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Thursday, April 10, 2014

Finding the Old Kirby/Hewlett Graveyard

In the 1893 article about the di Cesnola graveyard controversy, the location of the graveyard is described thus: "Down at the southerly end of this pond there jutted out into it a little wooded peninsula which for over two hundred years has been used as a burying-ground."

This peninsula can be seen in the 1881 map of Kirbyville, not far from the old Kirby flour mill. Note St. Mark's Church in the right-hand corner of the map.

By 1901, the lake was gone, but the location of the graveyard can be approximated from the house General di Cesnola had built in its place.

Some version of this house seems to have been standing in 1929. Interestingly, the property line seems to echo the shape of the peninsula.


As for the satellite image of the area today - it is difficult to say, but it seems likely that the graveyard (if any of it remains) is in this general area.

The Graveyard that General di Cesnola Disturbed

The following article from the New York World, published September 8, 1893, was sent to me via Facebook by Mike Savoca, a descendant of one of the Spencer Optical factory workers. General Luigi Palma di Cesnola (1832-1904) was the first director of the Metropolitan Museum of Art. Born near Turin, Italy, he fought for the British in the Crimean War, then immigrated to the United States and served in the American Civil War. His estate in Mount Kisco, which abutted that of the notorious Judge Leonard, was sold to him by Albert and Mary Sarles in the 1880s.

General di Cesnola's reputation is somewhat tarnished by his haphazard methods as an amateur archaeologist and by allegations made by art dealer Gaston Feuardent that the general made deceptive restorations to the Cypriot artifacts in his collection (which formed the Cesnola Collection of the MMA). Feuardent's allegations, mentioned in the article below, were generally true. However, the focus of the article is another controversy: that surrounding di Cesnola's treatment of an old graveyard on his property that supposedly contained the remains of Patriot soldiers, in addition to members of the Kirby and Hewlett families. The "troubles" between the villagers and di Cesnola seem to echo those between the villagers and Judge Leonard. In each case, the villagers reacted with shock and disgust to the selfish abandon with which a wealthy man abused his power. On the other hand, both di Cesnola and Leonard felt they had the right to do with their property as they pleased. 

The question is now, does anything remain of the graveyard that di Cesnola destroyed? I am currently on the case. Thanks to Mike for sharing this with us.

Patriots' Bones Dug Up.

Mount Kisco People Say Harsh Things About Gen. di Cesnola's Act.

AN OLD BURYING-GROUND EXCAVATED FOR A DWELLING.

Commissioner Daly Ordered Cesnola's Overseer's House Removed, and the General Moved It Into Burying Ground - Gen. Cesnola Says Only Two Bones Were Dug Up - He Says It's His Burying-Ground, Anyway.

Gen. di Cesnola, of Cyprus and the Metropolitan Museum of Art, has been rummaging among dead men's graves again. It has been known for years that the General was the owner of a private graveyard. Not that he made it himself, the way they do in Texas, but he bought it outright.

It was in 1882 that Gen. di Cesnola bought the graveyard. He bought it as part of a tract of seventy-five acres of land about a mile and a half east of Mount Kisco. He bought it of Albert Sarles, and Sarles had bought it of Hulett. Hulett had bought it of the Kirbys, who owned over a thousand acres of land in and around New Castle Corners, an outlying flank of the village of Mount Kisco.

The tract of land which Gen. di Cesnola bought bordered the eastern and northwestern side of a long, irregular little sheet of water known for generations back as Kirby's Pond. Judge Leonard bought the pond two years ago, blew up the dam which made it a pond, drained it, and made some very soggy meadow land on which bullfrogs and bullrushes thrive.

Down at the southerly end of this pond there jutted out into it a little wooded peninsula which for over two hundred years has been used as a burying-ground. It began as a private burying ground for the Kirbys. Then when the Huletts came into possession they buried their dead in it. It was thrown open by courtesy to other families in the neighborhood, so that for a while, strictly speaking, private property, it came to be in reality a public place for interring the dead. Many soldiers of the Revolution killed in the fighting above White Plains were buried there.

The General had hardly time to acquaint himself with all the features of the land he ha bought before a committee of three waited upon him. They were substantial American citizens and sound Presbyterians and came to see the General about a rumor. The rumor was that the General, being a Catholic, was bound to do just what the Catholic priest had told him to do and the report was that the priest had told him to rip up that Protestant burying-ground and scatter the bones and dust of the dead to the four winds of heaven.

The General relieved their minds. He told them that he was not going to disturb the burying-ground. He told them furthermore that when he submitted to the dictation of any Catholic priest, Cardinal or Pope, as to what he should do with his own private property, he would be a very much older and very much c hanged man from what he then was.

