Don't you just love these old photo albums? The embossed surface? The fancy clasps holding it shut? The sheer, weighty heft of them?
Don't you just love these old photo albums? The embossed surface? The fancy clasps holding it shut? The sheer, weighty heft of them?
Recently I’ve been doing some research about 1940s Bethlehem, especially the development of the zoning code and planning board. Any thinking about zoning in Bethlehem must include Howard P. Paddock, real estate developer and planning board chairman. He lived for many years at 420 Delaware Avenue, a lovely brick home built about 1852 for Dr. John Van Allen. According to Allison Bennett, Van Allen was “one of our town’s ‘horse and buggy’ doctors.”
In another post, I’ll get back to Paddock. For now, I want to tell you about the Van Allens.
|Heres' the house in 2012|
This is one of my favorites houses on Delaware Avenue with its brick stylings, front porch, hip roof, carriage barn and four-acre setting, I always seem to fall into the trap of referring to it as the “Dr. Van Allen House” without thinking too much about it. But Dr. Van Allen didn’t live there nearly as long as his wife Charlotte or son Theodore. So down the history rabbit hole I went.
Backing up in time from when the house was built in 1852, the land was part of a 275-acre parcel that was leased by Stephen Van Rensselaer to James McKee in 1803. In the ensuing years, the land was divided up and parcels sold to various Bethlehem families with familiar names like Adams, Hallenback and Winne. Dr. John Van Allen acquired about 14 acres in the 1850s and he is probably the one who had the house built.
Van Allen is also a familiar Bethlehem name. But, there are so many John Van Allens I gave up after finding the 1850 Census which clearly has my John Van Allen. He is age 39, a physician with real estate property valued at $4000. Interestingly, his spouse is Lucy, age 36. The only other person in the household is Elsa Sager, age 30, who is likely a servant.
Now skip forward to the 1860 U.S. Census. Here is John G. Van Allen, age 49, physician, with real estate valued at $5000 and personal property valued at $5000. Quite well off were the Van Allens. Next is his wife Charlotte, age 39, born in New Jersey. Lucy age 9/12, and two servants Elsie Sager and Eleanor Cook. I am assuming the Lucy in the 1850 census was his first wife, although I could not find a death record on her. Did you notice little Lucy, only 9 months old? Maybe she was named after wife #1. And how about Elsie Sager? Looks like she worked for the family for at least ten years.
John and Charlotte were married in 1858. They had 3 children together, Louisa, who died at age 16 in 1876 (the Lucy listed in 1860), baby James who only lived a year and a half and Theodore born in 1861 who went on to be a physician like his father. Dr. John died in 1879 when he was about 68, so he and Charlotte were married about 20 years.
I could find little info about how Dr. John was related to the many other Van Allens that lived in Bethlehem. But, Googling around on Charlotte turned up all kinds of interesting facts about her family in New Jersey.
Charlotte Mercer Cornell was the daughter of the Rev. John Cornell and Maria Frelinghuysen. The Frelinghuyens were a big deal in New Jersey politics and society. Her grandfather was Frederick Frelinghuysen (1753-1804) a Revolutionary War General and U. S. Senator from New Jersey. By the way, her grandmother, General Fred’s wife, was Gertrude Schneck (1753-1794). Charlotte’s uncle Theodore Frelinghuysen (1787-1862) was one of several New Jersey political bigwigs named Frelinghuysen. Both her father and her brother were Reverends.
My big question is how did Charlotte meet John Van Allen? A mystery.
After her husband’s death Charlotte lived in the Bethlehem house while her son Theodore was studying medicine. He graduated from Albany Medical College in 1883. Follow the link below to a very nice write up about him published after his death in 1902. My favorite quote “At times apparently brusque and unsympathetic, he was ever generous to a fault and loyal beyond measure.” By 1900, mother and son were living at 48 Eagle Street in Albany. The census page caught my eye because there were four physicians living right next to each other at 42, 44, 46 and 48 Eagle Street. That would be George Lempe, Arthur Sautter, Arthur Root and Theodore Van Allen.
Charlotte Van Allen, born April 13, 1822, died September 12, 1903. Shortly after that her Bethlehem property was sold and eventually came into the hands of George and Belle Paddock who in turn sold it to Howard P. Paddock.
|Theodore F. C. Van Allen, M.D.|
LINKS in no particular order...
