By the mid-1850's New York City had more German residents than any city in the world other than Berlin or Vienna. Most of them settled in the Lower East Side, filling tenements and building social clubs and music halls. German language churches and newspapers contributed to the area’s nickname of Little German, or Kleindeutchland.
In 1857 a tenement house stood at the southwest corner of
Avenue A and 2nd Street.
Among the German-speaking residents was the Rheinman family—38-year old
tailor Charles William Rheinman, his wife Elizabeth, and their two children,
Mary who was eight and four-year old Paul.
They had lived at No, 25 Avenue A for about a year in February 1857.
Charles was a drinking man and somewhat moody. The New York
Times said “He was a man of very intemperate habits, and subject, in
consequence, to frequent fits of despondency.
He paid no attention to the remonstrances of his wife, and answered her
only by undefined threats that ‘he would soon put an end to the matter.’” As a matter of fact, about a year earlier
Elizabeth had overheard him threaten to murder the entire family.
On Sunday morning, February 22 Charles rose early and
started breakfast, consisting of coffee and bread. When the coffee was ready, he woke the family
members. Little Mary was sick so he took
the coffee to her bed. When she turned
it down, he forced her to drink it.
Charles drank two cups of coffee, and then went back to bed. Elizabeth later said “I tasted the coffee; it
tasted strangely, and I did not drink it. I soaked some bread in my cup of coffee and
gave it to the youngest child.”
Before long Charles was vomiting, as were the children. He confessed to his wife that he had put “a
shilling’s worth of poison” in the coffee.
The poison was arsenic. After two
hours of agony Charles died. Paul was
next, and little Mary hung on until about 5:00 that evening.
Elizabeth told the examining physician “I have not the
slightest idea why he poisoned himself and family, except that he was full of liquor
all the time.”
Later that year the neighborhood was rocked by riots. At about 7:45 p.m. on Sunday, August 9, 1857,
two men got into a fight at 4th Street near Avenue A. When two policemen tried to break it up, they
were besieged by a gang with stones and brickbats. When other officers came to their aid, the
mob grew larger and they were forced to retreat. Word was sent to the station house and before
long a 35-man force was heading to the scene.
The police advanced five abreast in the center of the street
as the mob approached hurling stones.
When the skirmish was at its height Germans shot pistols and tossed bricks
from rooftops and windows. In the end
police were injured and civilians were dead.
The rioting continued for days. On August 14 The Times reported “The outbreak
of Sunday night was only quieted for a time.
Instead of getting about their business, the German population, with
which this portion of the City is crowded to overflowing, gathered in knobs all
day and discussed what they described as outrages of the police.”
The corpse of one of the rioters, named Muller, had been taken
to the cellar of the tenement house at No. 25 Avenue A. Police Captain Hartt and an officer went there, which meant moving through a long, narrow basement hall. After the officers had entered, Hartt was
recognized.
When they attempted to leave, their only way out was blocked
by a group of angry men “who jostled [Captain Hartt], and seemed disposed to stop him from
getting out," recounted The Times. Hartt
and the officer narrowly escaped disaster.
“He presently forced his way through to the street, where he and his companion
were surrounded and pelted with stones and brick-bats. The Captain received a severe blow on the leg
from one of the missiles, but otherwise escaped without injury.”
The crowded tenement building would stand for little over a
decade more. As the German population continued
to increase, banks cropped up on the Lower East Side which provided their
clients the comfort of transacting business in their native language. Many of the immigrants were uncomfortable—often
rightfully so—dealing with bankers whom they could not understand.
In 1868 the Teutonia Savings Bank was incorporated. The structure at No. 25 Avenue A was either heavily remodeled or replaced. The architect of the resultant handsome structure is unclear; however the
it bears striking similarities to the work of Nicholas Whyte who was
working in the area. His Irwin Building,
completed the same year, at the corner of Bowery and Bleecker Street includes
several similar elements.
The upper floor offices were entered through the arched doorway, originally above a stoop, at No. 145 East 2nd St. |
The four-story Italianate structure was faced in sandstone
on the Avenue front and with red brick on the side elevation. The bank's architecture presented potential
depositors with a sense of stability. Rusticated
stone piers, handsome Corinthian pilasters between the upper openings on the
Avenue side, and carved stone lintels with double keystones along 2nd
Street spoke of the cost of the edifice.
To the rear a stoop led to the arched doorway of the upper floors.
