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Katherine Boyce Tupper: Wife of a Murder Victim and Wife of a General

April 4, 2015 in Tupper Family, Uncategorized Tags: Clifton Stevenson Brownm George C. Marshall, Elizabeth Coles, Genealogy, Katherine Boyce Tupper

Katherine Boyce Tupper (1882-1978), the daughter of Henry Allen Tupper, Jr., and Marie Louise Pender, was the second cousin, twice removed, of my wife. Katherine graduated from Hollins College in 1902 and then went to study drama at the American Academy of Dramatic Arts in New York. She then went to London with her sister Allene. But Katherine’s American accent was a major obstacle, and her father cut off her allowance as soon as she joined a cast. Allene, however, continued getting her allowance and supported both of them while Katherine tried to get rid of her accent. Katherine played various parts, but became ill. In Baltimore she was diagnosed with exhaustion, and sent to the Adirondacks to recuperate. There she again met a childhood friend, Clifton Brown; he fell in love and proposed. She turned him down because she wanted to be an actress. But her pain and paralysis returned, and she decided to give up the stage.

Mrs. Clifton S. Brown

Katherine Tupper

 Katherine as a young bride 

She married the Baltimore attorney, champion tennis player, and president of the Whist Club Clifton Stevenson Brown at her parents’ house, 34 Gramercy Park, in New York, on September 30, 1911. They returned to Baltimore, and lived at 1015 N. Calvert St.

1015 north calvert

1015 North Calvert St.

They had three children, Molly Pender (1912-1997), Clifton Stevenson, Jr. (1914-1952), and Allen Tupper (1916-1944). Katheryn had some money, and decided to buy a summer cottage on Fire Island. On June 4, 1928 she called her husband’s office to inform him the final papers for the purchase had arrived, but there was no answer.

Clifton Brown represented Louis Berman in the matter of settling the $300,000 estate of Philip Berman, Louis’s father, from which Louis received $36,000. Brown charged Berman a fee of $2,500 for this work. When Berman refused to pay, Brown sued him.

Clifton Brown Headline

 

On June 4, 1928 Berman lay in wait for Brown at Brown’s office on the seventh floor of the Calvert Building. Berman shot Brown twice; Brown tried to flee down a corridor, but Berman pursued him and shot him three more times. Brown was taken to Mercy Hospital, where he died minutes later. Katherine was left a widow with three children: thirteen, eleven, and nine.

Berman was indicted and tried in September 1928. Berman’s attorney had “alienists” examine Berman for an insanity defense, but the defense’s own witnesses said Berman was sane and knew right from wrong. The defense attorney then tried to discredit his own witnesses. Berman was convicted of first degree murder and sentenced to life in prison, There he filed a habeas corpus appeal every time  a new judge was installed in Maryland on the grounds that his hour and a half psychiatric examination had not been adequate. He did this over a hundred times and taught other inmates how to do it. Berman had to be transported to courts all over the state for his hearings. Finally Maryland passed a law that once a judge had finally ruled on a point it could not be raised again.

The two Mrs. George Catlett Marshalls

George Marshall as infant

The infant George

Cadet Marshall

 George as VMI cadet

  The First Mrs. Marshall

Elizabeth Coles

Elizabeth  “Lily” Coles

Mrs. Coles was concerned. Her daughter Lily was a VMI widow. That is, she had dated many cadets, but nothing had come of it. But then…

While a cadet at VMI, George Marshall met his future wife, Elizabeth (“Lily”) Carter Coles. “She was a very lovely looking woman,” said Marshall. “I guess you might call her a beauty.” Lily lived with her mother in a house just off of the campus. She was “the finest amateur pianist” Marshall had ever heard, and her music and charm so captivated him that he routinely “ran the block” to see her. These visits were against school regulations and would be dismissal offenses if discovered. Because Marshall was the senior military officer of his class, he gambled that he was above suspicion. Moreover, he was in love. The young couple were married on February 11, 1902, in a simple Episcopal ceremony inside the bride’s home. The somber-looking wedding party pictured here on the Coles’s front porch was not entirely a harbinger of things to come. The marriage was an extraordinarily happy one for twenty-five years.

Marshall Coles wedding

Coles-Marshall Wedding

Left to right:
Marie (Marshall’s sister), Lily, George,
Stuart, Mr. and Mrs. George C. Marshall Sr.,
and Mrs. Walter Coles

Elizabth Marshall in China

Lily in China

Lily died in 1927 of a heart condition that had prevented her having children.

The second Mrs. Marshall

Katherine Tupper

 Katherine as widow 

George Marshall

 George as Widower

After her husband’s murder Katherine stayed with her sister in Connecticut for eight months; she  and Molly then went to Hawaii and stayed in a cottage in Waikiki for several months. On the way back to Baltimore she stopped off in Columbus to see Molly’s godmother Mrs. William Blanchard when they was invited to a small dinner at Tom Hudson’s house. Mrs. Hudson was a freind of Katherine’s from Hollins College. Lt. Col. George Marshall was there. Katherine recounts:

When he first arrived the Colonel was standing by the fireplace. My first impression was of a tall, slender man with sandy hair and deep-set eyes. He refused the cocktails when they were served and this attracted my interest, for it was in prohibition times when the main topic of conversation was, “How do you make your gin?”

I said, “You are a rather unusual Army officer, aren’t you. I have never known one to refuse a cocktail before.”

He asked agreeably how many I knew.

“Not many,” I confessed.

“This certainly was someone different. At dinner he told amusing stories….

When Molly started to leave with a young escort, Colonel Marshall asked to take me home. Now Columbus is a rather small place and after driving around for an hour I asked, “How long have you been at Fort Benning?”

“Two years.”

“Well,’ I said, after two years haven’t you learned your way around Columbus?”

“Extremely well,” he answered, “or I could not have stayed off the block where Mrs. Blanchard lives!”

The next summer  I told my sons that I had asked Colonel Marshall to visit us at Fire Island as I wanted him to know them. Clifton suspected something at once and said, “If it makes you happier, Mother, it is all right with me.” But Allen, then twelve, sad, “I don’t know about that, we are happy enough as we are.” Early the next morning he came to my room. “It is all right, Mother, about your asking Colonel Marshall.” That summer George told me that Allen had written him a most amusing letter in which he said, “I hope you will come to  Fire Island. Don’t be nervous, it is OK with me. (Signed) A friend in need is a friend indeed. Allen Brown.” And they were friends until the end.”

Emmanuel

 Emmanuel Episcopal Church, Baltimore

They were married in the chapel of Emmanuel Episcopal Church in Baltimore on October 2, 1930.    Marshall’s best man was General Pershing, whose aide-de-camp he had been. Pershing had known tragedy also; his wife and three of his daughters had died in a fire at the Presidio in 1915.

Pershing and Marshall

 Pershing and Marshall

 In 1938 Katherine and Molly were at the cottage on Fire Island when the great New England hurricane hit. Their house survived, but they had to flee through waist-deep water.

Fie Island 1938

Fire Island, 1938

George and Katherine on Fire Island

George and Katherine on Fire Island

Katherine had to deal with the problems of life in an underfunded peacetime army, and then the problems of a nation that saw a looming war. After Pearl Harbor she knew that the United States was losing the war and all that the loss would mean for her nation and her family. Later when the tide turned her own children were in peril on the battlefields. Amidst all this were the practical problems of being wife of the Chief of Staff. Even she couldn’t get all the food she needed, and tried to raise chickens at their place in Leesburg. After a traumatic experience with  the chickens, she resolved never again to complain how much they cost at the butcher’s.

 

Marshalls Spring 1941

The Marshalls in spring 1941

Marshalls Spring 1944

Katherine in spring 1944; she said the war had turned her hair white

Katherine Marshall. Life 1944

Katherine in Life magazine, 1944

Marshalls April 1945

 The Marshalls in April 1945

Marshalls 1949

 The Marshalls in 1949

Marshalls 1950

 The Marshalls in retirement,1950

Dodona Manor

Dodona, the Marshalls’ house in Leesburg, Virginia

Marshall funeral

George’s funeral,1959

Katherine Tupper elderly

 Katherine lived to be 96

Katherine Tupper Book

 Together: Annals of an Army Wife

by Katherine Tupper Marshall (New York, Tupper and Love, 1946) 

George Marshall marker

Henry Allen Tupper, Jr.: Baptist Minister and World Traveler

April 3, 2015 in Tupper Family, Uncategorized No Comments Tags: Armenia, Carranza, Genealogy, Henry Allen Tupper, Jr., Mexico

Henry Allen Tupper, Jr. (1856-1927), was my wife’s first cousin, three times removed. He married Marie Louise Pender (1859-1921) on August 5, 1879, and they had three surviving children, Allene Pender (1859-1921), Katherine Boyce (1882-1979), and Tristram (1886-1954).

Henry was born in Washington, Georgia, where his father was a Baptist minister, and he followed in his father’s footsteps.

Tupper birthplace

Henry Allen Tupper, Jr.’s birthplace

Henry was educated at Charleston College, the University of Virginia, and the Southern Baptist Theological Seminary, which his uncle, James Boyce, had founded.

Henry was the pastor of Seventh Baptist in Baltimore; its building, at Paca St. and Saratoga St., is now St. Jude’s Shrine.

Seventh Baptist

 The former Seventh Baptist, Baltimore, Maryland

He took a journey around the world in 1895-1896 and wrote a travelogue: Around the World with Eyes Wide Open; The W0nders of the World Pictured by the Pen and Pencil (1898).

Tupper in CeylonHenry in Ceylon

 

Tupper in IndiaHenry in India (here he much resembles his uncle James Boyce)

The Armenians

Henry Allen Tupper Armenia cover

Tupper Armenia book

 

The most serious part of Henry’s travelogue is on Armenia, and he expanded it on a separate book on Armenia: Armenia: Its Present Crisis and Past History.  He said of one Turkish atrocity against the Armenians, which included herding Armenians into a church, dousing them with gasoline, and setting them on fire:

 Had it not been for the intervention of the authorities, after the set time of one, two, or three days, the entire Christian population would have been exterminated. And the bloody work was stopped, not because the Moslems did not want to make a clean sweep of the Christians and pillage all their goods, but because those who inspired the slaughter thought that one, two or three days of killing was about as much as Europe would stand at one time. Turkish Toleration. Nor let it be supposed that the Turks as such, hate the Armenians as such. The Armenians have been for centuries the most submissive and profitable subjects; and they would still be most loyal, if, instead of the increasingly oppressive policy of the Sultan Abdul Hamid, their lives and honor and property had been even tolerably protected. All this, many Turks know very well, and regret the cruel and utterly impolitic course of the present sovereign. The Turk, as a man, has many excellent qualities. It is his religion which at certain times makes a devil of him. It is the very essence of Mohammedanism that the Giaour has no right to live save in subjection.

Henry, a Baptist, praised the Armenians for their loyalty to Christianity:

For more than a thousand years, the Armenians have been subjected to the bitterest persecutions, and during these centuries they have willingly chosen death with terrible torture, rather than prove false to their faith.

Henry despaired because the apathy of the European Powers would offer no help to the Armenians. He proposed allowing the entire Armenian nation to emigrate to Canada and the United States. But nothing was done. The Turks noted that the Armenians had no friends, and began to murder them systematically, killing between 1 and 1 1/2 million, driving them into the deserts to die of thirst and starvation.

Armenains 1 Armenians

Still no one cared. Adolph Hitler, deciding what do do with the Slavs and Jews who occupied the lands that he wanted, asked Wer redet heute noch von der Vernichtung der Armenier? Who today speaks of the annihilation of the Armenians?

