Saturday, November 26, 2022
The 1885 P. Ryan Packing Box Building - 109 Reade Street
Saturday, November 12, 2022
Isaac F. Duckworth's 1862 97-101 Reade Street
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By 1900 Charles E. Miller had moved from bicycles to motor vehicle accessories. The Horseless Age explained that when he opened his store at the height of the bicycle craze, "he even then realized that the future must inevitably be occupied by the mechanically propelled vehicle, which at that time was just being introduced from abroad." Because he was among the first to recognize the potential of the industry, his success was phenomenal. In 1903 the Cycle and Automobile Trade Journal said the firm represented "probably the largest collection of automobile parts, fittings and sundris to be found in the world." Among the items he sold that year was the Miller's Foot Power Horn. The magazine explained that an air pump fastened under the automobile's floorboard could easily be operated by the driver's foot. The firm also introduced "an entirely new line of imported automobile goggles, covering twenty-five or thirty different styles. Some of these goggles are lined with otter and other furs."
Wednesday, October 19, 2022
The 1886 De Raismes Building - 111 Reade Street
An army will invade New York next week, but its mission will be a peaceful one, and New Yorkers need have no fear of thundering guns and devastating bombs. There will be no carnage and no pillaging, or looting or burning. Only a sortie by the Salvation Army, who will hurl Christianity via rapid-fire oratorical howitzers with the deafening but non-destroying fanfare accompaniment of brass and cymbal and drum.
Thursday, March 22, 2018
Surprising Survival - The 1861 Wedge-Shaped 158 Reade Street
The widening of Reade Street in 1860 mutilated the rectangular plot where the two old buildings at 309 Greenwich Street and 158 Reade Street had stood. The Reade Street site was now a pie-shaped wedge that no doubt presented a challenge for the architect designing a replacement building.
Charles G. Carley was, it seems, undaunted by the odd shape of the plot. Leasing it from the Corley family, he commenced construction of a three-story business building that same year. Completed in 1861 it was an unpretentious take on the commercial Italianate style. The simple cast iron storefront was designed to house at least two shops, while the two red brick upper floors held offices. Brownstone was used in the sills (which sat on tiny stone brackets) and the elliptically arched lintels. A deeply-overhanging wooden cornice was supported by scrolled brackets.
Little & Sheppard, tobacco merchants, seems to have been the first tenant in the ground floor. The firm was listed here by 1862. Meanwhile, "attorney and counsellor" William H. Meeks moved into an upper office.
Meeks, who was the son of attorney Joseph Meeks, had practiced law since 1846. He lived far uptown at 112 East 56th Street and had a summer home in Islip on Long Island. Meeks divided his professional time between law and real estate--routinely placing advertisements for upscale homes for sale. Visible in politics as well, he was nominated as a candidate for Presidential Elector at the Republican State Convention the same year he opened his Reade Street office.
Lawyer Charles Denison was listed in the building in 1865. He very likely worked for Meeks. That year Morris W. Hanna operated his produce business from the ground floor, having replaced Little & Sheppard.
Litigants were at times summoned to William Meeks's office to give depositions in upcoming court cases. In 1874, a bitter battle erupted between George C. Huntington, who owned the building at 28-30 West Broadway, and a former tenant, James K. Spratt. When Huntington refused to renew Spratt's lease and, in fact, rented the space to a new tenant, Spratt retaliated by smashing the building's plumbing pipes.
The men received a summons from State Supreme Court Justice A. R. Lawrence which read in part, "We command you, that all business and excuses being laid aside, you and each of you appear and attend before William H. Meeks, Esq., at his office, No. 158 Reade street...on the 25th day of July, 1874, at 12 o'clock, in the afternoon, to testify." The men appeared, but it did not necessarily end well.
Spratt refused to take an oath when Meeks presented his Bible, and further refused to answer any questions. Meeks called it "disobedience;" Spratt said he was following his attorney's instructions. The judge was not understanding and ordered Spratt arrested, brought to the courtroom to give his deposition, and was fined $10 for the court's troubles.
The ground floor spaces continued to house produce businesses. In 1876 the W. K. Howard & Co. and Arthur Richardson operated here. Richardson's concern was still here in 1897 when he signed a petition asking the City to established an East River ferry from Market Street to the Wallabout Market in Brooklyn. The signers assured the Board of Aldermen that the ferry would "facilitate the transaction of our business" while reaping new income for the City.