And finally, in case you are curious like me, here is a Street View photo of #42 Eagle Street. Charlotte and Theodore probably lived in a similar looking house - now the parking lot on the left.
Ok - so I am not in Albany County, but last Friday I visited Petersburg National Battlefield in Virginia and remembered the Bethlehem men who fought, and died there. It was the map below with The Wilderness right at the top that really jogged my memory.
James Herring, of Bethlehem, enlisted in Company C, Seventh Regiment, August 1862, and was killed in the battle of the Wilderness.
Stephen Walker, of Bethlehem, was born in Glarken, Scotland, in 1835. He enlisted in Company C, One Hundred and Twenty-first Regiment, August 1862, and was killed in the battle of the Wilderness.
Peter Taylor, of Bethlehem, was born July 10, 1818. He enlisted in Company K, Seventh Regiment, August 8, 1862, and was killed at Reams’ Station, August 25, 1864. While not on this map, Reams' Station was just south of Petersburg.
Capt. David Burhans, of Company H., Forty-third Regiment N.Y. Volunteers, was born in the town of Bethlehem, Albany county, June 24, 1840.
He participated in the battles of Fredericksburg, Chancellorsville, Gettysburg, Rappahannock Station, The Wilderness, Spotsylvania, and other engagements previous to the battle of Po River, where he fell, in the front of that conflict, on the 10th of May, 1864.
He was a young man of unblemished reputation, and highly respected by all who knew him, for his many virtues.
One point that caught my eye was the steamer Lotta. She was a great old steamboat that in the late 1800s made twice a day runs between Albany and Coeymans with stops at the "way landings". And what were those way landings? That would be Bethlehem's very own Cedar Hill and Van Wies Point.
|I think this is Coeyman's Lotta. |
At any rate it is a similar steam boat!
It reminded me about how the Hudson River really was a super highway back when the roads were terrible. Poking about on the old newspaper websites, I found this detailed article about a big party at "The Lions." You saw one of the lions from The Lions in last week's post on Henry Hudson Park.
Here's a transcript of this fun party!
AT “THE LIONS”
Reception By Mr. and Mrs.
James B. Lyon at Cedar Hill
AN IDEAL HOST AND HOSTESS,
IDEAL PLACE AND NIGHT.
Merry-Making in the light of the
Moon – a Charming Social – Event
Last Night’s Brilliant Adieu to the
An ideal night, ideal summer home, ideal host and hostess. Such was the summarized opinion of the numerous friends of Mr. & Mrs. James B. Lyon, who assembled last night at their charming place on the Hudson at Cedar Hill. It was an adieu to the summer season, and a very graceful one it was. In bidding adieu to host and hostess in the small wee hours this morning, everyone one of the guests was impressed with the rare charm of hospitality, whole-souled cordiality and unaffected warmth of welcome which made the reception so delightful. The scene at “The Lions” was exceedingly picturesque. The moon in unclouded beauty shed a lustre over the undulating slopes and wooded knoll that extended from the broad piazza of the cottage to the river itself. Under the swinging lights that surrounded the cottage was assembled as merry a party as rate old Albany could get together, one and all in joyous mood and loud in their praises of the charming spot…
About 8 o’clock in the evening the steamer Lotta, which was specially charted for the occasion, left the foot of State street with the blithe company of guests…At Cedar Hill carriages and carryalls conveyed the company to “The Lions.” …
…All the arrangements for the reception and comfort of the guests were perfect and yet carried out with seeming informality that made the occasion the more pleasurable…
(Albany Times Union, September 9, 1897)
If you haven't been the the Ravena Coeymans Historical Association's museum, please do visit. It is worth the trip, just chock a block full of local history. And since they are Bethlehem's next door neighbor, lots of connections to Bethlehem history as well.
Here's link to their website: https://coeymanshistory.org/
And if you want more info about Hudson River steamers, BHA is having a talk in April about that very subject. Pop over here for info:
And since I am promoting stuff, BHA is hosting a fundraiser called Afternoon Tea on the Titanic that features The Unsinkable Molly Brown, plus yummy treats of course. More info on the BHA website.