That was trouble number one.

Then a man named Feuardent broke loose. Feuardent was a sceptic and a scoffer about the Cyprian treasures which the General sold to the Metropolitan Museum of Art for such a tidy sum of money. Feuardent said that Di Cesnola was a fraud. Di Cesnola replied.

In the heat of the debate Feuardent accused di Cesnola of having just bought another graveyard in Westchester County for the purpose of ransacking it for skulls and coffin plates to sell to art museum gulls.

That was trouble No. 2 about the graveyard, and now we come to the third and last of the General's burying-ground woes.

That began about six weeks ago, and it originated in the office of Michael T. Daly, Commissioner of Public Works. Commissioner Daly, in his efforts to keep the source of the Croton water supply from contamination, promulgated an edict that the house in which William Garrison lived had to be moved. Garrison had been overseer of Gen. di Cesnola's farm for over ten years. He said if the house was moved he would have to throw up his job and move, too, for he could get no place near by to live in.

Gen. di Cesnola was perplexed, but he had an inspiration. Why not put Garrison in the graveyard? As he thought of it it grew in his estimation to the proportions of a great scheme. He carried it out. He hired Pete Archer to move the house Garrison had lived in bodily over to the graveyard, and before he did that he hired William Wetherell to scoop away enough grave-tops and dig down into enough grave-bottoms for the house to rest on and have a cellar under it.

It was this despoiling of the last resting place of the dead, and particularly of the patriot dead of the Revolution, which has brought down upon the General the final and most serious of all the verbal attacks which his purchase of the graveyard has developed. It is discussed with much bitterness by people for miles around Mt. Kisco and Newcastle Corners.

The General had not been popular with the country people to begin with, and this last act has made them like him less than ever. Extravagant stories as to the number of the bones dug up and the sacrilegious way in which they were handled are going about. As a matter of fact but few bones were dug up. Just how many is a matter of dispute. William Archer says he only saw two and that they were leg bones. This is what Gen. di Cesnola says:

"The house is not in the graveyard proper, but in the front of it. I was present during all the excavations and present for the very purpose of seeing if any bones and relics were turned up. I am too much interested in antiquities to let an opportunity like that pass. If any bones were dug up I intended to put them in a coffin and have them decently interred. Two bones were dug up. They were leg bones, but whether of a man or a woman I could not tell. I told my overseer to put them aside and take care of them. He did put them aside, but the next morning they were gone, and since then we have not been able to find any trace of them. That is all there is to the story.

"The place was never a public cemetery, and if people choose to sell the land in which the bones of their forefathers rest they must not complain if strangers show as little respect for the place as they have shown. The proprietorship of that land lay between me and Judge Leonard. Judge Leonard said if I did not claim it he would. My deed fully shows that it was included in my purchase, and in a suit I had with a telegraph company that was putting up lines Judge Dykman, at White Plains, held that it was mine. Nobody has said anything to me about what I have done, but I suppose they talk among themselves."

Gen. di Cesnola scraped away the soil for the foundation and a little back yard to the house for a depth of about three feet. About [illegible] feet distant from the line of excavation there are two tombstones in good condition, one of white marble and the other of brownstone. Both are moss grown, but the inscriptions are very plain. One reads:

In 
Memory of
Rosannah
Hewlett
who died
July 2, 1836
Aged 67 years
3 months and
Four days

The other, which is the one of brownstone, erected to a member of one of the Kirby family, and this is all that bear legible inscriptions, although there are the outlines of scores of graves visible, many of which have only the broken stubs of headstones sticking out of the ground and are evidently very ancient.

Wednesday, January 1, 2014

The Graveyard in 2014

Today I decided to walk over to the graveyard to see how my old friends were doing in the New Year. This March, it will be 241 years since Isaac Lounsbury, owner of the oldest inscribed gravestone in the cemetery, was buried. I can't say his stone looks like new, but it certainly looks a million times better than it did before its restoration.

The cemetery itself is wearing its age well, too. The snow is gone (but not for long!) and while there is a lot more to do, the place has definitely benefited from all the work we have put into it over the past year. As you may recall, we had several restoration days over the spring and summer, and Hans has taken on the role of unofficial groundskeeper. The town has also been pretty good about removing the leaves that Hans gathered up throughout the fall.


Hans moved these stones back into alignment after one of them had shifted. I like how the surface of the granite is reflective at certain angles, and how the stones are smooth on top and rough on the sides.


Speaking of Isaac Lounsbury, here's his stone, looking better than ever. Thomas Brown (the carver) would be proud of the work that the Cornells have done. I have to say, though I love the 18th-century death's heads and cherubs, this stone is really beautifully done - it may even be the most beautiful stone in the cemetery (in my opinion, of course!). Its beauty lies in the simplicity of the design and its perfect execution.