William H. Meeks was last listed at 158 Reade Street in 1890, just short of three decades after moving in. In 1898 Edward J. Sweeny ran his real estate office upstairs, and the following year commission merchants Goodman & Sons took over the former space of A. Richardson. The Reade Street neighborhood was quickly becoming the "butter and egg" district and Goodman & Sons's notice in the New York Produce Review on May 3, 1899 noted, "we will handle all grades of Butter and Eggs."
On July 14, the United States Attorney ordered that 105 cases of "shell eggs" shipped by Mandelker to New Jersey be seized and condemned. He was charged with "adulteration in violation of the Food and Drugs Act," and the complaint alleged "the eggs consisted, in whole or in part, of a filthy, decomposed, and putrid animal substance." Mandelker pleaded guilty and paid a substantial $1,000 fine--nearly $25,000 today.
Mandelker seems to have learned his lesson. He remained in business at 158 Reade Street into the 1920s, his advertisements in 1922 promising "Absolute Satisfaction Guaranteed."
Butter and eggs jobbers Samuel Pfeiffer and I. Roth were here by 1930 when the industry was terrorized by the mob. On August 19, 1930, The New York Times reported that a hearing held by the Attorney General the day before had exposed: "A widespread organization of 'racketeers, guerrillas and gangsters.'" Pfeiffer and Roth both testified despite what the Assistant Attorney General said were definite threats by the mob "to kill any one who persisted in defying the gang's will."
Butter and egg dealers who balked at the mob's price fixing told of having the tires on their delivery trucks slashed and their customers being intimidated to cease doing business with them. Samuel Horowitz, manager of the 1,000-member Jewish Grocers' Association, said, "All of our truckmen, without a single exception, have been threatened with harm."
I. Roth's reluctance to testify prompted Assistant Attorney General William B. Groat, Jr. to ask if he were afraid. Roth did say that he had been clearly warned against patronizing a Utah egg supplier who refused to work with the mob.
A few days ago a man I never saw before walked up to my place and told me to stop getting eggs from the Utah outfit. He told me I was a nice young fellow with a family and "it would be a shame to get bumped off."
Pfeiffer was even less eager to talk. He pleaded, "I have a wife and children to support and I have to work." Groat was not all that sympathetic. "Well, so have the people who buy eggs."
On March 1, 1935 The New York Times reported, "A triangular parcel at 158 Reade Street, held by the Corley family since 1848, has been sold."
Jimi also lived briefly on the third floor above the United Egg Company on the corner of Greenwich and Reade Streets. Village regulars the Seventh Sons used the loft for music rehearsals and were often visited by guitarists Roger McGuinn and David Crosby from the Byrds. Sometimes their informal jam sessions lasted for hours, according to Seventh Sons' guitarist Buzzy Linhart, but mainly it was a fun place to party and a convenient crash pad after the debauchery of the evening.
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| In the mid-1970's things looked bleak for the old structure. photo by Edmund Vincent Gillon from the collection of the Museum of the City of New York |
But change to the neighborhood was on the horizon as Tribeca changed from produce and eggs to art galleries, restaurants and boutiques. In 1996 a renovation of No. 158 designed by architect John Petrarca resulted in a single-family home.
The sympathetic treatment of the exterior replaced the decayed cornice and hefty wooden brackets with an appropriate, if more restrained version. The facade is now painted, and the cast iron storefront filled in with a grid of wood and glass. The survival of the pie-shaped building is surprising and remarkable.
photographs by the author
Saturday, March 10, 2018
The 1830's Van Orden House - 135 Reade Street
| Simple brick brackets, now painted green, are all that remain of the wooden fascia board and cornice. |
Trinity's Income of the Church dated April 16, 1811 noted "One lot, No. 135 Reade street, New York...$74.00." The designation of "lot" makes it unclear if a house had been erected there yet. But if there were, it was gone by 1839 when the Van Orden family lived in the modest brick Greek Revival home there.
The extended Van Orden family was prominent in New York politics, visible in Whig meetings and conventions. But it was Mrs. Van Orden's mother, Hannah Gouge, who was the remarkable occupant of No. 135 Reade Street. Hannah was born on September 4, 1735. By the time she moved in with her daughter and son-in-law, she was twice widowed.