Sunday afternoon, about 3:45, partly cloudy, 40°, low tide
The slanted afternoon sun came in and out of the clouds as I walked along the river enjoying the crunch of the light snow underfoot and the towering cotton woods above. What massive trees. With the erosion along the shoreline, a couple are just about ready to fall into the water.
About the pictures - of which I would have taken more if my phone was not on 1% - top to bottom.
Behind the Canada geese you can see the hulk of an old barge. At low tide, if you dare to approach more closely by clambering over the fallen beech tree, you can still see the iron cleats where ropes were tied off and also the heavy decking boards. Slowly, after 100 years or more of being stuck there, it is rotting away.
Through the brambles in the foreground of the next picture you can glimpse one of the interesting pieces of industrial remains that are by the water. This metal object might have been part of the ice warehouse or dock that used to be here. The Hudson has been a working river for a very long time. The channel and shorelines have been changed significantly over the years since Henry Hudson came along in 1609.
In the next photo, in the distance is Barrent Winne's house. Hard to believe there used to be a busy wharf here complete with warehouses, general store and ice house.
Next is the deeply creased bark of a cotton wood tree.
After that is a piece of farming equipment near the side of the road on the way into the park. Its wheels and tines blend in with the wild brambles. J. B. Lyon used to have a large estate here, his big mansion burned down in the 1960s. Farming did happen here, and Lyon also had apple orchards. The next picture shows one of the lions that guard the entrance to the carriage roads that wind thru the estate.
Lastly is the sign at the top of the hill going down into the park.
I wish I had had the battery power to take some snapshots of the waterfall on the Vlomankill and the wonderful mansard roof of the Best house.
Wednesday morning around 9 am, mostly cloudy, about 35°
Scroll along the pictures, all taken this morning, and you can figure out where I am. They get more specific as you go along.
I'm at the Normanskill Farm Park, of course! It is in the City of Albany, just off of Delaware Avenue, a wonderful place with lots of history.
The park is the former Stevens Farm, part of the expansive Norman's Kill Farm Dairy operation. On this farm, established about 1900, Mark Stevens and his crew raised turkeys, laying hens, and hogs, They milked 40 Golden Guernsey cows twice a day. The larger Norman's Kill Farm Dairy also included a dairy on 9W in Glenmont (about where Walmart and Lowes are today) where 200 Guernsey's were milked, a large bottling plant in Albany (demolished for the Albany South Mall project), a milk receiving station in Washington County and a skimming station in Westerlo. Plus an army of home delivery wagons and trucks.
In 1975 Crowley Foods purchased the Norman's Kill Farm name and business, and in 1980 the City of Albany acquired the property I visited this morning.
Walking here can seem so rural and bucolic, but you are definitely surrounded by our busy community. The high bridge carrying Delaware Avenue over the Normanskill practically buzzes with traffic. The low concrete bridge, part of the old Yellow Brick Road and closed to vehicles, is crumbling but you can still walk over it. With some imagination, one can visualize the mills, ice houses, blacksmith shop, and taverns that used to be here. Plus, homes, a church and a school. I try and imagine the tollgate on the west side of the bridge where keeper Peter Esmay collected three cents for travel on horseback via the old Delaware Turnpike.
It was a varied place on both sides of the creek. Now, it is a quiet bedroom community - quiet except for the sound of water rushing over the rocks in the channel, and those cars and trucks zipping over head.
The Whipple Truss Bridge pictured above was constructed in 1867 in Syracuse and moved here in 1899. It connects the Stephens Farm to the road that used to be the Delaware Turnpike. Now that Delaware Avenue travels up high, this low route is called Normanskill Drive. The bridge is an engineering gem and one of the very few such iron bridges still in existence. Also, its fun to walk over!
One surprise on my walk today was how active the beavers have been along the creek - this is down by the dog park and community gardens. There won't be many trees along the banks if they keep it up. I couldn't see a dam or a beaver lodge - more exploring is needed!
After spending yesterday afternoon trying to figure out who Margaret Wynkoop is, I can say with some confidence that she is the former Margaret Arenhoudt, born about1770. The "about" is because the dates on her headstone calculate to 1769, the 1850 census lists her as 78 for a calculated birth year of 1772 and the book below has 1770.