New Jersey and New York

He became the minister at First Baptist (1897-1900)  in Montclair, New Jersey, apparently a well-to-do church.

 

First Baptist Montclair 1First Baptist, Montclair, New Jersey

 

But he gave that up in  to take the pastorate of  Fifteenth St. Baptist church in Brooklyn, a poor church.

34 Gramercy Park East

34 Gramercy Park

Henry seems to have some independent means, since he lived at 34 Gramercy Square in Manhattan; and in  in he announced he would no longer take a salary from his church.

Mexico

Henry’s father had been corresponding secretary of missions for the Southern Baptists,and had helped found Baptist schools in Saltillo, Mexico. Henry’s sister Mary Caldwell taught there.

Henry allen Tupper 1913

Henry Allen Tupper, 1913

After the presidency of Porfirio Diaz, Mexico suffered from a civil war between the Federalists and Constitutionalists. Protestants had established  the International Peace Forum with Taft as its honorary president. They asked Henry to go to Mexico to investigate and to try to mediate between the factions. Presumably he was asked because of the family connection with the Mexican missions.


Carranza

Venustiano Carranza (1859- assassinated 1920)

He went there and met Venustiano Carranza, with whom he was impressed, and thought him “an educated, cultivated man.” Henry was frequently in personal danger; his train was attacked, and with his daughter Allene  he had to take refuge from a firefight in a theater in Mexico City. She had lived in Mexico City for eleven month as a correspondent. One day she and her father walked downtown to a movie. She said that

[we] had been watching the pictures about 15 minutes when hundreds of persons rushed in seeking refuge. When the place was filled the great iron shutters, which completely lock up the doors and windows of all the stores of Mexico City, were thrown into place. There we were herded like cattle, with the sound of bullets singing outside for several hours, when everything was declared safe, teh doors thrown open and we went out into teh street. The picked our way over the bodies of several citizens and horses and made our way home. The town hadn’t been attacked at all. It seemed that one group of soldiers merely wanted the horses that another group was riding.

Carranza buttered Henry up and expressed  great interest in education in Mexico and a desire to establish complete religious liberty n Mexico. Carranza insisted on paying Henry’s travel expenses; Henry asked the opinion of Carranza’s attorney, who said Henry could accept the offer of $3,466 as reimbursement.

Carranza asked for an end to the embargo on American arms.  Meanwhile Pancho Villa was raiding across the border and whole Mexican armies and their families were seeking refuge in Texas.

Henry’s father had been corresponding secretary of missions for the Southern Baptists,and had helped found Baptist schools in Saltillo, Mexico. Henry’s sister Mary Caldwell taught there, which the plight of the school a special pathos.

horses were stalled in the very room  where my sister taught these girls,  and I felt rather a personal interest in it, as my father had dedicated it.

Henry’s attempts to help got him into trouble; he had to explain his actions to the hostile Senate Committee on Foreign Affairs.

Cardinal Gibbons had written Henry to thank him for his work in Mexico, but the Jesuits in America claimed that the Constitutionalists were tools of the Protestants and had paid a bribe to Henry – who fortunately had kept records of all correspondence and deposits.

Henry lamented,

there are some people in the world who never get their eyes above dirt. It is money, money, money all the time.

As  Senator Albert Fall pointed out to Henry,  the 1917 Mexican constitution had forbidden any foreign-born clergy from working in Mexico and had forbidden any religious organization to operate any type of educational institution. Henry had been deceived; he should have listened to what he himself had said:

the more and more I studied Mexico…the more mysterious Mexico became. After I first paid my visit there I lectured on Mexico. The second time a paid a visit there I stopped lecturing on Mexico because I saw many angles to the situation.

Washington, D.C.

First Baptist DCThe old First Baptist, 16th St., Washington, D.C.

In 1918 Henry went to First Baptist on Sixteenth St. In Washington, D. C. (where Jimmy Carter would later attend church and teach Sunday school).

Henry Allen Tupper mature

 The mature Henry Allen Tupper

 Davis, Harding’s Secretary of Labor, sent Henry to the Middle East in 1922 to look into immigration questions. Henry took the Orient Express from Paris to Istanbul. Henry stressed the importance of keeping “undesirable elements” out of the country and protecting immigrants from “commercial sharks” and helping them attain citizenship. He also wanted the Turks expelled from Europe and that America should insist that the Turks stop persecuting national minorities and Christians.

Henry allen tupper 1922

Henry Allen Tupper, 1922

After the death of his wife, in 1923 Henry married Debbie J. Crabbe, the widow of the controller of the city of Philadelphia. He had a stroke and died on  September 29, 1927 at 1015 North Calvert Street in Baltimore, the house of his daughter Katherine (Mrs. Clifford Brown).

1015 north calvert

 1015 North Calvert St.

Baltimore. Maryland 

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Henry Allen Tupper, Baptist and Confederate

April 1, 2015 in Boyce Family, Uncategorized 2 Comments Tags: Confederacy, Genealogy, Henry Allen Tupper, Lottie Moon, Nancy Boyce, Washington Georgia

Henry Allen Tupper (1828-1902) married my wife’s second great grand aunt, Nancy Johnstone Boyce (1829-1888), the daughter of Ker Boyce. Nancy’s brother, James Petigru Boyce, also a minster, played a key role in Baptist history, as we shall see.

The Early Years

Henry Tupper’s education outside the home was under the care of Dr. Dyer Ball who became a missionary in the East. Ball was his school teacher and Sunday school teacher as well. He was at Ball’s school in 1836 during his eighth year. His closest friend during High School was Henry Hannibal Timrod who became the famous poet. Timrod was a constant inspiration to Henry, but he spent a great deal of time during his high school years in outside sports, such as: running, riding, dancing, swimming, shooting and other related activities. Sports he allowed to interfere with his learning.

The Tupper family attended the First Baptist Church in Charleston, and there he met his friend James Boyce and James’s sister, Nancy. Henry remembered her at church:

Frequently she dressed in white. I often thought that the garb was a fit and beautiful emblem of her simple and pure character. The plainness of her dressing was always to be noted in view of the fact that she was literally doted on by her father, who was probably the wealthiest man in the city, and known by all to be devoted to his children. She was really “the pious, consistent little member of the church.” She visited the poor, sought children for the Sabbath school, and was ready for every good word and work.

Henry went to Madison College, where he was affected by skeptical currents of thought.

The Conversion

Henry’s flirtation with skepticism haunted him. In 1837 he heard Dr. Fuller preach.

I went to the door (of the church), but was afraid to enter. Next morning before breakfast I went and took my seat by the door. Mr. Crawford came to me. The devil took possession of me and I began with my skeptical arguments. He sent Mr. Wyer to me. Though very tender and affectionate, he finally arose and said: “Young man, your infidelity will damn you.” I was greatly offended. Instead of going home to breakfast, I walked out of town full of anger and with the words ringing in my heart—“Will damn you.” I concluded that I would be damned…. I went again to the meeting. Dr. Fuller spoke to me. Sent Mr. Wyer to me, who said: “You are not far from the Kingdom,” but I knew that I would be damned. I talked wildly to mother about my sins and ruin. Went to father’s office, paced up and down the back store praying for deliverance. Tut (my brother Tristram) came in dancing and singing. I burst into tears and told him: “I will be damned, but you must not!” I made him kneel down and prayed for him. Then I hid myself in the hayloft and poured out my distressed spirit to God. Going home, I found that Dr. Fuller had left for me James’ Anxious Inquirer. The devil again entered me. I vowed I would not go again to hear Dr. Fuller and I would resist salvation even if it were forced upon me. Mother chided me kindly but wisely. My conscience pricked me. My sins seemed like a mountain crushing me to perdition. I read The Anxious Inquirer almost all night. I was relieved and alarmed. The idea of a false hope terrified me. In the morning I went to the Inquiry Meeting. In reply to my fears Dr. Fuller said: “If you go to hell I will go with you and we shall preach Jesus there until they turn us out, and then where will we go?

Henry allenTupper

The young Henry Allen Tupper

Henry courted Nancy Boyce and were married on November 1st, 1849 at Kalmia, the summer residence of her father Kerr Boyce, near Graniteville, teh mill town in which Ker had invested. In 1850 Henry was ordained at the Baptist church there.

He was called to the Baptist church in Washington,Georgia, in 1853 The frame church had been built around 1827. In 1853  the church was completely renovated, the form of the cupola was altered, and a baptismal pool was evidently put in the building. The next year two small rooms were built at the rear of the church for the use of the baptismal candidates.

 

Tupper house 1

 Tupper House, Washington, Georgia (1832)

Ker Boyce in 1853 bought  a house for his daughter and son-in law. In 1860 Henry added the colonnade.

H. A. Tupper, Ninth Georgia, C. S. A.

There he became an ardent Confederate. He preached to the Washington, Georgia congregation A Thanksgiving Discourse on Thursday September  1862 on one of the favorite texts of the American Revolution, :the snare is broken.” He denounced “Northern rapacity” and its “peculiar sentiment,” a hatred of the South so intense that only “monstrous barbarities” can satisfy Northern bloodlust. “The struggle only makes us rejoice…that we have escaped form an unnatural and destructive union.”

Jefferson Davis appointed him chaplain to the Georgia Ninth regiment. There Henry shared the misery of army life.

To breakfast at ten o’clock is not very usual in camp, yet the 9th Georgia has been so fashionable to-day. As ordered, we left late encampment yesterday morning and pitched tents here between Centerville and Fairfax (Virginia). Rain on way, but pleasant meditation on Psalm 34:7 (“The angel of the Lord encampeth round about them that fear him, and delivereth them”). Great comfort and sublimity in the things of Almighty power and love stretched over the universe, and under whose shadow the children of men are allowed to trust. After wet time in getting up tent, I had just got snugly ensconced between my blankets when horsemen rode rapidly up to staff tents, and soon I heard from guard: “We are ordered off.” About nine, the regiment started with rapid march. Whither, none knew; but enough for the soldier, “A fight on hand.” No water, no provisions taken, in excessive haste. Chaplain stopped at door and filled canteen and brought a partly eaten pone of stale corn bread. The night black and stormy. Rain came down in a flood. Couldn’t see “hand before the face.” Separated from regiment, let horse pilot way, though started and jumped and whirled round ever and anon, at what I knew not, and she probably as wise. Road to Fairfax Court House the left, to Fairfax Junction right, at intersection; but which the regiment would take I had no idea, and had no idea that would see road when got to crossing. Fortunately halted there by picket, who directed to the right. Soon ran into rear of column and all together we tumbled along. I know no more expressive word. The road like slime. The rain unabated, the darkness above, the same because it could not be blacker. Men tumble down and walked upon; shoes drawn off by mud; several pistols and one sword lost. Still the line crowds on to Fairfax Junction, where arrive about 1 a.m. after such a march as even the severely taxed “Ninth” has never had and will probably never have again. No one has ever experienced the like—seen such a night, had such a march, and, on the whole, been in such a press of circumstances. And when we arrived the announcement is issued from headquarters: “No need of regiments…. Fight over and enemy repulsed.” Next order: “Take the woods and return in morning to camp.” With great difficulty fires are kindled. And there we stood all night in rain—drenched and searching and looking for the day. Never did the light look so beautiful, but the most beautiful of sights was our “camp” again after the remarch, which was made in quick time, and the half dry and hungry 9th made first for their mess chests, at which they got about 10 a.m…. My thoughts, in that horrible darkness and storm, were above this world, I hope. The glorious wings seemed stretched over me. No thought of evil to myself entered my mind.