The offices on the upper floors were leased and the Teutonia
Savings Bank operated from ground level.
Things went smoothly for a decade before the bank collapsed under scandal
and fraud.
In March 1878 a stranger who gave his name as H. G. Wagner
attempted to open a bank account, using a draft for $2,750 drawn by the banking
firm of Gossler & Co., in Boston.
The check was accepted; but bank officials were suspicious and
investigated the matter. It turned out
to be a forgery and a detective was put on the case. He sat for days in the President’s office,
where he could watch the bank patrons come and go through the glass door.
Wagner was too clever to personally return to withdraw
funds; and he offered John Campbell 50 cents to cash a check for him. Campbell ended up being arrested and Wagner was
never caught.
But that was the least of the problems for Teutonia Savings
Bank. Four months later warrants were
issued for the arrest of all 15 trustees of the bank. On July 15 the New-York Tribune ran the
headline “Misuse of Bank Funds” and reported on the nearly $30,000 of assets
the men had distributed among themselves.
The damning reactions of the press were quick and
unmistakable in their language. As the men
were one-by-one taken into custody, The New York Times spat “Most of the
persons arrested or to be arrested in the above suit are men having
considerable pecuniary means, but as a class they are below the average in
intelligence, and in ability either shrewdly or honestly to manage any
financial institution.”
On July 23 The Sun was enraged that the trustees had not
simply paid back the stolen money. “Probably
they would rather keep the money if they could.
But, as matters stand, that seems to be out of the question; and the
stingiest and stupidest of them would rather invest his money in immunity and
in hushing things up than wait to have it wrested from him, with costs, added,
at the end of a trial.”
Tragically for the depositors, Henry L. Lamb, the Acting
Superintendent of the Bank Department in Albany shut down the Teutonia Savings
Bank. An investigation of the books
showed a deficit of $148,404.63—a figure that would translate to about $3.5
million today.
The building at No. 25 Avenue A was purchased by George
Winter and William Eckert, of Eckert & Winter. It was converted to offices throughout. Tenants included the offices of the Tammany
Hall General Committee for the Third Assembly District; and Janacek &
Kysela, “bankers and steamship agents.”
In 1887 Janacek & Kysela would be marginally involved in a murder
mystery.
In February that year Lugarte Heck
was found dead in what appeared to be a staged suicide. Two notes were found near the body, which
were quickly exposed as not to be in Heck’s handwriting:
I transfer the sum of $8,300 to Mrs. Annie Schaefer – Lugarte Heck
I bequeath my trunk and contents to Mrs. Annie Schaefer – Lugarte Heck
Annie Schaefer claimed no
knowledge of the notes nor of Lugarte’s death.
“May I never again see my children alive if I know anything about the
death of Lugarte Heck or the papers found,” she told police. But there was the
problem of her husband’s visit to Janacek & Kysela to have a will drawn up
in Lugarte Heck’s name a few days before her death.
Vlastimel Kysela testified that
Schaeffer had come in the office the Thursday before Heck’s body was
discovered. He said he “wanted a nice
will drawn” and asked about the cost.
Kysela told investigators that he “said the will was for an old lady in
East Eleventh-street. She had $8,000
which she wanted to give to the church.
The man added, in German, that this would not do; the bird must be
plucked while it had feathers, and he proposed to get something.”
Since Kysela’s notary was not in
the office, he told Schaeffer to come back that evening; but he never
returned. Annie Schaefer had to admit
her husband had been there. “My husband
did go out to get a will drawn because Lugarte asked him to,” she explained.
By 1894 the former bank space had
been converted to Adolph Hirsch’s café.
Police were certain that patrons here were getting more than sausage and
spatzle, however. On February 18 that
year the New-York Tribune reported “The place has been watched by the police of
the Fifth-st. station, but up to last night every attempt to capture the
frequenters failed.”
Authorities had suspected Hirsch
of using the restaurant as a front for his illegal gambling den. On the night of February 17 police raided the
place and broke up a poker game. Hirsch
and 22 other men were arrested. The
Tribune reported “Several poker tables, cards and chips were seized.”
But when the detectives entered
the second floor, they found more. “Above
the café, the policemen found one hundred packs of playing cards, six roulette
tables, twenty-two chairs, a quantity of poker chips, and $2 in cash. They also captured eighteen men,” according
to The New York Times.
