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Thursday, July 7, 2016

The Rhine and The Kaiser -- Nos. 1716-1722 2nd Avenue



In 1876 Gertrude Rhinelander married stockbroker Francis Waldo.  It was apparently a marriage sparked by love.  The new husband of the 39-year old heiress had lost everything in the Financial Panic of 1873.  Tragically, Francis died just two years after the wedding.

Gertrude is best remembered for the massive mansion she erected at the southeast corner of 72nd Street and Madison Avenue (in which she never lived; but left empty to be repeatedly ransacked until her death in 1914).  The young widow thrust herself into real estate development, a tradition among the Rhinelander family, and on July 31, 1886 the Real Estate Record & Builders’ Guide reported on her plans for a five-story “brick flat with stores” at the northeast corner of Second Avenue and 89th Street.

The project for Nos. 1716-1718 Second Avenue would quickly expand when Gertrude acquired the two abutting 25-foot plots at Nos. 1720-1722.  Architects Lamb & Rich were given the commission to design two matching apartment buildings.  Each was projected to cost $70,000; in the neighborhood of $2 million in 2016.

Gertrude dubbed the new structures The Rhine (Nos. 1716-18) and The Kaiser (Nos. 1720-22) with a nod to the Rhinelander family’s German roots.  Completed in 1887, their Romanesque Revival façade gave the impression of a single structure.  While Lamb & Rich incorporated the expected elements of the style—arched openings with dramatic eyebrows which terminated in fearsome heads, beefy medieval entrances and brick corner quoins, for instance—there were surprises.  Cast metal spandrel panels of medallions with delicate flowing ribbons and a unique maze-like pattern of brickwork at the second story distinguished the buildings.

The corner store was originally leased to Spies Bros. “household furniture;” but by the mid-1890s it was home to O. Carlstedt’s drugstore.  In September 1898 Theodore Niedlich, who had been manager of another drugstore, at Second Avenue and 82nd Street, bought Carlstedt’s pharmacy.

In the meantime, A. Schwab, Jr. operated his barber shop in the store at No. 1718 for years.  As late as 1908, when it was used as the “Republican” polling place, a barber shop was here, although under different ownership. 

While most of Gertrude R. Waldo’s tenants were respectable working-class immigrants, at least a few were not so upstanding.  On January 24, 1892 The Sun reported “There was an exceedingly lively time last night in a flat at 1,720 Second avenue.”  The article explained that “the top floor rear is occupied by a German woman who calls herself Freda Burton.  She is a blonde 24 years old, dresses neatly and says she is married.”

Freda had lived in the apartment for five months.  The lease had been signed by “a man about 30 years old, who said his name was Burton.”  In fact, he was Alfred Riss and the couple was not married.

Riss had been the “barkeep” at a notorious dive called the Hole in the Wall, owned by Carey Welch.  After police finally shut it down, he was “supported by Mrs. Freda Burton, with whom he lived,” according to The Evening World.  Freda Burton paid the rent through prostitution and extortion.  The couple shared the apartment with another disreputable character, May Eisman, who The Evening World said was “another former frequenter of the ‘Hole in the Wall.’”

The “lively time” referred to by The Sun had actually begun two weeks earlier.  On January 10 Freda met 26-year old student Edgar L. Huntington on East 14th Street.  He took her to the theater and then to the Florida House hotel on 13th Street near Fifth Avenue.  The Sun reported “He met her a night or two later and they had a wine supper and went to the Morton House.”

Freda and Alfred were setting up what was known as a “badger game.”  Having gained Huntington’s trust, Freda “decoyed” him to her Second Avenue flat.    She locked the door and accused the young man with having robbed her of jewelry while at the Morton House.  The Evening World reported “Riss, at a signal, ran in and made the usual bluff of ‘the injured husband.’”

Had the badger game worked, Huntington would have paid the couple money to avoid confrontation and social embarrassment.  Instead, he struggled.  The Sun reported “At 7 o’clock last night Mrs. Burton set the house in an uproar by screaming wildly.  As the tenants ran into the hall to see what the commotion meant, a well-dressed young man dashed out of Mrs. Burton’s rooms and ran down stairs with Mr. Burton in close pursuit.  Burton clutched a pistol in his right hand, and Mrs. Burton followed, calling to him not to shoot.”

When the trio ran directly into Policeman Keiser, Alfred Riss “discreetly returned to the house.”  The officer grabbed Huntington and Freda cried “I want you to arrest that man; he chloroformed and robbed me.”  At the station house she accused him of stealing $1.30 and two gold brooches at the Morton House on January 13.  She then added “He called at the house tonight and tried to chloroform me again, but my husband arrived just in time to drive him out.”