Old Bank Building

Where the Confederacy died

May 4, 1865

On May 4, 1865 Jefferson Davis and his cabinet met in the old bank building in Washington, Georgia and dissolved the Confederate government.

While standing on the pavement in front of the building, his horse saddled, his bridle in hand,  just ready to mount, he [Davis] was approached by our Baptist minister,  the Rev. H. A. Tupper,  who spoke some words of encouragement and Christian comfort to him.  Mr. Davis, taking him by the hand, said with the greatest fervor, “Though He slay me, yet will I trust in Him.” He mounted his horse and made way.

 

Henry Allen Tupper and Jeff Davis

 Henry Allen Tupper shaking the hand of Jefferson Davis,

May 4, 1865

 The congregation was impoverished. In 1864 money was repaid to the church in Confederate bills and invested by the treasurer, by order of the church, in Confederate bonds. At the end of the year the treasury was down to $5.00.

 H. A. Tupper and Baptist Missions

Henry Allen Tupper 1

 H. A. Tupper in his later years 

 In 1872 Henry left the church in Washington, Georgia, to become Corresponding Secretary of the Board of Foreign Missions of the Southern Baptist Convention. Lottie Moon, a missionary in China, corresponded with him, a correspondence which resulted in the Lottie Moon Christmas offering for missions, an offering that since inception has raised $1.5 billion dollars for Baptist missions. Henry also helped establish a mission to Mexico. an act that had consequences for his son and granddaughter. Henry worked in the mission office until 1893, when he retired, and  died in Richmond in 1902. He lived at 1002 Capitol St, the house built my Governor Edmund Randolph.

Edmund Randolph house

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Newbold Lawrence

April 1, 2015 in Uncategorized No Comments Tags: Genealogy

 

Newbold Lawrence

 

Newbold Lawrence

 

 

Anna Hough Trotter

Newbold Lawrence (1809-1885) was my wife’s third great grand uncle. He was the son of John Burling Lawrence (1774-1844; my wife’s fourth great-grandfather) and Hannah Newbold (1732-1832). He married Anna Hough Trotter (1821-1893) of Philadelphia. She was the daughter of Joseph Trotter (1783-1853), president of the Bank of Philadelphia.

Joseph Trotter

The portrait of Joseph Trotter

over the mantle at the 29th St house.

Newbold spent the summers of his childhood at Forest Hill, the house that his father Joseph had built. It was perfect for shooting. The property is now at 133rd St and Riverside Drive.

Forest Hill

 

Forest Hill

Newbold and Anna moved into 45 East 29th Street in Manhattan in 1851. It was a three story brick row house on what had recently been farm land. They both lived there during the winter season until they died.

Newbold Trotter city house 1

Newbold Lawrence city home 2

The parlor at Christmas

The Lawrences had a Home Dramatic Society. The year 1876 saw these productions:

Newbold Lawrence theatricals 3

Newbold Lawrence theatricals 1 Newbold Lawrence theatricals 2

The house remained in the family at least until the 1920s. The daughter, Caroline (1852-1937), was the last inhabitant; she never married.

Caroline Lawrence

Caroline in the Quaker wedding dress of her grandmother Ann Hough.

A surprise party was given one evening to the unmarried daughter who still lived in the house. Gifts of silver were presented to her, that she might have a share in the generosity brought forth at the marriages and anniversaries of the other sisters.

The last family function was held in 1924, a wedding reception for a granddaughter.

It was an old fashioned party to suit the house, illumined only by candle light and gay with flowers. As the bride and groom descended the staircase their departure was in the midst of a shower of rose petals, which afterward lay inches deep on the floor!

Newbold and his brother Alfred developed the area that became Cedarhurst and Lawrence. They had to have a railroad built to the area, it was so remote. There also Newbold built his country house, which the family frequented during the summers.

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Lawrence summer home in Lawrence, Long Island

One holiday, July 4, 1877, was commemorated in a poem by C.T. L. (Caroline Trotter Lawrence). It begins

On the bright morn of July fourth,
A party numbering ten set off,
Full of fun and right good will,
Meaning to prove their crabbing skill
Sat “Old White Bridge,” and from its side
To drop their lines in the rising tide.
This party now of which I tell,
Was first led off by N.T. L. [Newbold Trotter Lawrence]
Who carried, basket, net and bait,
For ready use the crabs t’await.

The poem goes on at length, and concludes

Much more indeed the Muse could tell
Of a day we’ll all remember well.
Yet now methinks her lengthy song,
Should finish ere the break of dawn;
And may it prove a pleasant ending
To the happy hours we’ve all been spending.

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Elizabeth Miller Boyce

March 18, 2015 in Lawrence Family, Slavery, Uncategorized No Comments Tags: Bayside, Charleston, Elizabeth Miller Lawrence, Genealogy

Elizabeth Boyce

Elizabeth Miller Boyce was my wife’s second great grandmother.  Born on June 22, 1835 in Charleston, she was the daughter of Ker Boyce and his second wife Amanda Caroline Johnston (1806-1837).

Ante-bellum Charleston had extensive business connections with New York, which had been the center for building the ships that carried on the legal slave trade. Southerners claimed that New York City was “almost as dependent on Southern slavery as Charleston.” New York financed the cotton trade, including the purchase of slaves. Southerners were ubiquitous in New York; perhaps 100,000 Southerners visited the city each year.

It was presumably this connection that enabled Elizabeth to meet Frederick Newbold Lawrence (1834-1916).  She married him on December 6, 1855 and moved to Bayside.

Elizabeth Boyce color

Marriage Portrait

The Lawrences had a Quaker heritage. They were not abolitionists, but many members of the family had been involved in manumission. Family legend has it that when Elizabeth moved to New York, she took her maid, a slave, with her. Elizabeth freed the slave, as required by the laws of New York State, and paid her wages.

When the maid died, it was discovered that she had saved all her wages and left them in her will to Elizabeth. She requested that she be buried at the feet of Elizabeth in the Lawrence cemetery.

A touching story and it may even be true.

Elizabeth’s husband Frederick became a Colonel in the state militia of Flushing’s  Civil War; her brothers were in the Confederate Army.

In 1891 Elizabeth donated the land for All Saints Episcopal Church in Bayside.

All Saints Bayside

She died June 26, 1894 and is buried in the Lawrence graveyard in Flushing.

Lawrence Cemetery

 

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Ker Boyce, Southern Industrialist

March 18, 2015 in Boyce Family, Uncategorized No Comments Tags: Charleston, Genealogy, Ker Boyce, slavery, Southern industrialism, William Gregg

Ker Boyce young

Ker Boyce (1787-1854) was the third great-grandfather of my wife.  He was born in upcountry Newberry, South Carolina, (about which more in future blogs) and moved to Charleston. He married first Nancy Johnston; when she died, he married her sister Amanda Caroline Johnston.. My wife’s great grandmother, Elizabeth Miller Boyce, was the child of the second marriage, as was James Pettigru.

Ker Boyce and wife

In his youth Ker was “mirthful and mischievous,” although he came from Scotch-Irish Presbyterian stock. He became a merchant in Newberry, and in 1813 began to trade overland with Philadelphia because the sea routes were blocked by the British navy during the War of 1812. In 1817 he moved to Charleston and became a commission merchant. He also loaned money to planters. He survived the panic of 1825.

In 1830 Ker and Amanda began attending the sermons of the young Baptist preacher Basil Manly. Manly was called away on church business but hesitated to go because his young son was ill. He and his wife prayed over the decision and he decided to go. On his return he found his child dead. The following Sunday he preached on the text “If I am bereaved of my children, I am bereaved”; and Amanda was converted. This event was to have repercussions in Southern history.

Ker Boyce d. 1854

Ker became the wealthiest man in South Carolina. He helped found the Bank of Charleston and became its president. In 1836 he bought a failing sugar company and recapitalized it, and renamed it the Charleston Sugar Refining Company. He was also president of the South Carolina Paper Manufacturing Company. He was on the boards of the South Carolina Railroad, the South Carolina Insurance Company, and the Charleston Gaslight Company. He owned major shares of twenty other companies. He was President of the Charleston Chamber of Commerce. In that role in 1845 Ker offered this sentiment at the occasion of the retirement of the British consul:

“Commerce – The parent of civilization, the nursery of arts, the bond of universal peace.”

Ker owned 9,000 acres near Aiken; he was also an investor in William Gregg’s mill town of Graniteville, which was built on Ker’s land.

Gregg (and presumably Ker) knew that an economy based on the production of raw materials would always be poorer than one (such as in the North) that transformed raw materials into finished products.

Gregg became committed to the idea that South Carolina was wasting its potential by shipping raw cotton to the North and buying back finished goods at exorbitant prices. Keeping local capital within South Carolina would diversify the state’s heavy reliance on cotton growing and provide jobs for the poor whites excluded from the slave-labor economy:

“Let the manufacture of cotton be commenced among us, and we shall soon see the capital that has been sent out of our State returned to us. We shall see the hidden treasures that have been locked up, unproductive and rusting, coming forth to put machinery in motion, and to give profitable employment to the present unproductive labor of our country.”

Dominated by cotton and rice planters, the Charleston elite that Gregg was addressing saw manufacturing as a risky and unsavory enterprise. Gregg argued that manufacturing would not simply make them more like the North but give Southerners independence from their economically dominant Northern neighbors.

Gregg’s opinions about properly creating a community of ready labor for a cotton mill also foreshadow his actions when building the town of Graniteville. In discussing the comparative virtues of slave versus poor white labor, Gregg acknowledged the suitability of slave labor for textile production, but asks “shall we pass unnoticed the thousands of poor, ignorant, degraded white people among us, who, in this land of plenty, live in comparative nakedness and starvation?”

His response to his own question was a classic mix of philanthropy and hard-headed business acumen. Gregg wrote: “It is only necessary to build a manufacturing village of shanties, in a healthy location in any part of the State, to have crowds of these poor people around you, seeking employment at half the compensation given to operatives at the North.”

And if fee labor grew restive, Gregg opined, it could be controlled by the threat of replacement with slave labor. The South could therefore always have a comparative advantage in the price of labor.

Ker was a Unionist Democrat and became a state senator and representative. He wrote to John Calhoun in 1848 to express his dissatisfaction with Northern politicians:

They have no respect for us and thear only object is to see the Negroes Cut our throghts

Ker expresses confidence in Zachary Taylor “as he must be sound on the Main Question [i.e. slavery]. His being a Southern Man and a slave holder give assur[ance]s beyond doubt.

When he died in 1854 he left an estate of about $2,000,000 ($57,000,000 in 2015 dollars).

He left $10,000 for a house for the poor in Graniteville, $20,000 to the Orphan House and $30,000 to the College of Charleston for scholarships for needy students. The rest of the estate was left under the administration of his son James Petigru.

Ker Boyce Monument

Magnolia Cemetery, Charleston 

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Jessica Keene, Talbot Taylor, and Homewrecker Marie Zane

March 17, 2015 in Keene Family, Uncategorized 4 Comments Tags: Genealogy, Jessica Keene, Marie Zane, Talbot J. Taylor, William Northrup Cowles

Jessica Harwar Keene (1867-1938) was the only daughter of James Keene and Sara Daingerfield, and was the sister-in-law of my wife’s great-grand aunt, Mary Lawrence (1860-1942).  Jessica was born in San Francisco but came to New York when her father established himself as the great speculator of Wall Street.