Charles Haight is looking pretty good as well. Sadly, this stone will never look quite like it used to, but I think it looks as well as it possibly could given the circumstances. While no gravestone should be allowed to decay the way that Haight's stone did, it was especially unfortunate given the fact that Haight was such a great benefactor of St. George's. It was his land, after all, that the church and its graveyard were built upon.


But perhaps no one gave more for others than the soldiers buried in the southeast corner of the cemetery. Thanks to an incredible spreadsheet created by the White Plains Historical Society, I can tell you which people could be buried beneath this marker, but I can't be more specific than that. Other historical societies have been successful in identifying the soldiers buried in nearby graveyards, and we are hoping that with further research we will be as well.


Many of the stones in the cemetery have lines of verse beneath their biographical inscriptions. I don't think I've seen any with as short a verse as this one, which I believe says "Jesus my all." A quick Google search revealed that "Jesus, My All" was the name of a hymnal written in the mid-19th century. Perhaps it was a favorite of Sarah Elizabeth Miller, who was born in 1809 and died in 1887.


Near to Sarah Miller's gravestone is this pile of broken sandstone pieces beside their base.


And not far off from that is the dig site itself. Can you spot Feature 1 (marked by stones), Feature 2 (marked by the pillar we removed from the ground), and the rectangular outline of the remaining pillars? I have to say that we left the place pretty neat! You'd hardly know that only a few months ago there were dozens of people with shovels, trowels, and screens all over the place.


On my way out I stopped by the gravestone of Enoch Greene to get a decent photo ...


... and at the gravestone of Susan Thorn to ponder: why does her stone, and that of her infant son Stephen Jr., face a different direction than her husband, Stephen Thorn? Susan, whose maiden name was Susan Weeks, died in 1852, as did her baby. Stephen died in 1891. I have theories about the patterns of stone orientation in the cemetery, but it's still mostly a mystery to me.


Sunday, May 5, 2013

33: Phebe Maria Van Tassel Chase

Grave of Phebe Maria (Van Tassel) Chase
I suspect that Hannah, whose grave sits behind that of Phebe Maria Van Tassel Chase, is a relative of hers, but I've yet to identify the exact link.

Born in 1835, Phebe Maria Van Tassel was the daughter of Gilbert Van Tassel and Ann Maria Hewlett, both of whom are buried in the cemetery, as is Phebe's sister, Ardelia C. Van Tassel. Gilbert was a shoemaker. In 1850, he and his wife had four daughters living with them.

1850 US Federal Census
In 1860, Phebe was living with her sister Sarah, Sarah's husband George Jackson, and Phebe's future husband Edwin V. Chase. I would love it if anyone could decipher the occupation given for Phebe in the census below. Milliner, maybe? In any case, Edwin was born in Connecticut and was a tin smith. He and Phebe married one year later. Shortly after that, Edwin enlisted in the 7th Regiment, Connecticut Infantry, Company D.

1860 US Federal Census
In 1860, Phebe's sister Ardelia was living at the New-York Institution for the Instruction of the Deaf and Dumb in Manhattan. Sadly, Ardelia would die in 1862.

1860 US Federal Census
Ten years later, and we arrive at the Sexist Census of 1870. Seriously, I call it the Sexist Census because every woman is simply listed by her husband's name. Here, Phebe is "Mrs. E. V. Chase." If I didn't have later censuses, I wouldn't be able to identify this as Phebe. Edwin and Phebe are listed with their two sons, Edwin and Freddie. The name of a third son, John, is crossed out. Was this a mistake, or did the child die?

1870 US Federal Census
Ten years after that, Edwin and Phebe were living in the same place with their two sons.

1880 US Federal Census
After the 1880 census, twenty years elapse before we get another glimpse into the Chase family. By that time, Phebe, age 65, was living with her son Frederick, his wife Mary (who was the daughter of Irish immigrants), and their two-year-old daughter Catherine in Brooklyn. This census identifies Phebe as the mother of three children, one of whom was living. Her son Edwin Chase had died in 1895 and is buried in the cemetery.

1900 US Federal Census
Meanwhile, Edwin Chase the Elder, age 65, was living in Fitch's Home for Soldiers and Orphans in Darien, Connecticut. I haven't been able to determine when he died or where he was buried.

1900 US Federal Census
Phebe, however, died in 1905 and is buried in the cemetery. Her sole surviving child and his wife had five children by 1925. Frederick worked as an electrician, and two of his children worked as typists. His youngest child seems to have been named after Phebe's father.