She had married Edward McCollum on August 27, 1771. In 1774, just before the outbreak of the Revolution, he enlisted in the state militia known as the Foresters. According to Hannah later, he suffered horribly as a British prisoner. His confinement, she said, caused "severe illness" and "at last had both of his feet frozen so badly as to render him a cripple for a long time, and compelled him to walk on crutches." Edward McCollum died about 1788. She then married Joseph Gouge, who died around 1800.
Hannah seems to have been financially stable. She owned stock in the Mechanics' Bank in the City of New York in 1833, for instance. But when Congress passed the Pension Act on July 4, 1836, she nevertheless sought to receive Edward's benefits.
Doubtlessly many people were astonished when the Government turned down the century-old widow's petition. The succinct decision read "Her husband did not serve so long as six months."
It does not appear that she was willing to let the matter drop, however. When President Martin Van Buren was in town in the summer of 1839 she went straight to the top. On Saturday morning, July 6, Hannah boldly went to his hotel and asked for a meeting.
The Morning Herald did not hide its disdain of Van Buren, who was a member of the Democratic-Republican Party, and sarcastically referred to him both as "his Democratic Majesty" and "his Republican Highness." The newspaper reported "His Majesty, who is particularly gallant to beau sexe; made some inquiry concerning this early visitor, and was informed that she was no less a personage than a venerable relic of the revolution, who had been presented to every President of the republic, not even excepting General Jackson, and that she was particularly anxious to have an audience of one who had so sedulously trod in the footsteps of his illustrious predecessor."
Van Buren escorted her into his parlor where he asked about her health and "her reminiscences of the times which tried men's souls." Hannah explained that not only had her husband fought in the war, but "that she lost three gallant sons in that eventful struggle."
The newspaper explained to its readers, "Her name is Hannah Gouge, and she now resides at 135 Reade street, and although she has attained the extraordinary age of 104 years, yet she still retains the possession of all her faculties, and has a most perfect and vivid recollection of her visit to General Washington, and relates many anecdotes of him and his staff officers."
Although Hannah seems to have entranced the President, if her mission was to obtain the pension, she failed.
Astonishingly, Hannah Gouge lived on with the Van Orden family in the Reade Street house for another five years. She died on Sunday evening, October 19, 1845 a month before her 110th birthday. Her funeral was held in the house two days later. Seemingly reporting the obvious, The New York Herald attributed her death to "old age."
By 1851 No. 135 was being operated as a boarding house. One resident was seeking work that winter. On Christmas Eve he placed an advertisement, signed merely T. C., in The New York Herald: "A young man is desirous of obtaining a situation in a store; can work at painting and glazing, if required."
By 1860 it was a rooming house, no longer providing meals. An advertisement offered "To Let--To one or two gentlemen, a furnished room, without board, with the privilege of a good fire."
Shoemaker Thomas Hayes leased a room in the house in 1871 when he was witness to a horrific crime on May 16. At around 10:00 that night he heard a woman crying out "Murder--help!" He rushed to his window and realized the screams were coming from next door, at No. 133.
William Rudd and his wife, Josephine, lived on the third story. An argument turned to deadly violence. Hayes testified in court later that year that just as he looked out his window, Rudd pushed Josephined out the window. She "clung for a moment to the window sill, and then a man's head was put out and the woman's hold appeared to give way." Josephine fell to her death.
By now the ground floor of No. 135 had been altered for business purposes. In 1874 it was the editorial office of The Pythian Record. Four years later, in January 1878, the lease-holder, J. McLachlan, leased the store space to G. A. Hendricks for a restaurant. It would be the beginning of a long tradition of restaurants or saloons at ground level.
Hendricks did not remain long; but his improvements were significant. An advertisement in The New York Herald in May that same year offered "For Sale--A lunch bakery and dining saloon; good brick oven, steam boiler, and every convenience for doing a large business."
The restaurant-saloon was run by Henry Doscher in 1897. Before long he held the leasehold on the entire building. For years he had a deal with Bernheimer & Schwartz, owners of the Lion Brewery, to sell only their beer and ale in his saloon. The Doscher saloon remained in the building at least through 1906.