Talbot J. Taylor

Talbot Jones Taylor (April 25, 1865-1938) came from an established Baltimore family, whose estate became the National Cemetery in the 1930s. His father was apparently an art collector, as this notice appeared in the New York papers after his death:

Talbot Taylor auction 1878

At the age of sixteen Talbot entered the firm of C. Irwin Dunn in Baltimore. He went on to Mc Kim and Co., then to the National Bank of Baltimore, where he was a note teller.  He caught the eye of James Keene. In 1892 Talbot opened his brokerage office.

On May 14, 1892 Jessica married Talbot Jones Taylor in St. John’s Church, Far Rockaway. Delmonico catered the wedding breakfast at the house which was furnished with art and paintings recurred from the elder’s Keene’s house in Newport, which had burnt at the time of one of his financial disasters.

In February 1897 Talbot and his brother James B. Taylor formed a partnership on Wall Street. It became the biggest house on the Street.

Talbot Taylor ad

1n 1899 Foxhall Keene became a “special partner.”  In 1899 Talbot was served with a subpoena by a Grand Jury “presumably in connection with the false
rumors circulating about the Brooklyn Rapid Transit Company.”

On August 1899 Jessica presented her grandfather with his second grandchild, Jessica Keene Taylor (who seems not to have survived). It seemed to be a day of good omen. James Keene

has cleared up specially a lien of B. R. shorts for Miss Taylor against a future rainy day – about $500,000 [$15,000,000 in 2015 dollars]. That is the way the ex-Pine-street free-lance does things. And hardly had the congratulations come about Miss Taylor, when Chacornac won the Futurity for Mr. Keene.

Chacornac

 

James Keene worked out of his son-in-laws Talbot’s brokerage office. Among the matters he handled was the 1901 manipulation of the initial offering of US Steel as the secret agent of J. P. Morgan.

Perhaps to celebrate this success, James Keene in that year bought a $100,000 ($3,000,000 in 2015 dollars) diamond necklace for his wife, an invalid. As she had no use for it, she gave it to her daughter Jessica.

Mrs. Taylor is thus the possessor of the finest diamond necklace in the United States.  It consists of a strand of ninety diamonds of the purest water, so arranged so that they may be worn around the throat of the wearer several times, as pearls are usually worn. Suspended from the center of this glittering strand is a pendant cluster of eight magnificent gems, and from this again is suspended a single diamond, which is said to be the largest and finest stone owned in New York.

In 1903 the Taylor firm failed because of a speculation in a Southern Pacific RR pool, and James Keene admitted a loss of $1,500,000 ($42,000,000 in 2015 dollars).

Mrs. Keene gave land and money for a house for her daughter and son-in law: Talbot House.

Such a house had to be furnished. Talbot knew just the person, Marie Zane Cowles.

Marie Zane

Marie Zane originally met Talbot Taylor in 1897 at a house party in Cedarhurst in honor of Lillie Hastings Jerome Onativia (Mrs. Tomasito Luis de Onativia), whose companion Marie Zane had been for many years (more about the Onativias in later blogs). He apparently fell in love with her. Mrs. Taylor complained to the hostess (Lillie Onativia’s niece) who packed Lillie Onativia and Marie Zane off to New York.

Marie went to Europe with Mrs. Onativia, but returned to New York in 1900 and set up as an interior decorator. Her relationship with Mrs. Onativia was rocky. She had loaned Onatvia $3,500.

When the money was not paid on demand Miss Zane brought suit in a San Francisco court. Her former friend put in a bill for money alleged to have been spent on Miss Zane when they were in Europe together. It included such items as $15 for a pair of blue corsets and $115 for a nickeled bicycle.

A California newspaper announced her surprise engagement to another Californian who was visiting New York, William Northrup Cowles. It was a surprise because

Cowles was considered the most confirmed of bachelors, and long ago, when he kept the Arlington in Santa Barbara and made it rather a gay resort, his heart was said to be of adamant.

(The language is, I suspect, more than just a coincidence). Marie married Cowles in December 1901 and divorced him four weeks after the marriage.

A gossip column later explained that Cowles had gone to New York and met Marie.

In New York two old aunts of Marie Zane thought Cowles was too attentive.  They laid a trap and a plot. Cowles fell into it.  Out of a high sense of chivalry he acceded to the demands of the aunts and marred Miss Zane. He never lived with her and let her get a divorce as soon as she wanted it.

Mrs. Taylor, as we shall see, thought there was another explanation.

Marie, the now Mrs. Cowles, moved into an apartment next to Talbot, and when he moved, she moved also into an apartment directly underneath his.

Talbot hired Marie for $40,000 ($1,000,000 in 2015 dollars) to help him decorate Talbot House. As he later explained

he had met Mrs. Cowles as an expert on rugs, ivories, and other costly bric-à-brac and he had engaged her services in Europe and in this country to pick up for him many objects of art with which to furnish his home.”

Talbot traveled to France with her to buy furniture and ecclesiastical art for Talbot House before the new French law controlling the exportation of antiquities went into effect.

And what a home he had to fill: 30 bedrooms:

Talbot House ext

Talbot House hall

Talbot House drawing roomTalbot house dining

Talbot House bedroom

 A Bedroom (Note the abundance of chairs; this has provoked comments)

Talbot House garage Talbot Taylor with a 1902 Mercedes

Talbot with his 1902 Mercedes

Talbot published a book on his collection.Talboy Taylor Furniture book

The Talbot J. Taylor collection;furniture, wood-carving, and other branches of the decorative arts;

with one hundred and eighty-seven illustrations.

Jessica took her children to the south for the winter because one child was an invalid. When she returned, she discovered that her husband had given her furs and jewels to his lady friend. She filed for divorce.

Mrs. Taylor claimed the marriage to Cowles, an acquaintance of Talbot’s was engineered purely to provide cover for the relationship. Talbot paid all the expenses of the marriage. She divorced Cowles but was still known as Mrs. William Cowles, a respectable woman, solely to provide cover for the relationship with Talbot.

The court referee found that Talbot had become “unduly intimate” with Marie. Against the denials of Talbot and Mare, was

the testimony of chauffeurs, servants, French hotel employees, elevator boys and maids, and a handwriting expert.

Marie told the papers it was all a misunderstanding, in what the papers called “the opening of Mrs. Cowles vials of wrath.”

“There was nothing but the rankest perjury throughout the entire case…

“There was not a tithe of evidence brought against me…

“…the whole affair is incomprehensible, except as showing what a woman’s spite can do.

Marie insisted her relationship with Talbot was purely a business one. Her eyes wandered to a chest with a photograph.

“There she is…there is the woman who tried to ruin me.” The face was badly scratched with a pencil.

Marie added

“Certain people of very ungentle breeding became millionaires in the gold days of California.

Why was all the mudslinging necessary?

“Gentle folk do not move in that way. It might have gone about l’aimable, as the French say – in a quiet manner, without all these cruel, unneeded charges and the publicity that has been crueler still.

Talbot had given her free rein in the purchases.

“what went into that house was my art, my selections.

Mrs. Cowles did not like the idea of this wealth of furnishings finally passing into the hands of Mrs. Taylor.

Talbot Taylor auction

Talbot Taylor Auction 1

Jessica proceeded to auction the stuff that Marie had bought for the house; Talbot tried to stop her but was rebuffed by the court. Mrs. Taylor’s attorney was scathing:

I want the court to know how little right this man with this lady’s disposition of her property….

It was a lucky day for Talbot J. Taylor when, as some people might say,  he struck the whimsical fancy of Jessica Keene, Taylor was then living in Baltimore engaged in the rather vague business of real estate, with an income of something like $2,000 a year.

James Keene paid for the wedding trip and gave the newly married couple a $40,000 house in Baltim0re and $2,500 a month. Talbot sold the house and bought a seat on the New York Stock Exchange.  Mrs. Keene gave the couple seven acres in Cedarhurst and money to build a house there.

In December 1902…Taylor began very suddenly buying furniture and adding to the house in Cedarhurst. He made an enormous place of it, containing thirty bedrooms, and furniture began pouring in. In July, 1903, he failed. Our affidavits show that in October or November, 1902, he admitted to Mr. Keene that of the $5,000,000 or $6,000,000 in money and securities which Mr. Keene had on deposit with Talbot J. Taylor & Co., Taylor had managed to get rid of $1,200,000 [$33,000,000 in 2015 dollars].

So that is where the money for the antiques came from. The attorney continued

He went on buying furniture and making additions to his house until the time of his failure. T that time, to avoid the disgrace of bankruptcy, Mr. Keene released the claims he had, amounting to $4,000,000 [$112,000,000 in 2015 dollars].

Talbot Taylor and Marie Zane Cowles married in September 1909.

Jessica and the children got Talbot House but moved out and rented it to the Watters family. They had just moved in when

On April 4, 1913 a boiler exploded and a fire destroyed the house. The house was filled with the art and rare books that the Keenes had collected;  the loss was over $500,000 [$12,000,000 in 2015 dollars].

In March 1913 Marie, Talbot’s second wife, sued him for divorce. She went on to translate the French play The Hawk by Francis de Croisset  – “a love story of modern society life”

The Hawk

Talbot retired to France:

In recent years Mr. Taylor had devoted himself to beautifying his home at Nice. In this endeavor he dwelt especially on the growing of flowers and his horticultural specimens took many first prizes In the Riviera shows.

He died in Nice on April 3, 1938. The first Mrs. Taylor died Christmas Day, 1938.

 

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James Robert Keene, The Silver Fox of Wall Street

March 9, 2015 in Keene Family, Uncategorized No Comments Tags: Castleton Farms, Genealogy, James R. Keene, speculation, Wall Street

 James R. Keene youngThe young James Keene

James Robert Keene (1838 -1913) was the father of Foxhall Parker Keene, and therefore the father-in-law of Mary Lawrence, my wife’s great grand aunt. James Keene married the Virginian Sara Jay Daingerfield (1840 -1916). She produced two children, Jessica , who married Talbot Taylor, and Foxhall Parker.

James Keene was born in England in the family of a prosperous merchant who had gone bust, and his education was therefore cut short. When James was a teenager the family moved came to Shasta, California, to repair their fortunes.

James edited a newspaper, peddled milk, anything for a dollar. He went to work at Fort Reading as a minder of mules and cows; he made enough money in there months to buy a miner’s outfit and took off for the gold and silver mines. There he made enough money to come back to California to marry Sarah Daingerfield, the daughter of Colonel Leroy Daingerfield of Virginia and sister of Federal William Parker Judge Daingerfeld of California. The couple lived splendidly until James speculated and went broke. Senator Fenton gave Keene his seat on the San Francisco Stock Exchange and said Keene could pay when he could.  Keene was appointed president of the San Francisco Stock Exchange and a governor of the Bank of California. He made $6,000,000 in the bonanza mines in the Comstock Lode in Nevada.

The Great Manipulator

wall_street_roller_coaster1

In 1876, he traveled east on the way to Europe for his health. But he was distracted from his journey by the allure of Wall Street.

Jay Gould as spider

 Jay Gould as seen by small investors

His Wall Street bitter rival Jay Gould once quipped, “Keene arrived in New York by private railroad car, and [Gould] would send him home to California in a boxcar.” Gould and his friends set put to ruin Keene, and Keene lost his $6,000,000. At the same time his Newport hosue burned down.

Keene lost everything to fire and bankruptcy, including his favorite painting. Rosa Bonheur’s sheep. It is said that a visitor to Gould’s house noticed the painting a nd Gould gloated “there  hangs the scalp of James R. Keene.”