Police quickly untangled the scheme and The Evening World opined that after having Huntington arrested, Riss and “the Burton woman,” were “now heartily sorry for it.”  They were both later arrested and held in $1,000 bail for attempted robbery.

But the excitement was not over for the night.  The Sun reported “Two hours later there was a lively fight among half a dozen men in front of 1,720 Second avenue.”  The melee ended with two men, 25-year old John Hassell and Alfred O. Schmidt, arrested, both claiming to be visitors in the building.  “Schmidt had been beaten, and his nose and mouth were bleeding freely,” said the newspaper.  “Neither of the men was in a condition to tell what the row was about, and both were locked up.  They are cigarmakers.”

On the 89th Street side, innovative concave bays provided additional ventilation and light.  Note the highly-unusual brickwork at he second floor..

In 1895, the same year that James Wilkenin received a permit to run a fruit stand on the corner outside of building, Rhine tenant Frank Dewes got into a tragic altercation.  A printer by trade, he had traveled on a warm summer night to Louis Altoro’s rented room on the third floor of a tenement on East 113th Street. 

The following day, August 6, The Evening World reported “There was a quarrel over a woman.”  The conflict ended with Altoro firing a bullet into Dewes’s right chest.  The newspaper said “he will probably die” and added “Altoro escaped.”

Another German-born tenant in the Rhine was Isidor Kohn.  He was swept away in the bicycling craze of the 1890s and joined the bicycle corps of the Eighth Regiment.  His problems began in May 1896 when he coveted a better and newer vehicle.

Another member, Gustav Ballin, stored his bike at the Eighth Regiment armory.  Bicycles were expensive, costing around $2,500 to $3,000 in today’s dollars.  So when Ballin arrived to find his bicycle stolen, he was understandably upset.  He was also understandably suspicious when Isidor Kohn appeared at the armory with an identical model in another color.

The Sun reported on May 20, 1896 “Removal of the paint revealed the stolen wheel, and Kohn was arrested.  He pleaded guilty.”

Italian-born Pasquale Venevio lived in the Rhine at the turn of the century with his wife and seven children.  He was an accomplished cornetist and earned a position with the Brooklyn Navy-Yard “Admiral Band.” On December 23, 1902 he was the subject of a disturbing complaint by William Conterno, the son of 70-year old Luciano Conterno.  The elderly man was the leader of the 14th Regiment Band.  William accused Venevio of assaulting his father with his cornet.

Initial reports downplayed the accusation.  On December 26, in reporting that Venevio had been released on bail, The Evening World said “Two physicians reported that they found Conterno to be suffering only from three slight wounds made by an operation.”  In fact, the circumstances were far direr.

William Conterno alleged that on November 23 Venezia “got into a row with the bandmaster, whom he charged with working him too hard.”  It ended with Venezia pummeling the old man with his instrument and knocking him to the floor.  The Sun reported “Venezia kicked the bandmaster a number of times on the legs and in the groin and then ran away.”

Two weeks later Conterno became ill and was confined to his bed.  The Sun stated “His condition is so serious that his physician has small hope of his recovery.”  Venezia was taken to Conterno’s home where the elderly man identified him “as the person who had assaulted him and caused the injuries from which blood poisoning resulted,” said the newspaper.

The young musician pleaded his innocence.  He denied having ever struck Conterno and said the only problems between them had been the exchange of “some hard words” because the bandmaster owned him two weeks’ salary.

Gertrude Rhinelander Waldo no doubt was intimately aware of these episodes.  According to The New York Times years later, “Mrs. Waldo personally collected rents in her twin apartment buildings, the Kaiser and the Rhine.”  And after fire broke out on April 21, 1904, she was on the scene.

A gas explosion in the basement of The Rhine occurred at around 2:00 in the afternoon.  Because it was a workday, “there was not a man in the building above the ground floor, but there were women and children too small to be in school in almost every apartment,” noted The Evening World the following day.

None of the housewives noticed anything out of the ordinary before the fire had spread upwards to the roof.  “There it mushroomed, spreading into all the apartments on the top floor of No. 1718 and working through the walls to the top floor apartments” and into The Kaiser, reported The World.

Patrolmen Connelly, Reagan and Kauff rushed into action.  Aware that the building was doubtlessly filled with women and children, they ran into the buildings.  While terrified tenants on the lower floors were successfully led down the stairs, those in the upper apartments were trapped and the thick smoke overtook many of them.

The Sun reported “The windows were full of women almost in hysterics and the three cops had a hard time keeping some of the more nervous from jumping to the sidewalk.”  The newspaper described Mrs. Anna Martin, a widow, “leaning out of a window, with five scared children clinging to her.”