1925 New York State Census
By 1930, only three children were left in the house.

1930 US Federal Census

  1. Gilbert Van Tassel (1798-1874) m. Ann Maria Hewlett (1798-1870)
    1. Sarah A. Van Tassel (1833-) m. George W. Jackson (1829-)
    2. Phebe Maria Van Tassel (1835-1905) m. Edwin V. Chase (1835-after 1900) in 1861
      1. Edwin L. Chase (1864-1895)
      2. Stephen Chase (1870-before 1900)
      3. Frederick E. Chase (1867-) m. Mary E. (1871-) in 1896
        1. Catherine Chase (1898-)
        2. James F. Chase (1907-)
        3. Mary C. Chase (1908-)
        4. John F. Chase (1912-)
        5. Gilbert A. Chase (1914-)
    3. Ardelia C. Van Tassel (1837-1862)
    4. Susan Van Tassel (1840-)

    Wednesday, April 24, 2013

    26: Mary Merritt Hewlett

    Sampler created by Mary Merritt Hewlett
    You may recall the sampler created by Mary Gove in 1827, which names as instructress a person buried in the cemetery: Phebe Hoag Chase Greene. Above, you can see a sampler that was actually created by someone buried in the cemetery. It was created by Mary Merritt Hewlett around 1848 out of silk thread embroidered on linen. The sampler is featured in the National Society of the Colonial Dames of America's Sampler Survey, and is currently owned by a private collector.

    In this "Family Record," Mary embroidered the names of herself, her husband, and their five children, Phebe, Charles, Merritt, William, and Mary. You can see where she made a mistake in the spelling of her youngest daughter's middle name and had to correct it as best she could. After doing all that work, she wasn't about to start over.

    This Mary Merritt is not the same Mary Merritt who married Gilbert Brundage; she was born in 1791, while Mary Merritt Hewlett was born in 1802. Both Marys had sons named Merritt: Merritt Hewlett was born in 1827, and Merritt Brundage was born in 1831. Presumably, the Marys were cousins, but it will take me more time to iron out all of the Merritt family history.

    I'm not sure, but I suspect that William Hewlett was the son of Isaac and Ann Hewlett, who were born in 1771 and 1773 respectively and are also buried in the cemetery. William was born in 1794 and married Mary in 1822. Their youngest son died in 1837 at the age of five and is buried in the cemetery. William died in 1858 and Mary in 1874.

    Grave of William and Mary Hewlett
    I've had some trouble finding some of the Hewletts in censuses before 1870. This is the earliest one in which I've found Mary Merritt Hewlett: when she was living near the cemetery with children Merritt and Mary Esther. Not shown (because it went onto the next census page): John Davis, a Welsh farm laborer.

    1870 US Federal Census
    William and Mary's son Charles Hewlett married a woman named Dorinda. The couple buried three children in the cemetery in between 1849 and 1853. In 1860, they had moved to New York City, where Charles was working as a carman.
     
    1860 US Federal Census
     In 1880, Charles and Dorinda were living with their 15-year-old son John, who worked in the spectacle factory.

    1880 US Federal Census
    Charles Hewlett died in 1898 and is buried in the cemetery. After her husband's death, Dorinda lived with her son John and his wife Nellie at 303 West 130 Street in Manhattan.

    1900 US Federal Census
    Dorinda died in 1906 and was buried beside her husband.

    Graves of Charles and Dorinda Hewlett
    John and Nellie Hewlett later moved to Ossining, and do not seem to have had any children.

    William and Mary's son Merritt Hewlett was widowed relatively young; in fact, I think he may have already been a widower when he was living with his mother and sister in 1870. In 1880, he had moved to Michigan and was living in a boardinghouse run by his sister Mary.

    1880 US Federal Census
    Merritt Hewlett died in 1905, and Mary in 1911, in Greenville, Michigan.

    That's all I have on the Hewletts for now. I hope to have more after I visit the New York Public Library's Milstein Division again.

    1. William Hewlett (1794-1858) m. Mary Merritt (1802-1874) in 1822
      1. Phebe Ann Hewlett (1822-) m. William H. Jackson
        1. Charles H. Jackson (1851-)
        2. Mary E. Jackson (1854-)
        3. Harriet E. Jackson (1857-)
      2. Charles Hewlett (1824-1898) m. Dorinda D. (1823-1906)
        1. William Henry Hewlett (1849-1849)
        2. Millard F. Hewlett (1850-1851)
        3. Mary F. Hewlett (1852-1853)
        4. Charles Hewlett (1855-)
        5. Maria Hewlett (1857-)
        6. John Hewlett (1864-) m. Nellie (1860-)
      3. Merritt Hewlett (1827-1905)
      4. William Henry Hewlett (1831-1837)
      5. Mary Esther Hewlett (1838-1911)