Sheep

One of Rosa Bonheur’s many sheep paintings

Keene had his ups and downs on Wall street. He made a fortune, he lost a fortune. In 1879-1880  Keene tried to corner the wheat market but failed and lost perhaps $3,000,000.

Sugar Trust 1

Keene handled the affairs of Havemeyer for the Sugar Trust and helped J. P Morgan’s friends in the battle over control of the Northern Pacific Railroad.

JP Morgan

J. P. Morgan consolidated 200 small steel companies into United States Steel. He hired Keene to drive up the price on Wall Street at the stock offering in \\ 1901. Keene established his office in an independent broker, Talbot J. Taylor (his son-in-law), to hide the Morgan connection and proceeded to buy US Steel heavily. Smaller investors thought Keene must know something, and poured money into the stock. Keene got the stock up to 55; by 1904 it was 8¾. The small investors lost; Keene and Morgan won. All of this behavior is now highly illegal.

According to his son Foxhall, when his father’s fortunes were restored

his first thought was to settle up. He gave a dinner party – it was a very large dinner – to all his creditors. Every man found on his plate, as a sort of place card, a cheque for the full amount owed him.

The Philosophy of Speculation

James R. Keene 1903

Keene was asked why he continued speculating even after he had made s much money and the speculation endangered  him every time ”Why do you cling to the stock gambling game.”

His reply:

Why does a dog purse its thousandth rabbit?

You dog will chase its thousandth and even millionth h rabbit just as  through it were the first he had ever seen” he’ll strive and start in pursuit of it  to the point of heartbreak. One might suppose his soul’s life depended in its capture. And yet should he overtake it he will ast it aside when killed and will begin quartering the ground to start another. To the last gasp of his breath that dog will chase his rabbit. When you tell me why that dog wants another rabbit, I will tell you why I want more money.”

All his Wall Street comrades and competitors considered James Keene

a sportsman, who found in manipulating stocks and bonds the same excitement that other sportsmen might get from the roulette wheel or a big poker game.

Keene claimed that speculation was socially useful

All life is a speculation.  The spirit of speculation is born with man. Providence had impressed on his head and brain the betting instinct. It is one of the greatest gifts with which he have been endowed..  Without speculation, call it gambling if you wish, initiative would cease, business would decay, values decline and the country go back twenty years in less than one. 

James R Keene

James Keene Cartoon

The Turf

James Keene center, Foxhall left

 James Keene center, Foxhall Keene on left

Castleton Farms 2

Castleton Farms

John Breckenridge a future U.S. Senator and the Attorney General under Thomas Jefferson, bought 2,500 acres near Lexington, Kentucky to raise thoroughbred horses.  His daughter, who had married David Castleman, inherited the farm and gave it the new name. She built the Greek Revival house.

James Keene bought it in the 1890s and added a 1,000 acres (it wasn’t big enough). Castleon became the source of some of finest race horses ever known: 113 stake winners were foaled there. Foxhall Keene, who had lived on the estate while undergoing his divorce from Mary Lawrence, inherited it. In 1913, he sold it to David Look, a fellow financier, who had difficulties in the Depression. In 1945 Frances Dodge Johnson bought it; after her death her husband Frederick Van Lennep held it, and the van Lennep Trust in  2001 sold it to Tony Ryan, the founder of Ryan Air. Ryan restored the house and renamed the farm  Castleton Lyon, after his estate in Ireland.

Castle Farms house

 Castleton Lyon

James Keene’s horses 

Keene started buying racehorses  in 1879, beginning with Spendthrift.

Spendthrift

Spendthrift

Kingston

Kingston

Kingston (1884-1912) won 89 races, the most in the history of the sport of thoroughbred racing.

Colin

Colin

Colin (1905=1932) was consistently rated as one of the best horses in American racing history, and was a celebrity with both fans and horsemen, Colin started fifteen times in his two-year career and never lost.

Sysonby

Sysonby

Sysonby (1902-1906) won every start easily, except one, at distances from one mile to two and a quarter miles. His superiority as a two and three-year-old was unchallenged during his short career of 15 race starts. Sysonby kicked off his 3-year old campaign in a dead heat for first with older horse Race King in the Metropolitan Handicap. It would be the last race where Sysonby was even challenged. He won the Great Republic and then won the Tidal Stakes, Lawrence Realization, Iroquois, Brighton Derby, and Century Stakes. Undefeated in nine races, he triumphed at distances from a mile to 2 1/4 miles. Sysonby was named 1905 Horse of the Year, as well as champion 3-year-old male, and earned $184,438 in his 15-race career.

Domino 1893

Domino

Domino (1891-1897) was one of the first handful of horses inducted into the Nationa Musuen=m of Racing and Hall of Fame in 1955. His owner had his headstone engraved: “Here lies the fleetest runner the American turf has ever known, and the gamest and most generous of horses.”

Foxhall horse

Foxhall

Foxhall (1878-1904) , names after James’s son, As a three-year-old in 1881 he proved himself to be the outstanding colt of the season in Europe, winning the Grand Prix de Paris and becoming the second of only three horses to complete the Autumn Double of the Cesarewitch and the Cambridgeshire.

In 1907 Keene won more than $397,000 ($10,000,000  in 2015 dollars), which at that time was the greatest amount ever won in racing. From 1905 to 1910, Keene made over $1,200,000 ($30,000,000 in 2015 dollars) from the horses on his farm.

In 1908, London Sportsman Magazine declared that Keene possessed “the greatest lot of racehorses ever owned by one man.”

James Keene died on January 3, 1913, leaving an estate of $15,000,000 ($400,000,000 in 2015 dollars).

James R Keene older

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Lydia Ann Lawrence Lawrence Lawrence and Spiritualism

February 28, 2015 in abolitionism, Lawrence Family, Quakers, Spiritualism, Uncategorized No Comments Tags: Genealogy, Isaac T. Hopper, Lydia Ann Lawrence, Michael Ledwith, Spiritualism, Vassula Ryden

Lydia Ann Lawrence was my wife’s third great grandmother. Born November 12, 1811, she was the daughter of Effingham Lawrence (1779-1850) and Anne Townsend (1782-1845).  She first married a cousin, Edward Newbold Lawrence (1805-1839) on June 4, 1833, and from this union Frederick Newbold was born, and from him my wife is descended.

When Frederick was born, his father Edward wrote to his mother, Mrs. Effingham Lawrence, using the Quaker forms of address:

“It becomes my duty, my dear mother, to inform thee of the arrival of a young stranger this morning, in whom thee will doubtless feel an interest. My dear Lydia was this morning at 6 o’clock delivered of a fine boy. I say a fine boy, as the nurse and doctor both pronounce him so. He is judged to weigh full 15 pounds and looks bright and healthy….Lydia desires me to give her best love to thee and all the family.”

In 1836 an unknown artist painted a charming portrait entitled “Long Island Madonna and Child.” The painting was created in Bayside and the subject was none other than Lydia Ann Lawrence, a member of the Lawrence family, which played so prominent a part in the early history of Flushing and Bayside…. [The] infant son, pictured in the painting, is Frederick Newbold Lawrence (1834-1916).

Lydia as Madonna

Lydia as the Madonna

with the future President of the New York Stock Exchange

(The painting was in the house of Hortense Dixon (Cousin Tense), my wife’s grandmother’s cousin. My wife remembers visiting the house as a child and seeing the painting, but had clearer remembers of the pugs.)

Lydia was widowed, and on June 5, 1844 married another cousin, Cornelius van Wyck Lawrence (1791-1861), the first elected mayor of New York. Since was born a Lawrence, had as her first husband a Lawrence, and had as her second husband another Lawrence, she was Lydia Ann Lawrence Lawrence Lawrence. This was remarked upon:

A lady died on Saturday in Bayonne [in fact, Bayside], Long Island, who had been twice married, but never changed her name… She was a lady of remarkable grace and accomplishments, an authoress, her last book having been published only a few weeks ago. It was entitled “Do they love us yet?” and was a discussion of the relation of the dead to the living.  She has had the problem solved more speedily than she had perhaps expected.

After Cornelius’s death Lydia took up spiritualism. She wrote on the subject for the Flushing Journal, which was run by her brother, Joseph Effingham Lawrence (about whom in another blog) and wrote a book, Do They Love Us Yet? (New York: James Miller, 1879).

Lydia recounts how her interest in Spiritualism arose. She received a message  from her mother through automatic writing:

Your mother, my dear child, now writes to you – not from the grave, but from heaven. Angels, my daughter, clothed with light and love, have been permitted by a divine Providence to return to earth, and through the medium of a known law [emphasis in original] move with their dear friends, sounding heavenly echoes, telling them the grave need have no terrors, that death is a pleasant change, and that your mother still lives and loves and ever watches over you.

Lydia describes the circumstances:

During the time the medium was writing, raps sounded around the room on all sides – the table, wall , floor, etc etc – and from the time of receiving the above communication my interest in the subject has never ceased, and this little volume is the record that I have found to accord with the views harmonizing with the ideas of the future life, proving the natural and simple fact of a continued existence.

Many of these communications came at Forest Hill, the Lawrence summer house in upper Manhattan overlooking the Hudson, the current Fort Tryone Park.

Forest Hill

Forest Hill, Site of the Rappings

This one is from “C.”, Cornelius, her husband:

“I hope, dear W.  that you will be mild and love E. [Effingham] with all power. Remember I am with your spirit, loving always to hover around you. Mysterious as you may think it, my spirit is permitted by a divine Providence to come to you here at F. H. [Forest Hill] that place I spent so many happy hours gazing in the magnificent scenery, the work of God’s hands. Adieu.

The Lawrences were Quakers, and Hicksite Quakerism stressed the Inner Light as equal to Scripture. It was therefore a step toward continuing revelation and from that to Spirtualism, which

recognizes a continuing divine inspiration to man; it aims through a careful persevering study of facts at a knowledge of the laws and principles which govern the occult forces of the universe; of the relations of spirit to matter; and of man to God and the spiritual world.

Lydia had read in Deuteronomy

There shall not be found among you anyone who burns his son or his daughter as an offering,[ anyone who practices divination or tells fortunes or interprets omens, or a sorcerer 11 or a charmer or a medium or a necromancer or one who inquires of the dead, 12 for whoever does these things is an abomination to the Lord.

and had apparently been warned that evil spirits may try to lead men astray, but retorted:

I cannot imagine that the messages we have received, messages urging us on with the necessity of prayer and faith and holy living, could have come from Satan, or his must, indeed, be a falling house that is divided against itself; death, according to all spiritual teaching, being but another name for birth, the passing out of one stage of existence to another, one of the forms of progression.

(Effingham) used Quaker language in his good advice to Lydia:

Put thy trust in the ways of Providence, and it will support thee under all trails, which come to prepare us for heaven.

Lydia quotes communications on the Trinity, “received through the alphabet of raps” when “the medium was in a spirit or mesmeric trance.” It is mostly orthodox Christianity, with a Protestant tinge, but it also has this communication         ;

The Holy Ghost is an influence proceeding from God and Christ, from the Father and the Son, from the soul and body of God, from the eternal essence and the eternal substance.

That is a very odd way of putting it, and sounds vaguely Mormon.

The book contains  poems and remarks that establish the basis for spiritualism. Many poems reflect upon the relationship of the dead and those they have loved upon earth.

Mrs. Hermans’ Messenger Bird 

But tell us, thou bird of the soen strain!

Can those who have loved forget?

We call – and they answer not again –

Do they love – do they love us yet?