The judge apparently had
compassion for the gamblers. He fined
each of them $1—about $30 in 2015 dollars.
He was not so lenient with Hirsch, holding him on $1,000 bail.
The Tribune added “It is charged
by the police that the place is run in the interest of a number of German tailors,
who, in turn, induce Hebrew tailors to go there and try their luck at games of
change.”
In 1913 Dr. Charles Schmer's
dental offices was on the second floor here.
Also on that floor were the tailor shop of B. Templeberg, and the
architectural office of James Fisher.
Another dentist, J. Cantor had his offices on the third floor.
In April that year Dr. Schmer
became one of a string of victims of a “burglar band” headed by a female
crook. It started in March, according to
Schmer’s assistant, Dr. Adolph Arnstein, when a “mysterious blond woman of
striking appearance” came to the “dental parlors” accompanied by a young man. Arnstein
described her as being “flashily dressed.”
She asked Schmer to repair a tooth; but when he examined her he said
they were in perfect condition.
So she settled for a teeth
cleaning.
A week later she came back, this
time with a different young man, and she was now a brunette. Dr. Arnstein was “surprised at the decided
change in the color of the woman’s hair,” but, he professed, “said nothing.” The man who came with her walked throughout
the office, as if inspecting it.
Arnstein said he paid particular attention to the safe and when the
dentist asked him what he was doing, he explained he was a dental student and
simply interested in the office.
Around April 3 she reappeared to have more work done with
yet another man.
At 9:00 on the morning of April 9
Dr. Arnstein opened the office and at once realized that the ground floor lock
had been tampered with. The New-York
Tribune advised “The door to the office on the second floor had also been
forced. The heavy safe, usually standing
by the windows in the front, or operating office, had been dragged to the rear
of the reception room.”
The safe-crackers had wrapped the
safe in a heavy carpet to muffle the noise, and nitro-glycerin was used to blow the
door. The robbers rifled through all the
rooms of the dental office. Police were
amazed at the brazen robbery. The crooks
did not bother to pull the shades and went about their business with the
electric lights on, fully in sight of anyone passing on the other side of the
street.
They made off with $3,000 worth of
valuables from Dr. Schmer’s office. Luckily
for the dentist, while they were able to blow the door off the safe, they were
unable to open one of the inner compartments.
It held “jewelry, gold leaf and other valuables to the amount of
$10,000,” according to Schmer.
Before leaving the building, the
burglars rifled through the all the other offices, but took nothing. On April 10 the New-York Tribune reported “The
police are now inclined to believe this woman of the changeable hair may be
responsible for the series of robberies recently in the lower East Side. They believe, also, that when they find her,
she will be able to put them on the trail of the gang that has been
burglarizing pawnshops and cigar stores.
‘Cherchez la femme!’ is the cry.”
Dr. Charles Schmer would remain at
No. 25 Avenue A until January 1921, when he moved to the Saint Denis Offices on
Broadway at 11th Street; and architect James Fisher stayed on at
least through 1922.
When the building was sold in 1940
it was valued at $20,000. It became home
to magician and nightclub entertainer George Krinog’s G. K. Magic & Novelty
House, Inc. Krinog had a popular nightclub act
and amazed audiences across the country.
His operation in the Avenue A building sold tricks and props wholesale to
magic dealers. An ad in The Billboard on
September 29, 1945 offered items like the “Hindu bottle and rope,” dribble
glasses, exploding matches, and “Squirt coins.”
In 1946 George Krinog was
entertaining troops overseas with the U.S.O. He boarded an airplane when he was needed as a last-minute replacement for Show Unit No. 786,
although he belonged to another unit.
The flight went missing on February 5, somewhere in the Philippine Islands. Krinog was never found. The G. K. Magic & Novelty House continued
in the Avenue A building for about one more year.
The blank scar below the third floor windows testifies to a lost cornice. |
In 2004 the building was converted
to apartments on the third and fourth floors, with a bar and restaurant on the
lower levels. The 2A Bar was joined in 2015
by rock bar Berlin, which took the basement level.
The lower two floors of the
Teutonia Savings Bank building have been gruesomely deformed. Above the massacre, however, the handsome
1868 façade survives relatively intact.
photographs by the author
love this story.
ReplyDeleteGreat story til it's skips 60 years to 2004 and the fact that the 2a bar has been there 30+ years, which seems to be it's longest running tenant.
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