In the meantime, tenants still rented rooms in the upper floors, like 70-year old Henry Daenmaen who died on Christmas Day in 1902, and 38-year old Jacob Knott who was one of two dozen New Yorkers who died of the intense heat on a single day, June 7, 1908.
By 1917 Auguste Otte and his son, Rudolph, ran the restaurant. While World War I raged, the Government enacted "Meatless Tuesdays" in an effort to conserve rations. The slogan "Food Will Win the War" appeared on posters throughout the nation. The Ottes apparently did not get the memo.
On March 10, 1918 the New-York Tribune reported "The Tuesday menu of Rudolph Otte, owner of a cafe and lunch counter at 135 Reade Street, was: 'Pork chops, steak, roast pork, roast beef, goulash, corned beef.'" Otte and dozens of other proprietors had been called before Food Administrator Williams the day before. "Otte confessed that he had never heard of meatless days and didn't know that this country was trying to save foodstuffs for the men at the front," said the article.
"What paper do you read?" asked Williams.
"The German Herold," said Otte.
"The German Herold prints the regulations. Next."
In consequence, the Ottes' business was closed the following Tuesday and a sign hung on the door: Closed for the day for violation of the regulations of the United States food administration.
When Prohibition was enacted in 1920 it changed everything for the business at No. 135 Reade Street--or at least it was supposed to. Policeman Carl Zipf took his job and the 18th Amendment seriously. On April 14, 1921 he devised a sneaky scheme to root out bootleggers that involved wearing street clothes rather than his uniform.
The New-York Tribune reported "Pausing before the building at 135 Reade Street, which formerly housed a licensed saloon, he leaned against the wall, clutched himself at the second button of his single-breasted sack suit, and began to moan." The porter, Leo Busch, heard the sounds of distress and came out to help. Zipf "gasped a plea for a drink." And when Busch returned with a glass of whisky, the officer "straightened up, and, placing a soft hand on Busch's shoulder, informed him he was under arrest."
Prosecuting Busch was not so simple as arresting him. Zipf had to transport both his prisoner and the whiskey. Busch was held in The Tombs and the whisky was transferred to a vial, labelled with the name of the defendant, and taken to No. 125 Worth Street where Prohibition chemists would analyze the liquid to determine whether it was or was not liquor.
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| The New-York Tribune, May 22, 1921 (copyright expired) |
The New-York Tribune thinly veiled its contempt for the policeman's questionable methods. It reported that after dropping off the vial, he "returns to his hunting preserve and presumable continues to look for more suckers to play Samaritan opposite his role of agent provocateur, and awaits the day of the Busch trial."
In 1945 the Episcopal Church sold No. 135 Reade Street to real estate operators John H. Borger, Inc. At the time the property was assessed at $28,000--about $375,000 today. Prohibition had ended 12 years earlier and the ground floor returned to its long tradition of housing a tavern.
In the 1970's it was home to Morgan's Grill, and by 1986 McGovern's Tavern was here. The New York Times described McGovern's that year as a "longtime TriBeCa handout where truckers sidle up to the bar beside young urban pioneers" and noted it "predates the arts-and-trends crowd."
In 2003 the space became the Reade Street Pub. Miraculously surviving more than 175 years of progress, the building's cornice was lost decades ago, replaced by a brick parapet; cast metal lintels were installed over the brownstone originals; and the 19th century storefront has been remodeled numerous times. Nevertheless, the Van Orden house where a feisty 109-year old widow once lived, still retains much of its domestic appearance.
photographs by the author
Monday, February 6, 2017
The Lost Aaron Burr House - 11 Reade Street
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| In the 1890s a barber shop operated from the parlor floor, while a painter had his shop in the basement. The hinged, 12-paned dormer windows open inward, unlike the double-hung 6-over-6 windows below. photographer unknown, from the collection of the Museum of the City of New York |
A decade earlier the cemetery which would become known as the African Burial Ground had been closed and a year later, in 1795, the land was subdivided and sold for house plots. The graves were filled over in preparation for residential development. Reade Street, named for Trinity Church warden Joseph Reade, was opened in 1797 and within the next two decades it filled with handsome brick-faced homes.
Among these was No. 31, a modest two-and-a-half story residence with splayed stone lintels, a plain fascia board below the roofline and two rather severe dormers which poked through the peaked roof.