Such poems are rarely of the quality of Rossetti’s “The Blessed Damozel.”

Some selections are about angels and their ministries upon earth. Others are from sermons:

In some way those we speak of and think of in heaven, love us still with all the old love of earth and all the new love of heaven together. So, because they love us still, we are all still one – our souls are in theirs and they in ours.

St. Cyprian preached at the time of a plague to comfort those whose families had died:

There await us a multitude of those whom we love – fathers, brothers, and children – who are secure already of their own salvation, and concerned only for ours.

William Channing spoke of heaven:

The departed…go to the great and blessed society which is gathered round him; to the redeemed  from all regions of the earth.

Heaven has connection with all other worlds. It inhabitants are God’s messengers throughout the creation.

The good, on approaching Jesus, will not only sympathize with his spirit, but will become joint workers, active, efficient ministers in accomplishing his great work of spreading virtue and happiness.

So far so good, but then she quotes Swedenborg

All those who come from the world into the other life and extremely surprised at perceiving that they live and are men as they had previously been; at perceiving that they hear, see, and speak; at perceiving that their body enjoys the same sense of touch as before.

Other remarks sound Gnostic:

the body…is a prison, in which the soul, confined and pent up, is limited in its operation and impeded in its perceptions of divine things.

Although the spirits make pious remarks, they also implant the idea of a difference between the old religion , i.e., Christianity, and the new religion, Spiritualism:

From C.M. S. to L[ydia] A[nn] L[awrence]:

There are many waiting to be convinced, with mingled feelings of discontent with the teachings of the old religion and distrust of the new.

From C[ornelius Van Wyck Lawrence?] to L[ydia]:

You realize my idea of the connecting link between the ancient and modern religion, and how essential it is to have the unbroken thread of Inspiration taught from the earliest recorded time.

The new religion is scientific and based upon magnetism.

Lydia had read a book

filled with conversations held in a state of ecstasy between a clairvoyant and her guardian spirit.

Lydia understood that

Our own guardian angels and ministering spirits are understood to be the beatified dead, who have either known or loved us on earth are attracted to help us on our life journey through some subtle affinity of nature or character.

Many message are messages of comfort, or explanations why other spirits are not available:

From E[ffingham] Jr. (who died young) to Lydia:

I am happy now. Take this thought with you and remember it, dear aunt, when you feel tempted to grieve that I went away so soon. Uncle E. is with you often, but he has left his pen so long ago that it is not as easy for him to write as for me.

From her aunt E.T.L. Lydia received this message from a recent Quaker denizen of heaven:

I cannot commune more with thee tonight, as thee knows I have not been long an inhabitant of these lovely spheres, but I will try to come to thee again soon.

The spirits advises Lydia to adopt a Quaker attitude :

whenever  thee desires to communicate with  us, put aside all work and care and worldly thought, and wait [emphasis in original], as in the olden time we waited at our weekly meetings for whatever may come of the spirit.

I[saac} T. Hopper advises Lydia to let the spirits take her over, t control her, to use her as a mechanical instrument:

Good Friend: Thee has much power; shall I help thee see to use it rightly? Thee cannot be easily made a medium for individual communications. Thy brain is too busy with the world. Thee has too much to think of and for. If thee was young and careless now we could persuade through thee, write and speak also.

Thy magnetic power is good. We wish thee to use it in the right direction. Encourage the best mediums thee can find

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A Digression on Isaac T. Hopper and Abolitionism

Isaac Hopper

Isaac Hopper

Isaac Tatem Hopper (1771-1852) was a Hicksite Quaker who was active in the anti-slavery movement and the underground railroad. He moved from Philadelphia to New York in 1825 and opened a bookstore. He must have come to know the Lawrence’s, who were also active in the anti-slavery movement. In 1842 he became the treasurer and book agent for the New York American Anti-Slavery Society.

He was a good man:

He was one of the founders and the secretary of a society for the employment of the poor; a volunteer prison inspector; member of a fire company, and guardian of abused apprentices. Married and with a large family, he and his wife often extended their limited resources to take in more impoverished Quakers.

He also rescued blacks from slave hunters and kidnappers

As has been pointed out, in the religious controversy before the Civil war, the defenders of the legitimacy of slavery had a far stronger scriptural argument. Slavery is simply an accepted institution in both eth Old and New Testaments.

The Hicksite Quakers emphasized the role of the Inner light in interpreting Scripture, and this Inner Light led them to reject and condemn slavery as contrary to the inner meaning of the Scripture.

The Hicksite Friends were also actively involved in the formation of the American Anti-Slavery Society in 1833; Hicksites composed most of the Philadelphia Quaker delegation to the first convention of that society. Indeed, much of the abolitionist leadership as well as the rank and file came from the Hicksite Friends. Hicksites were also generally more willing to assist fugitive slaves on the Underground Railroad.

Orthodox Quakers were also anti-slavery and in favor of manumission, but Hicksites were far more active.

The reliance on the Inner Light seemed to give the Hicksites a higher moral standing as opposed to those who justified slavery on Scriptural grounds. So perhaps for Lydia teh Scriptural condemnation of mediums was weakened. If the surface meaning of Scripture was wrong about slavery, could it also not be wrong about mediums and communication with the dead?

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From E[ffingham] L[awrence] to L[ydia] A[nn] L[awrence]:

You would be a good medium if you could have patience enough to sit quietly until we could obtain perfect control and use your hand to identify ourselves and prove our real presence, as we are all here living and loving as you have known us in days gone by

Perfect control?

What is going wrong here?

I think that the problem is not so much communication with the spirit world or communication with those who we love who are now in heaven, but with the use of mediums. God can certainly communicate with us, and he can let angels and the spirits of the departed communicate with us. But he does not use mediums to do this.

A Brief Excursus on Spiritualism

 

Two modern examples may make this clearer, and how dangerous such attempts are.

Vassula Rydén

Vassula Ryden is a Greek Orthodox seer who claims to receive and  transmit messages from God through automatic writing. She has become popular, and even has theologians like René Laurentin defending her,and bishops and cardinals believing in her messages.

The Dominican Francois-Marie Dermine has analyzed the messages of Vassula Rydén, who claims to receive messages from God by automatic writing. These messages

present some contents capable of stirring feelings close to the heart: they in fact denounce the process of apostasy underway in the Christian world and the rationalism which has considerably contributed to rendering our faith boring, cold and insignificant. The messages reaffirm the existence of Satan and hell, and the dramatic aspect of the struggle between good and evil. They condemn abortion, New Age, reincarnation. They preach a message of radical conversion, fidelity to the Pope, the need to receive the sacraments and the importance of fast. They spread the devotion to the Sacred Hearts of Jesus and Mary, the practice of the Rosary also among the Orthodox followers, and encourage ecumenism by exhorting the Orthodox to unite with Rome.

They began in this way, according to Vassula. She claimed

I was making a list of expenses for a new cocktail party the same evening. At that moment I had this sheet of paper and I was writing what I had to buy for the afternoon. While I placed my hand with the pencil on the paper, all of a sudden I felt throughout my whole body some electricity that was coming into me through my fingers and especially on my right hand. Everything I held seemed like it was glued. The pencil no longer detached itself from my fingers. Even if I wanted to get rid of it, I could not lift it up anymore, I could not open my hand anymore. And the sheet of paper became like a magnet again. As if my hand was glued, I could not lift it anymore, as if my hand weighed 100 kilos, I could no longer lift it. All of a sudden an invisible force pushed my hand. I was not afraid, I do not know why. I relaxed my hand to see what would happen, and some words came, it was no longer my writing, and they said: “I am your angel […]. My name is Dan (Daniel).” He was soon replaced by Jesus Christ, by the Father, by the Virgin Mary or by other saints.

Dermine points out:

These modes of transmitting messages are and remain typical of the forms of mediumship (medium activity) present both in spiritistic circles, often disguised as “prayer groups” that make the claim of communications with the afterlife, and in neo-spiritistic New Age circles where they speak of channeling or communicating with “higher” spirits.

But this is highly, highly suspect. When God uses a person to transmit a person, he uses that person as a person, that is, a being with a free will and reason, not as a mere tool.

when He uses one of His creatures, the Creator does not ever deny Himself; He always chooses a suitable instrument, He respects its inner nature and – in the case of a human being – the vitality or the capacity of self-determination. As Karol Wojtila rightly says,

“It is never allowed to treat the person as a means. This principle has a totally universal scope. No one has the right to take advantage of a person, to use a person as a means, not even God its Creator. From God this is, on the other hand, absolutely impossible, because by endowing the person with a rational and free nature, He has granted him the power to assign by himself the purpose of his actions, thereby excluding every possibility of reducing him to being nothing more than a blind instrument to be used for the purposes of others.”

Cardinal Ratzinger when he was head of the Congregation for the Doctrine of the Faith issued this opinion:

the faithful are not to regard the messages of Vassula Rydén as divine revelations, but only as her personal meditations;

these meditations, as the Notification explained, include, along with positive aspects, elements that are negative in the light of Catholic doctrine;

therefore, Pastors and the faithful are asked to exercise serious spiritual discernment in this matter and to preserve the purity of the faith, morals and spiritual life, not by relying on alleged revelations but by following the revealed Word of God and the directives of the Church’s Magisterium.

Michaél Ledwith

Ledwith 1

 The President of Meynooth

 Michaél Ledwith was the president of Meynooth, the principal seminary in Ireland. The Pope John Paul appointed him a member of the International Theological Commission, which is charged with advising the pope on theological matters.

Ledwith

Ledwith advising Ratzinger and the  Pope on how to contact the spirits.

Ledwith had been involved with sexual abuse in Ireland, and sexual abuse occurred in his new community.  But there is an even deeper spiritual disorder. In the 1980s he became a disciple of JZ Knight, who is a medium who challes Ramtha:

“Ramtha”…is the name of a reputed entity whom Knight says she channels. According to Knight, Ramtha was a Lemurian warrior who fought the Atlanteans over 35,000 years ago.

The four cornerstones of Ramtha’s philosophy are:

  1. The statement ‘You are god’
  2. The directive to make known the unknown
  3. The concept that consciousness and energy create the nature of reality
  4. The challenge to conquer yourself

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Ramtha’s teaching on sexual molestation is of special relevance to Ledwith:

“Thus the one who needs to molest and the one who needs to be molested—because he needs to understand it—are brought together for the experience. In the understanding called God, nothing is evil.”

In 2013 Melissa Genson, a reporter, recounted:

In 1988, JZ Knight told ABC’s 20/20, “If a person is ever sorry about what they ever did, then they will never learn, and they never progress and go forward.”

Those words must have had a ring to them.

The following year, Irish Monsignor Michael Ledwith began a double life, commuting half way around the globe to study under JZ Knight at Yelm’s Ramtha School of Enlightenment (RSE).

That was quite a coup for JZ Knight. At the time he joined RSE in 1989, Monsignor Ledwith was President of the National University of Ireland at Maynooth, and head of the National Seminary in Ireland. He was one of a small handful of theological advisors to Pope John Paul II. There was talk of him becoming Archbishop. He had risen very quickly through the ranks, and was still quite young for all his achievements.

Others in RSE’s 1989 beginners’ group, Ahk Men Ra, said that Michael Ledwith started off in the rank and file. Soon enough, though, his remarkable credentials quickly vaulted him into JZ Knight’s inner circle. He became one of RSE’s most esteemed teachers.

Other RSE students felt honored that such an important man was part of their fledgling school in Yelm. They felt that Michael Ledwith’s presence gave legitimacy to RSE and JZ Knight’s teachings. Invitations to dinner parties with Ledwith were eagerly sought. He regaled the other RSE students with stories of his adventures around the world, hobnobbing with the upper echelons of power and prestige.