By the time firefighters reached the Martin apartment, the situation was critical.  The Evening World reported, “On the top floor of No. 1718 a Mrs. Martin was found unconscious in the kitchen of her flat with five little children huddled around her.”  Police and firefighters managed to get them down by the fire escape. 

The newspaper detailed another case.  “On the top floor of No. 1720 was found a Mrs. Komst, hysterical and useless, her aged mother-in-law overcome by smoke and three children panic-stricken.”  Rescuers had difficulty getting the Komst family down, because by now the fire escapes were “cluttered with tenants, household goods, firemen and fire apparatus.”

Mrs. Paul Dresher, whose apartment was on the second floor of No. 1716, safely reached the street.  But then she remembered her Maltese cat, Liebchen, and rushed back into the burning, smoke-filled building.  She found Liebchen, but was quickly overcome by smoke.  Lt. McGrath of Engine Company 22 had seen her reenter the building and followed.  He found her unconscious with the cat in her arms.  The firefighter carried them both down the stairs to the street.

The aftermath of the blaze was devastating.  “The big building was completely gutted, and many of the tenants, especially those on the upper floors, lost everything they had.  A basketful of dead canary birds, parrots and pet cats and dogs was gathered up by the firemen in their tour through the rooms after the fire was extinguished,” wrote The Evening World the following day.

Getrude Rhinelander Waldo rebuilt the two apartment houses.  With the top floor burned away and the Tuscan Revival style enjoying a re-emergence, it was possibly at this time that the incongruously-romantic and deeply-overhanging Tuscan-style roofs were installed on the Second Avenue and 89th Street elevations.

The renovated buildings attracted stable working-class tenants.  In 1906 Henry Peyser was approved for a civil service job as an “Attendant.”  And in 1909 Nathan Scheuer was one of three founders of the Union Tool Co., manufacturers of hardware and hardware supplies.  That same year, on January 21, Samuel A. Johnson was awarded a medal for heroism by the Carnegie Hero Fund.  On August 14, 1908, he was passing by a New York Telephone Company manhole where he learned that several workers in the tunnel were overcome by fumes from a leaking gas main.

The New-York Tribune reported that Johnson, “on learning of a number of men senseless in the manhole, jumped in and succeeded in bringing to the sidewalk [James J.] Houilhan and [Peter] Collins.  The latter died an hour later.”

In the early 1930s the General Physical Laboratory, whose headquarters were at No. 509 Fifth Avenue, operated its research laboratory at No. 1718.  Here Director Charles W. Homan worked with two technical assistants and a glass blower in the “development of low voltage rare gas discharge tubes, rare gas arc lamps, stroboscopic lamps, cadmium vapor tubes and high tension indicators.”

Throughout the 20th century the ground-floor stores came and went, altering the storefronts as they did so.  In 1959 The Kaiser was reconfigured to just four apartments per floor.  The buildings lost their decorative cornice above the second floor openings, and at some point the brick was painted gray accented in white.

In 2015 the buildings were still slathered in gray paint.  The long scar above the second floor attests to the lost decorative cornice. photo via Google Maps

In 2016 the paint was stripped off, exposing the contrasting materials and hues.  The Rhine and the Kaiser--projects of one of Manhattan’s most interesting dowagers--survive a bit battered as colorful relics of the Upper East Side’s early stage of development.

many thanks to Jason Kessler for suggesting this post
photographs by the author 

Thursday, August 8, 2013

The Mansion in the Shadow -- No. 28 East 72nd Street

photo by Alice Lum
In 1885 the architectural tradition of Manhattan’s great houses was changing.   William Kissam Vanderbilt’s wife, Alva, broke the tedious mold of brownstone mansions when she instructed Richard Morris Hunt to design a gleaming white limestone chateau at No. 660 Fifth Avenue, completed in 1883.

But despite the Vanderbilt vote of confidence in “Millionaire’s Row,” already wealthy Manhattanites were abandoning the neighborhood for sites uptown, away from encroaching commerce.    Among them would be the wealthy widow of Francis Waldo, the former Gertrude Rhinelander.

A stockbroker, Waldo had died in 1878 just two years after the marriage, having lost his own fortune in the Panic of 1873.   Gertrude, however, had her own millions.  Born into a venerable New York family that traced its roots in America back 200 years, she began planning a mansion just four years after her husband's death that would outdo even Alva Vanderbilt’s palace.

Gertrude chose the southeast corner of Madison Avenue and 72nd Street for what would be one of the largest private mansions in the city.  But she stalled.  The plot remained vacant; and in 1887 she purchased the side lot at No. 28 East 72nd Street.

