor shape when I was there, with crumbling plaster throughout.
ReplyDeleteHi George, I'm writing about the history of this building, and the previous building at this address in the 19th century. If you would be up for chatting, that would be super helpful. You can reach me Jonah@tappingbones.com. Thanks!
DeleteJonah, I lived there in 1995. I can connect you with others with stories to tell! hilaryliftin [at] gmail [dot] com
DeleteI also lived there in the Fifth floor apartment- in 1999. Short stay overall and had the front bedroom most likely made from part of the living room. I had a view of the Empire State Building. And from the kitchen you could see The World Trade Center.
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