It’s a good guess that Monsignor Ledwith had kept his connection to JZ Knight a secret from his other life in Ireland and the Vatican. Knight teaches that there is no right or wrong, that not even murder is wrong. That there is no good or bad. That you should think only of yourself.

All of that didn’t jibe with the teachings of Jesus, to which Ledwith had pledged his life when he was ordained as a Catholic priest in 1967.

It turned out that Monsignor Ledwith had other secrets in his life, besides RSE. Dark, ugly ones.

Secrets that, when finally revealed, made him a hated man in Ireland. The Irish press reported that Ledwith “fled” Ireland to come…here. Where JZ Knight waited with open arms. No more double life. He apparently needed JZ for real, this time. And she certainly knew how to make good use of him.

When Michael Ledwith’s dark secrets finally came to light, angry Irish citizens demonstrated against the Church leadership who had punished and banished a whistleblower priest many years earlier. That brave priest’s life was ruined when he had tried to report Ledwith’s ugly secrets in the early 1980s. Meanwhile, Ledwith’s career had skyrocketed.

These same secrets were later discussed on the floor of the Irish Senate, with the Minister of State in attendance.

In the years following his disgraced flight from Ireland, Michael Ledwith has appeared to lose touch with reality. He has also spoken with increasing bitterness about God, the Judeo-Christian ethic, the Bible, and even the Irish Catholic Church hierarchy that fiercely protected him for so long…and punished another, in his stead.

In the 1999 JZ Knight video The Two Paths, Michael Ledwith gives a rambling talk about how wine grapes are not native to planet Earth. He solemnly explains that the original grape vines were brought here 450,000 years ago by space aliens on UFOs. These space aliens hung around long enough to make wine and mate with the locals.

According to JZ and Ledwith’s teachings, the wine grape is not all that came here from outer space. JZ Knight has long taught that Jesus was actually a space alien who came here on a UFO, and who hated God just like she does. Ledwith agrees.

Both JZ and Ledwith shared the stage for two hours, and revisited the Jesus-as-alien theme during a March 2011 RSE “wine ceremony”—what participants define as pounding a lot of wine, bottle after bottle. And chasing it with tequila, cocaine, marijuana, and Prozac. Among other things.

Michael Ledwith had to be helped to his feet and guided to the stage for this 2011 joint presentation with JZ Knight. It was now seven hours into JZ’s sixteen-hour wine ceremony. Ledwith wobbled on unsteady feet in disheveled clothes, and he stared at JZ with glazed eyes. Once on stage, he held himself up by clutching onto the back of JZ’s throne.

At that point, though, Ledwith appeared to be holding up better than his hostess. JZ’s hair straggled around her face. Her make-up was streaking. Her words were slurred. Her sentences rambled nonsensically, and were laced with profanities, like “f-ck Jehovah.”

Once Ledwith was safely escorted onto stage, JZ returned to her teaching that Jesus really was an alien, who came to this planet to teach the opposite of what is in the Bible. JZ and Ledwith explained that Jesus actually came here to teach the same things that JZ Knight teaches, and that the Bible got it all wrong.

During their joint presentation, Micheal Ledwith called the God of the Bible “fickle, capricious, psychotic, neurotic, and insecure, and we are supposed to believe that He is the Creator God.” JZ added that God is a “psychotic, insecure son of a bitch,” and Ledwith laughed.

Such is the man who educated Irish seminarians and advised the pope.

Current Dangers

Spiritualism and New Age philosophies influence Westerners; in Africa and Latin America many are influenced by religions and cults that claim that human beings can become channelers of spiritual entities. So the challenge to orthodox Christianity is great, and has been largely ignored by theologians, who consider such phenomena as unworthy of their notice.

Lydia was preserved from the worst consequences of her dabbling in Spiritualism; other have not been so fortunate.

A vivid sense of the union of Christians on earth and the angels and saints in heaven is important, but it must be joined to caution because the spirit world contains enemies of the human race, who can disguise themselves as angels of the light and quote Scripture to their own purpose, to leas astray, if possible even the elect.

Hierarchical authority in the Catholic Church has almost always saw its function as pouring cold water on popular enthusiasm for visions, miracles, and superstitious practices. The clergy are often the most skeptical of any such claims. Some of them should be even more skeptical. I suspect they harbor doubts, and want “proof” that the spiritual world exists, or at least look for something that will awaken people out of secularism

The calls for placing the “lived experience “ of people on the same level as Scripture opens an unexpected and unintended door to varieties of Spiritualism: the experiences of spirits may be real (or at least experienced as real), but they must always be held to the standards that public revelation has set down, including the warning in Deuteronomy about mediums.

 

 

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Foxhall Parker Keene, Gentleman Sportsman

February 26, 2015 in Keene Family, Lawrence Family, Uncategorized 1 Comment Tags: Foxhall Parker Keene, Genealogy

Foxhall caricature

Foxhall Parker Keene (1867-1941), also known as Foxie, was the son of the Englishman James Robert Keene (1838-1913) and the Virginia Sara Joy Daingerfield. He had one sister, Jessica Harwar, who married Talbot Jones Taylor of Baltimore. Foxhall in 1892 married Mary Lawrence, my wife’s great grand aunt. They had no children, although Mary had a child from her first marriage.


Foxhall formalFoxhall Parker Keene

Foxhall Keene claimed to be the best amateur gentleman sportsman of his time, and the record may still stand.

The Keenes, father and son, are a study on the hazards of extreme masculinity.

From my new book:

Brain wiring changes in a major way at puberty, when the male body is flooded with testosterone. Testosterone, which operates on male cells that are biochemically different from female cells, may also explain characteristically male behavior that becomes accentuated after puberty. Human males and males of other species show greater risk taking and aggression. Men and women are very similar in acting on impulse, but men are far more likely to take risks. Some risk taking (such as sky diving) requires great deliberation. Researchers therefore have suspected “that this form of impulsive risk taking – risky impulsivity – is most likely to underlie aggressive and criminal behavior.” The combination is dangerous.

Men are far more inclined than women to risky behavior. They seek risk to test themselves and establish their reputation:

Because his identity is always precarious, a man, more than a woman, needs kleos, the fame that gives him escape from non-identity, from oblivion, from being a nobody. Manhood is “the Big Impossible,” something that is never finally achieved (except perhaps by an heroic death) and its existence is always precarious. Men want to be recognized, to be honored, and they strive in a thousand ways to have their identity, and their identity specifically as men, acknowledged. The Boy Scout collects merit badges, scientists collect Nobel Prizes, soldiers collect medals, Wall Streeters collect bonuses, thugs collect prison terms, tattoos, scars – anything that establishes identity and encourages others to notice him and affirm him in his masculine identity.

Men are always seeking to prove their manhood by testing themselves against an adversary, whether another man, or society, or nature.

This universal situation was given a special twist during the presidency of Theodore Roosevelt. There was a concern that Anglo-American ruling class was growing weak and wimpish, that men were effete and suffering from “neurasthenia.” Teddy Roosevelt was mocked for his dandyish appearance when he first appeared on the political scheme. He decided to take up sports with a vengeance and became a proponent of the strenuous life.  Joined to this was Social Darwinism, which gloried the struggle for survival that led to the survival of the fittest.

Foxhall’s father, James, made and lost several fortunes, the first ($6,000,000; $150,000,000 in 2015 dollars) in the Nevada silver load, the Bonanza. In 1874 the Keenes moved back East (Foxhall bought a crate of bantam fighting cocks with him on the train) and bought a house on Bellevue Avenue in Newport. James began buying race horses and taught Foxhall to ride by putting Foxhall on a pony. Foxhall soon took up fox hunting.

James continued speculating, and lost everything to Jay Gould. Then the Newport house burned down.

Foxhall reminisced in Full Tilt:

In the clannish manner of calamities, our house at Newport burned down and we were left broke and almost homeless.

The family ended up in Babylon, Long Island.

There Foxhall came across a pigeon shooting contest. He joined and bet five dollars on himself. He had never shot a pigeon in his life, but had shot snipe in Newport.

The pigeons looked as big as eagles, after the small, swift snipe I was used to.

I killed thirteen straight and won the match, which was a wonderful piece of luck. My five-dollar investment netted me $565 [$15,000 in 2015 dollars], which at the age of thirteen, made me a millionaire.

Later the family moved to Cedarhurst. James repaired the family fortunes. Foxhall joined the Rockaway Hunt Club. There he had his first reported major injury; this was but the first of many.

He took up polo in 1885 in Lawrence, Long Island. In 1887 he played for the American team against England.

1887 saw Foxhall entering Harvard, from which he was nearly expelled after a few weeks. He wanted to play football,

and to my chagrin nobody invited me to play. This left me with nothing to do with my spare time, with the inevitable consequence that I got into trouble.

Upperclassmen had warned Foxhall

Don’t for any consideration give a punch on Bloody Monday Night as so many freshman do. If you’re caught, the faculty will throw you out. They don’t like the kind of man you are anyway.

A Digression on Bloody Monday

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In pre-Civil war Harvard, Bloody Monday was an informal football match, with the freshman and juniors on one side and the sophomores and the seniors on the other. It rapidly degenerated into mayhem, and was forbidden in 1860.

In 1891 the Boston Evening Transcript reported

There is a growing custom among freshman of “giving punches” to the sophomores on “Bloody Monday” night – in the bibulous and not the pugnacious sense. Especially, it is said, are punches given by wealthy and roistering  newcomers  who aspire to join the choice band of spirits composing the “Dicky.” Some of these depraved little noodles, with unlimited pocket money and a burning ambition to be thought “fast,” have begun the custom of distributing free liquor.

So of course Foxhall joined in.

Word rang around that we were giving a party and unfortunately all of our friends in the upper classes came. They had a perfectly beautiful time, and the commotion soon assumed the proportions of a riot.

Foxhall was nabbed and suspended for three months.

He went out for football and made the team.

In a ten minute practice on the Friday before the game I ruptured a kidney…. For ten days and nights I lay on an ice bed. As a result the surgeons did not have to cut.

When I had completely recovered from my football injuries I went into serious training for the lightweight boxing championship of Harvard.

During training he made his first connection with the Lawrence family.

A classmate of mine of whom I was very fond, Jack Lawrence, of Flushing, Long Island, was training at the same time.

But two weeks before the bout Foxhall woke up with a humiliating case of the measles and couldn’t fight. Jack Lawrence took his place, and, after having been beaten to a pulp by a Harvard man, landed a haymaker and won.

Foxhall dropped out of Harvard; on the way to New Orleans to watch a fight he got into a fight on the train.

In April 1889 the twenty-two-year-old Foxhall had an altercation with a horse car driver, Nathaniel Murray, who swore out a warrant against him. Foxhall had hired Murray to take him to a race track, and told him to wait until 2 PM. Murray waited a few minutes past two, and when Foxhall did not show up, he started off.

Keene hove in sight, running up the road, and when he boarded  the car he jumped on the front platform and proceeded to knock Murray off into the mud.

Murray got on again,  but was gain knocked off again and retired, leaving Keene and his two friends to drive the car home.

It is whispered that he had been indulging too freely on the day of the assault, and that liquor was the cause of his exhibition of temper.

On December 11, 1892 Foxhall married Mrs. Frank Worth White, the former Mary Lawrence, in a spare ceremony at her father’s home on Twenty-Second Street. Shortly after that they sailed to live in Melton, Leistershire to hunt.