Lucky for me and my research, there is a book. It is called called Wyncoop Genealogy in the United States of America, and person number 311 is our Joshua. According to that book, his parents are Evert and Sarah Wynkoop and he was born September 19, 1770 in Ulster County in the Kingston/Saugerties area. He and Margaret Arnout (birth date June 10, 1770) married and, I quote, "They lived and died and Bethlehem, Albany County, New York." The end. No death dates, no nothing, for Margaret and Joshua.
The Wyncoop Geneology does list their eight children. The eldest, Evert, was born in 1796 and was baptized at Jerusalem Reformed Church, and the rest, John, Hannatie (that would be Anne), Abraham, Peter, Jacob, Garret and Sarah, were all baptized in the First Reformed Church of Bethlehem.
Jerusalem Reformed Church (located in Feura Bush - then in the Town of Bethlehem) records also show them a having a daughter named Annatye, born July 28, 1794, baptized that same year. I wonder if this Annatye died young as I can't find another record of her, and Joshua and Margaret used the name Anna again for their next daughter (born 1800).
Joshua Wynkoop turns up regularly in Bethlehem in the census and assessment rolls. There is even a reference to him registering his cattle mark in 1815.
The 1850 U.S. Census is enlightening. Both Joshua and Margaret are both 78 years old and living in the household of their son Abraham and his wife Sarah Albright (Abraham and Sarah were married June 22, 1834 under the auspices of the Bethlehem Reformed Church.) Also in the household are Abraham and Sarah's nine children.
In the 1855 U.S. Census, Joshua, age 82, is still living with his son, aged 82. By the 1860 Census, the household of Abraham and Sarah Wyncoop only has their children - 10 of them by now.
So, Margaret we know, died in 1853, and I am thinking her husband Joshua must have died between 1855 and 1860. I like to think that he is buried next to Margaret in the family plot I noticed on Wildwood Lane, and his stone is lost. I cannot find a record of him buried anywhere else.
And, by the way, Abraham and Sarah Wynkoop and several of their children are buried at the Jerusalem Cemetery. Apparently he purchased a plot at the Jerusalem Reformed Church Burying Place for $5.
The Wynkoops, father and son, were well off. That 1850 census lists Joshua having property worth $7,000 and Abraham at $2,000.
Now exactly where was that farm - why at the end of modern day Wildwood Lane of course. The 1866 map clearly shows A. W. at the end of the lane and a little further north is A. Wyncoop.
And what happened to the farm? I found a clipping where on February 1, 1883, the heirs to the estate of Abraham Wynkoop were determined to sell "on the premises, to the highest bidder the farm known as the Wynkoop farm, situated in the town of Bethlehem, 6 1/2 miles from Albany and 4 west from Cedar Hill." The farm contained 135 acres. And you know what? I measured on Google maps, and the farmhouse at the end of Wildwood Lane IS about 4 miles from Cedar Hill! Another news report said the property was bid in at $95 per acre.
So, there you have it about this branch of the Wynkoop family.
|Wynkoop coat of arms from the Wynkoop Family Research Library|
|On this snip of the 1866 map, the upside down Y intersection in the middle is today's Elm Avenue and Elm Avenue East. Near the top, you'll see Mrs. Houck - that is the four way stop at Elm Ave and Feuar Bush Road. Wildwood Lane is shown with a dotted line.|
Now, what about the Bronks, Peter, John and Wendell, also buried on Wildwood Lane?
They are still a mystery. I found no obvious connections between the Wynkoops and the Bronks. No children marrying, no Bronk name in the Census near the Wynkoops. Not even a Bronk on that 1866 map. There are several Bronks in the Red Book and there is a Peter who turns up in the 1820, 1830 and 1840 cenus. Plus there is this intriguing note in the records of roads:
"May 28, 1830 Alteration, to the old Quisquethan Road from Peter Bronk's barn easterly through John Haswell's land."
The old Ouisquethan Road - Onesquethaw Road - is today's Feura Bush Road and the Haswells had several homestead along that road. And Wildwood Lane is not too far off from that. Just speculating here - more research needed!
|Here's Cornelis Wynkoop - painted about 1743. Not sure how's he's related, but he sure is cute in his red outfit. (From the Huntington Library)|