Perhaps surprisingly to many, the 56-year old Burr returned to New York in 1812, reopening his law offices on Reade Street near Broadway in June that year. The former Vice President struggled. No one had forgotten the duel and clients were scarce. In 1831, when he moved his office and home into No. 31 Reade Street, he was in serious financial difficulty.
In 1832 wealthy French-born merchant Samuel Jumel died in a carriage accident. His wife, Eliza (known popularly as Madame Jumel), came to Burr's office "to consult him as a real estate lawyer," according to The Sun decades later. At the time Burr owed back rent on No. 31 Reade Street and was facing a lawsuit for unpaid debts. Despite the significant different in their ages--the widow was 58 and Burr was now 78--the unlikely couple married in the splendid Jumel mansion in 1833.
Eliza Jumel would quickly regret the union. According to The New York Times decades later, “He abused her confidence, lost a portion of her fortune, and she summarily dismissed him within a year.”
Aaron Burr and his partner, William D. Craft, had closed their law practice at No. 31 Reade Street in 1832, not long after the romance had blossomed. By the first years of the 1850s it was home to the young couple Theodore and Mary Elizabeth Humbert. The 25-year old woman died in the house on Sunday, April 18, 1852, and her funeral was held in the parlor two days later.
In 1856 Reade Street was widened and extended between Broadway and City Hall Place, requiring a renumbering of the addresses. The former Burr house became No. 11 Reade Street.
At the time what had been a quiet residential block half a century earlier was quickly seeing the rise of office buildings and the renovation of houses for business purposes. No. 11 escaped demolition and in 1863 its owner petitioned the Board of Aldermen for a paved sidewalk. On June 9 that year the Board resolved "That the sidewalk in front of No. 11 Reade street, be flagged."
The house was used as a barrel and wooden bucket making shop around this time. But in 1870 the owner was ready for retirement. On March 24 he placed an advertisement in The New York Herald offering "For sale--Good chance, cheap for cash, old established Cooper Shop 11 Reade street, between Centre and Broadway, with Stock, Tools and Work, as the owner wants to get out of business."
The upper floors continued to be rented as living space. It was the home of the Connor family in 1873. On Christmas Day that year Hugh and Margaret Connor's eldest daughter, Elizabeth, died in the house at the age of 21. Her funeral was held here two days later.
In 1890 the house had been owned by the Alexander T. Stewart estate for decades. The millionaire merchant had died in 1876; but the family continued to own and lease it. Two families lived upstairs--those of W. S. Haskins and R. Ford--on May 4, 1890, when fire broke out just before 8:00 p.m. The following day The New York Times reported "A fire last night burned through the roof of the little three-story house at 11 Reade Street. The loss was $1,000. There was no insurance." The loss to the Stewart estate would equal about $27,000 today.
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| Charles Mielatz sketched the house in 1898. Harvard Art Museums/Fogg Museum, Transfer from the Fine Arts Library, Harvard University |
The Sun jumped the gun in reporting of the imminent demolition of the house on May 31, 1897. Saying that several vintage downtown buildings were to be torn down "in a few weeks, and there will be nothing left to mark their sites," the article noted "One of these is at 11 Reade street, where Aaron Burr's law office was...An Italian baker now occupies the front 'parlor' of Burr's old office building, and a plumber, whose shop is in the basement, lives with his family on the second floor."
That plumber was John T. Martin who landed a stable position as "attendant" (today's maintenance man) with the Manhattan Municipal Court by 1898. His yearly salary of $1,000 would translate to about $30,000 today.
The Martin family and the Italian bakery would soon have to find new accommodations. The house was offered for sale at an auction in March 1898, but according to The Iron Age, the building "formerly the house of Aaron Burr, was passed, as no bid could be got for it."
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| On September 23, 1903 The Northwestern Miller published a cleaned-up depiction of the old house. (copyright expired) |
But less than a month later the City purchased the property as part of the site for the new Hall of Records building; also engulfing No. 9 Reade Street and Nos. 29 and 31 Chambers Street. As workers began demolition of the old house, The Sun noted that "tradition...even points out the spike holes in the wall by the door where [Burr's] shingle swung in sight of his legislative triumph."