Finally, in 1894—a dozen years after planning had begun—construction started on Gertrude Rhinelander Waldo’s massive French Loire Valley chateau designed by Kimball & Thompson.  At the same time the mansion next door that would be dwarfed by its hulking big brother began rising.
Gertrude Rhinelander Waldo's massive French-style mansion stretched along Madison Avenue -- photo by Alice Lum

Gertrude traveled throughout Europe purchasing artwork, tapestries, sculptures and other decorative furnishings for her new mansion.  Packing crates were stacked in the rooms and hallways but were never opened.   The somewhat eccentric socialite lived with her sister across the street at No. 81 East 72nd Street, directly opposite her vacant mansion.
The smaller mansion, somewhat hidden by a tree here, looked much like part of the Waldo residence -- photo by Alice Lum

Meanwhile, the smaller house at No. 28 East 72nd Street, too, sat empty.  The harmonious architecture blended so smoothly with the massive corner structure that it lost its own identity.  Without close inspection, it could be mistaken for an elegant service wing to the Madison Avenue house.

On May 7, 1908 a sign was nailed to the door of one of the houses, announcing that they were for sale.  The New York Times reported the following day that “For more than thirteen years there have been at the southeast corner of Madison Avenue and Seventy-second Street two fine mansions which in all those years have never housed a tenant.”  The newspaper said that despite their remaining “empty and gloomy” and the dirty “from the constant beating of wind and rain,” the “houses are said to be in all material respects in good shape.”
photo by Alice Lum

Nevertheless, Gertrude Waldo did not seem over-eager to part with either house.  “The price asked is said to have been put at such a figure that buyers have not been eager to take over the property from Mrs. Waldo.”

Indeed, neither house sold.  And in the meantime, Gertrude Waldo’s millions were slipping away.  On October 17, 1910 a lis pendens to foreclose on the 72nd Street house was filed against her.  The Times noted that “The house adjoins the famous Waldo mansion….and has never been occupied.”  Gertrude lost the empty mansion to the County Holding Company in foreclosure.

Finally on March 7, 1914, nearly two decades after the mansion was completed, The New York Times reported that “negotiations are pending for the sale of the dwelling at 28 East Seventy-second Street.”   Less than three months later, on May 27, the once-wealthy Gertrude Rhinelander Waldo died penniless—her estate was in debt of $135,329.
photo by Alice Lum

Brown Bros., builders, purchased the house under the corporate name of the 784 Sixth Avenue Company.   The contractors “rebuilt” the mansion that had stood vacant and deteriorating for so long.  The renovated building was resold in April 1922 for $85,000—about $1 million today.

The buyer was James Butler, the founder of the first American chain of grocery stores.  Butler had amassed a fortune through his James Butler Grocery Company and one-by-one he presented his four children with a house.  No. 28 East 72nd Street went to his daughter Beatrice.

Beatrice Katherine Butler had married Dr. Daniel Phillip MacGuire in 1914.  The busy doctor not only installed his practice in the house, but acted as Associate Professor of Surgery at St. Vincent’s  Post Graduate Hospital, and served on the faculty of the Physicians and Surgeons College as well.  Like his father-in-law MacGuire had a passion for horse racing.
In 1900 James Butler had purchased the Empire City track at Yonkers and later bought interests in Laurel Park, the horse-racing track in Maryland, and another in Mexico.   He was a prominent owner of race horses.  Following his death in 1934 MacGuire became a vice-president of both the Laurel Park and Empire City tracks.

On May 22, 1951 when this photograph was taken, Dr. MacGuire was still living in the house -- photograph by Wurts Bros., from the collectino of the Museum of the City of New York, http://collections.mcny.org/C.aspx?VP3=SearchResult_VPage&VBID=24UP1GH54NMB&SMLS=1&RW=1280&RH=894&PN=1#/SearchResult_VPage&VBID=24UP1GH54NMB&SMLS=1&RW=1280&RH=894&PN=1
The MacGuire's son, James Butler MacGuire, grew up in the house.  Then, following Beatrice’s death, Dr. MacGuire gave up his private practice in 1951.  On June 16 of that year while he was still living in the house, the estate of Beatrice MacGuire sold the property for around $50,000.  It was purchased by Mrs. Marion Zeckendorf and Mrs. Franciska Bator who, probably not coincidentally, owned the house next door at No. 30.

Dr. MacGuire moved to Staten Island and continued to spend his summers at Saratoga Springs.  In the meantime the new owners converted the old house to apartments and a first floor art gallery.  High-end art was sold from the space throughout the 1950s and 60s.  Then in 1973 another conversion resulted in a two-story beauty parlor on the basement and first floor level, with two apartments on each floor above.