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| The magnificent Hall of Records, seen here from Chambers Street, replaced the venerable Burr House. from the collection of the New York Public Library. |
In November 1903 The Northwestern Miller lamented "A little way north of the city hall at 11 Reade street stood until recently a small, low, brick building, and though dingy with age, and hardly noticeable to the casual passer-by, is surrounded with memories of Aaron Burr...This old house was recently demolished to make way for improvements, thus one by one the old land-marks are gradually disappearing to make room for the new, taking with them the memories which connect them with the events of other days."
Friday, February 3, 2017
The John H. Fraser Bldg - No. 112 Reade Street
In January 1854 attorney Thatcher T. Payne initiated a petition pushing for "a sewer in West Broadway from Reade to Duane street." Payne was well-respected among New York's professional class; but he was overshadowed by his rather amazing brother, who had died two years earlier. John Howard Payne was an actor, poet, playwright, author, song writer (he was best known for his "Home, Sweet, Home"), and United States Consul to Tunis. After living with the Cherokees for a time, he published accounts suggesting the Native Americans were descendants of the Ten Lost Tribes of Israel.
Thatcher T. Payne no doubt had personal reasons for wanting sewers on West Broadway and Reade Street. The neighborhood was beginning to morph from one of upscale residences to commercial concerns. And in 1859 he began construction on a modern store and loft building on the northeast corner.
No. 112 Reade Street was completed in 1860; an Italianate style structure clad in sandstone with a cast iron storefront. The commercial tenants upstairs took the address of the side entrance, No. 113 West Broadway; while the retail space kept the Reade Street address.
While the Reade Street facade above the storefront was handsome, with segmentally-arched openings that sat on stone lintels supported by delicate brackets and topped with faceted keystones; it was the West Broadway elevation that stole the show.
The central bay boasted a broad, tripartite window at ground floor. Rising directly above, the openings at each story framed grouped exceptionally striking sets of three arched windows. The stone, bracketed cornice rose to a slight pediment upon which a spread eagle--most likely cast iron--perched.
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| The ground floor retail space enjoyed the vast window on the West Broadway side. Painted signage girding the third and fourth floors advertises the tenants, and an American eagle is poised to fly from the pediment. sketch by John M. August Will, from the collection of the Museum of the City of New York |
Not long after setting up in the new quarters, an unfortunate incident took place--one most likely heightened by racial bias--that was nearly disastrous for one of Fraser's employees, Henry Sayers.
Fraser gave Sayers (described by The New York Times on June 12, 1860 as "a poor colored man") with a $50 bill. It was an enormous responsibility, amounting to about $1500 today, and a decided show of trust and confidence on the part of Fraser. Sayers put the bill in his tobacco box for safe keeping; then lost the box.
A newspaper called it a "somewhat suspicious story" and Henry Sayers was arrested, charged with larceny. Faced with a prison sentence, Sayers had the presence of mind to place an advertisement in the local papers. Astonishingly, the ad produced both the box and the bill. In sympathetic wording most would find offensive today, The New York Times reported "The circumstance was made known to Justice Kelly, who immediately released the unfortunate old negro from prison."
It was at about this time that Thatcher T. Payne's health began to fail. He died in 1863, The New York Times mentioning "for several years before his death was in feeble health and unable to give proper attention to business matters."
By 1867 F. S. Weeks & Co. shared the building with Fraser. Mainly dealers in "paper hangings" (i.e. wallpaper), the firm also advertised "window shades, lace curtains, cornices and numerous other articles." By 1872 the company moved to No. 107 Duane Street.
That same year John H. Fraser purchased the building. He continued to lease space, and one of his tenants that year continued the tradition of F. S. Weeks. Hy. A. Smith & Co. advertised as "Paper Trimmer, Wall and Border."
By 1876 Victor E. Mauger, importer of stationery and playing cards, expanded into the building from his headquarters next door at No. 110 Reade Street. Another tenant was S. S. Newton & Co., "coloring agents."
John H. Fraser died on February 21, 1885 at the age of 81. His business was continued by his sons, Edwin and Charles. Interestingly, Fraser's estate continued to own and manage the property; obligating the brothers to pay rent until the turn of the century.