Despite the bunker-like addition that replaced the mansard roof, the skinny mansion at No. 28 East 72nd Street survives reasonably intact.  It still plays second fiddle to the massive Waldo mansion on the corner, most often mistaken for a part of that grand structure.

photo by Alice Lum

Friday, April 9, 2010

The Gertrude Rhinelander Waldo Mansion - Madison Avenue at 72nd Street


photo by Alice Lum
When the William K. Vanderbilts broke the brownstone tradition with his French Renaissance Fifth Avenue mansion in 1883 a trend erupted among the monied Manhattanites.  Chateaux and palazzos began rising from the pavement throughout the city.  Not to be left out was Gertrude Rhinelander Waldo, a descendant of patroon Philip Jacob Rhinelander.

Gertrude's husband, Francis Waldo, died in 1878, two years after their marriage.  In 1882 she purchased the extensive building lot at the southeast corner of East 72nd Street and Madison Avenue, significantly north of the established Millionaires' Row south of 59th Street on Fifth Avenue.  She envisioned a mansion that would outshine even Vanderbilt's limestone palace. 

Yet it was not until 1894 that construction began.  Gertrude chose architectural firm Kimball & Thompson to design a 16th century French Renaissance chateau.  It would be one of the largest residences in the city.  The commission was a severe departure from Kimball & Thompson's regular commercial designs.  The plot Mrs. Waldo provided proved challenging to the firm as well -- the avenue slopes severely downward from south to north as it approaches 72nd Street.

The street level was reserved, therefore, for reception areas and servants rooms.  The drawing room, salons and and dining room were on the second floor.  The master bedroom occupied the third floor and servants quarters and guest rooms were on the fourth.  The rich French Gothic ornamentation included spiky dormers, a steep slate roof and statuary-filled niches.

photo by Alice Lum
As the residence was being  built, Gertrude Waldo toured Europe buying furniture and objects of art for her new showplace.  Crates of statuary, paintings, tapestries and antique furnishings were delivered and piled in the hallways and rooms of the completed mansion.  But they were never opened.  And Gertrude never moved in.

Instead she took up residence with her unmarried sister, Laura Rhinelander at No. 31 East 72nd Street within view of the gleaming new mansion.

For a decade the imposing house sat empty, dust gathering inside the unlit rooms like a page from Charles Dickens.  In 1908 Gertrude received an offer on the property; but her enthusiasm to sell was tepid at best.  When an agent finally cemented a deal on the house and the papers were being prepared, Gertrude Waldo arose from the table announcing quietly "I don't think I'll sell" and left the room.

photo by Alice Lum
A heavy iron fence was erected to provide security, however the presence of paintings, statuary and other valuable objects inside was widely known.  The mansion was looted four times in 1909.  At the same time, lack of maintenance was taking its toll.  Water leaked in through the roof.  The stonework was streaked and discolored and interior water damage was extensive.  What was intended to be a showplace was looking more like a haunted house.

Gertrude Waldo died in debt in 1914.  Immediately The Dime Savings Bank took steps to demolish the structure in favor of an apartment house; although the block was protected by a restrictive clause limiting property use to private residences.  The bank argued that an upscale apartment house was, essentially, a group of private houses and therefore fit the definition of a "private house."  Unfortunately for the bank and fortunately for New York it did not win that argument.

So Gertrude Rhinelander Waldo's great house stood empty for another ten years.  In 1921 the ground floor was converted to retail space and two apartments were created in the upper floors.   At last, 23 years after being built, someone was living in the grand chateau.

Over the next 30 years the house was divided and subdivided into a series of apartments and retail spaces.  Then in the 1950's the entire house was leased by Edgar de Evia and his partner Robert Denning, sparing the grand home further abuse.   Interior decorators Tate & Hall and other small firms took up office space in the house.

photo NYPL Collection
The great turn-around came in 1983 when Ralph Lauren obtained the lease for his flagship store.  Between $14 and $15 million dollars and a year and a half later, under the supervision of Naomi Leff, the building was completely rehabilitated.  The rich carved staircase that Gertrude Waldo never walked down is pristine.  The woodwork and plaster work echo those gilded closing days of the 19th century when ostentatious New Yorkers showed off their wealth.

Interior photographs by D. J. Huppatz

The house sold in 1984 for $6.4 million, in 1989 for $43 million and again in 2005 for $80 million.  After suffering decades of neglect and abuse, Gertrude Rhinelander Waldo's intended showplace is exactly that.
photo by Alice Lum