A significant change to the Reade Street shop space came following the bankruptcy of Thorne & Rogers in 1891. The paint and window glass dealers had been in business since 1881 and headquartered in Troy, New York, The Empire State: Its Industries and Wealth said of the firm in 1888, "Only the best paints, oils and varnishes are handled."
In May an advertisement offered the now-vacant store and sub-basement. While the Fraser brothers took part of the store; in February 1893 Friedrich H. Hikler leased the entire space for nine and a quarter years at $3,250 per year (more than $88,000 today).
Hikler listed himself in directories as a "liquor merchant," a polite term that meant saloon keeper. Apparently finding that the two floors below street level included in his lease were unnecessary for his saloon, he advertised on February 10, 1896 "A large basement and sub-basement to let; suitable for business or storage; cheap. F. H. Hilker."
The former paint store would continue as a tavern for decades. By 1902 Emil Deckelmeier and Nicholas Goelz, partners in Deckelmeier & Goelz, had taken over the saloon lease. At the time breweries not only manufactured and sold beer and ale, they often operated saloons where only their own products were sold. Deckelmeier & Goelz leased the saloon in December that year to the Peter Doelger Brewery for $2,500 per year.
At the end of the lease, in 1904, the partners leased it to Bernheimer & Schwartz, owners of the Lion Brewery. They would renew the lease in 1909; but in 1913 Frank Vogric took over, renaming the business Vogric's Cafe.
In the meantime, Edwin and Charles Fraser had obtained ownership of the building. Interestingly, an influx of architects in the first years of the 20th century appeared. Between 1900 and 1906 the offices of W. T. Totten, O. J. Ende Co., W. M. Gilson, and J. Schroth were all in the building.
In 1902 Edwin Fraser transferred his one-half ownership in the property to Minnie Fraser. But something apparently went wrong and a year later he filed suit "against Minnie L. Fraser, action to cancel deed." The courts ruled in his favor in 1905.
Prolific author Edward Earle Purinton had his office on an upper floor in 1903. Sharing the building with architects, the Fraser manufacturing space, and the Manhattan Brazing Works (which promised in the March 1906 issue of Motor magazine, "We make a specialty of brazing cylinders, gears and machinery of every description"), Purinton wrote articles and books on a dizzying array of topics.
In September 1903 The Evening World columnist Mrs. Harriet Hubbard Ayer invited readers to give their opinions as to "Why do men marry the wrong women?" Purinton fired off his explanation which somewhat encapsulated Edwardian views on marital and sexual roles.
He said, in part, "I make sympathy the dominant trait in an ideal wife. A normal husband wants to be mothered as a baby, respected as a man, caressed as a lover, admired as a god. Sympathy satisfies these longings. Nothing else does."
Then, as if anticipating the reaction of female readers a century later, he blamed men for failed relationships. "There are many ideal women, but few ideal wives. The fault is the husband's. If you can understand, appreciate and inspire any woman, you will find ideal wives surprisingly abundant."
Following Edwin Fraser's death, Charles was forced to give up his half of the property in 1908 so it could be liquidated. The building was sold at public auction on November 18 that year.
As tenants came and went in the upper floors, the saloon forced on. In 1915 Hugo Enders held the liquor license for Vogric's Cafe. But change would come, prompted by the enactment of Prohibition in January 1920. After three decades, the days of local factory workers and businessmen sidling up to a mahogany bar for a glass of locally-brewed beer were over.
The surrounding neighborhood had, by now, become part of New York's shoe district. In 1921 the Crescent Shoe Company, owned by Alfred W. Copland, moved in to No. 112 Reade Street.
That year alterations were done which did away with the cast iron storefront. Two years later architect Samuel Rosenblum made further renovations to the building. Offices were installed on the ground and second floor; while factory space continued above. It was likely at this time that the two lower floors were faced in cast concrete with smatterings of classically-influenced decorations.
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| An aerial view shows the first stage of the renovations. The eagle on the pediment has already disappeared. from the collection of the New York Public Library |
Other footwear firms would occupy the building throughout the decades, including S. & W. Shoe Co., the Fred Meyer Shoe Co., and Topper & Berger.
A conversion to residences in 2012 resulted in just one sprawling apartment on each of the top three floors, with commercial space below. Remarkably, the make-over did not destroy the wonderful mid-century advertising for painted outdoor advertising on the West Broadway side.
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