Foxhall hunted with various meets. In Ireland he was with the Meath. He was riding a borrowed horse that had a splint.

As I crossed a big field, all alone, a stream barred my way. I put him at it, and in landing he must have hit that splint, for he turned over and fell with his shoulder on my head.

Somehow I managed to catch him. In very bad shape, with blood streaming from my mouth and nose, I made my way across some fields to a railway line and a main road, where I found a little inn. The landlady supplied me with some hot water, which made me a little more comfortable, but still I did not feel equal to riding home.

There was of course no telephone not any means of communicating with my friends, so I was obliged to try what he now call hitch-hiking. After a long wait, a cart came down the road and I hailed the fellow driving it and begged him for a lift.

Angrily he eyed my scarlet coat, dusty and covered with blood. He must have thought of the recent Fenian uprising for he answered, “You may rot in the field,” and drove on.

In the end I rode the eight miles back to Lagore, bleeding like a stuck pig all the way.

There was but one physician in that hamlet, who took care of horses, cows, and human beings alike. When I arrived he was out and couldn’t be found, so I lay there, bleeding all the time, until nine-thirty that night when he finally came and stopped the hemorrhage.

Foxhall did not endure criticism of his sporting abilities with patience.

Foxhall was at a hunt with Lady Astor, whose disposition had soured in England. He took a wrong direction, and missed the kill.

Lady Astor, who was there, took the first occasion to twit me about it. In her parliamentary voice, which carried to at least fifty people, she said, “Mr. Foxie doesn’t ‘go’ anymore.”

The turning directly to me she asked, “and what do you think of that, Mr. Foxhall?”

Riding over to her I bowed and replied, “Madame, I make it a rule never to disagree with  a lady who was once beautiful.”

In  1904 Mary left Foxhall and returned to her father, Newbold Lawrence, and to the peace of the ancestral home in Bayside. Both husband and wife were discreet. The divorce was eventually granted in 1909 on grounds of abandonment.  Rumors went around about financial problems, and Foxhall was spotted in England talking to a noted beauty, but the real reason seems to be the one given by their friends: a difference of temperament. Mary was an outdoorsy and horsey woman, like many of the Lawrences. My guess is that she was first attracted to Foxhall because he was so dashing, but later found he suffered from a surfeit of dashingness. She never knew when he went out in the morning whether he would come home in one piece or alive at all. This can be hard on a woman’s nerves.

Foxhall was scheduled for a Vanderbilt Cup race on Long Island.

I was having breakfast at 1:45 A. M., the morning of the race, my father came to my room.

“You must not go,” he said. “You are killing your mother. Tell the officials that we would not allow you to race.”

“What,” I said, “tell one hundred million people that Foxhall Keene is a coward! I won’t do it.” .

“But,” I added. as I saw the expression of dismay on his face, “I’ll tell you what I’ll do. I’ll drive slow.”

That satisfied his mother.  Of course Foxhall did 90 mph, hit a telegraph pole and was badly injured.

Foxhall just before telegraph pole

Foxhall just before hitting telegraph pole

His wife had to endure headlines like these:

Keene Hurt

Foxhall Keene Hurt

Foxhall Keene Badly Hurt

Foxhall Keene Dangerously Hurt

Foxhall Keene Hurt When Thrown by Horse

Foxhall Keene Hurt Again in Polo Game

Foxhall P. Keene Hurt during a Hunt Meeting

Foxhall Keene Sustains Concussion of Brain

Foxhall Keene Injured

Foxhall Keene Injured Seriously While Hunting

Foxhall Keene Injured when Pony Stumbles

Foxhall Keene Badly Injured May Never Ride Again

Foxhall Keene Noted Horseman is Injured

Foxhall Keene Breaks Collarbone

Foxhall Keene Breaks Ankle

Foxhall Keene in Crash

 In 1913 a newspaper summarized Foxhall’s travails:

This was the fourth time he had broken his collarbone. He has twice been carried from the polo field for dead. He has had falls as an amateur steeplechase rider, been blown up from an automobile, nearly drowned on a sinking yacht [in reality, a canoe, but a yacht sounds better], dragged by runaway horses and bitten by dogs.

But Foxhall kept up a grueling schedule of sports and excelled in them.

Foxhall P. Keene was not only an Olympic Gold Medalist in polo, but also an American thoroughbred race horse owner and breeder, and an amateur tennis player. He was rated the best all-around polo player in the United States for eight consecutive years, a golfer who competed in the U.S. Open, and a pioneer racecar driver who vied for the Gordon Bennett Cup. In addition to his substantial involvement in flat racing, he was also a founding member of the National Steeplechase Association.

 

Foxhall young

The young Foxhall

Foxhall at polo

Foxhall before polo game

Foxhall Keene polo 1896.

Foxhall, polo, 1896 

Foxhall Keene in goggles

Foxhall Keene preparing for race

Foxhall on estate

Foxhall on estate grounds

Foxhall in accident

Foxhall with mechanic under car

Foxhall and hounds

Foxhall Keene as Master of Meadow Brook Hunt

Foxhall On Bally Firmott

Foxhall in point-to-point

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Finances and Real Estate

Foxhall was not as fortunate in finances as in sports.

In 1902 Foxhall built Rosemary Hall on a thousand acres in Old Westbury. But the mortgage holder began foreclosure. Foxhall leased the estate to a Vanderbilt, and later sold it to William Grace Holloway, who renamed it Foxland,

Rosemary hall

Rosemary Hall

Rosemary Hall Layout

Layout

Rosemary Hall entrance hall

 Entrance Hall

Rosemary Hall gardens

 Gardens

Rosemary Hall restoredRosemary Hall today

In 1889 Foxhall was made a special partner  in his brother-in-law’s firm, Talbot J. Taylor and Co.  Keene invested $200,000. The firm failed in 1903, and James  lost $1,500,000.

By 1904 his servants were suing for their wages. He disputed a bill at Meadow Brook Hunt Club and resigned, although he had been Master of the Hunt. In January 1912 the Waldorf Astoria sued Foxhall for $6,036 for his charges from 1906 to 1910.

When James Keene died in 1913, he left an estate of $15,000,000 [$400,000,000 in 2015 dollars] most of which went to his daughter, who had produced grandchildren. But Foxhall’s fortunes must have been repaired to some extent.

Andor Farm

 Foxhall Farms (later Loafer’s Lodge, now Andor Farms)

Andor Farm 2

Foxhall Farms (now Andor Farms)

Andor Farm 1

Foxhall Farms (now Andor Farms)

In 1919 he bought a house in Monkton, Maryland, and named it Foxhall Farms. He started a race there in 1920. Once he had twenty-eight house guests; the house caught fire, but the guests all pitched in and put it out.

People by thousands came out the day of the race. All the sporting countryside from Virginia to Long Island turned out. The little railway siding was crowded with private cars and seven hundred people were fed at my house alone. Though there was plenty to drink, I saw only one man who had too much. It was a purely sporting day.

The winners of that first race – and most of the subsequent contests – were from Pennsylvania. The winners take home the cup and keep it until some one beats them on their home ground.

When he initiated the race, Keene commissioned a silver trophy for $2,500. The Foxhall Farm Cup is one of the largest in sports, holding 82 quarts and weighing about 50 pounds. Almost every inch of the cup has been engraved with the names of the winning teams.

The End

Foxhall moved to a cottage on the estate of his sister in Ayer’s Cliff on Lake Massawippi in Quebec. There he reminisced to Alden Hatch:

So I have participated in nearly all the sports that men have invested to harden their bodies and temper their spirits. In each of them I found pleasure and an incalculable profit to the soul. All but one of them were competitive and In all I ranked well,, while in some I reached the top.

Now I ride no more. My strength and skill, and even the fortune which enabled me to live so royally, are spent. But if I had it all to do again, I would follow exactly the same way. It was a life of pure delight.

Foxhall portrait

Full Tilt: The Sporting Memoirs of Foxhall Keene.

The Derrydale Press, 1938.

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Postscript in Maryland

The Foxhall Farm Trophy Chase kicks off Maryland’s steeplechase season on March 15.

In 1920, American sportsman Foxhall P. Keene threw a party for 700 guests at his Monkton home on the eve of the first Foxhall Farm Trophy Team Chase. Keene created the race, held on the grounds of his home, Foxhall Farm, to encourage participation in timber racing.

On a March evening 86 years later, Taylor and Laura Pickett, the current owners of Foxhall Farm— now called Andor Farm— celebrated the 2006 race by throwing a party that sought to replicate Keene’s inaugural festivity.

Laura Pickett called on Brian Boston, executive chef at The Milton Inn, and Carol Westerlund, owner of Larkspur Floral Design, to create a glamorous, Gatsby-esque atmosphere that would allow guests to “walk up the path and through the door and feel that they were back in the 1920s,” says Westerlund, who bedecked the Pickett home with roses, carnations and calla lilies. Female guests were given gardenia corsages at the door, while male guests donned white carnations. “It was a decadent time. We were trying to convey that,” says Boston, who baked a Lady Baltimore cake, among other fare, for the occasion. The original sterling silver Foxhall Cup was on display next to a photo album illustrating the history of the race.

Steeplechase

 Maryland Steeplechase, Worthington Valley

Foxhall trophy 2 - Copy

Foxhall Trophy today

Foxhall trophyR.I. P.

Foxhall Parker Keene Bronze

Foxhall Parker Keene

Courtesy of  Nicholas Colquhoun-Denvers

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Virginia Lee Lawrence

February 20, 2015 in Lawrence Family, Uncategorized No Comments Tags: Genealogy, Virginia lee Lawrence

Virginia Lee Lawrence (1864-1891) was the daughter of Frederick Newbold Lawrence (1834-1916) and Elizabeth Miller Boyce (1835-1894). She was my wife’s great grand aunt. She died young, predeceasing both of her parents.

St George's exterior

St George's interior

She married Louis Meredith Howland in St George’s Church, Bayside, on December 19, 1883.

The wedding was celebrated precisely at 12 o’clock. A special train over the Long Island Railroad had taken up the guests from New York, and the church, despite the snow and wind outside, was thronged from chancel to door.

He dress was white satin, cut square, and covered with old point lace. She wore a point lace veil, held in place by a diamond star, which was the wedding gift of her mother. The lace was an old family heirloom of great value. She carried in her hand a bouquet of white roses.

My wife informs me that the old point lace veil that Virginia Lee wore is still in the family. Her mother wore it at her wedding, and my wife wore it at our wedding.

After the ceremony the guests were conveyed by the special trains that had taken them from this City, four miles further, to the old Lawrence homestead at Bayside, where an elegant collation was served. The house was beautifully decorated with holly and cedars, and the parlors were filled with the wedding presents.

Among these were a thousand–dollar bill [$25.000 in 2015 dollars] from the groom’s father, and one of half that amount from the father of the bride. Mr. Roosevelt, the groom’s best man, presented them with a very handsome repoussé silver tête-a tête set.

Tete a tete tea service

A  repoussé tête-a tête tea set

I trust there was a private detective on hand to keep an eye on the jeweled egg boilers.

The guests included dozens of Lawrences (a very prolific family), many Townsends, Embrees, Schencks, and other worthies.

Alas, she survived the wedding only ten years, and left three small children, Elizabeth Lawrence Howland (1885-1973),  Hortense Howland (1886-1975), and Nathalie Mary Howland (1887-1931).

She is buried in the Lawrence Cemetery in Bayside.

Lawrence Cemetery

Lawrence Cemetery 

 

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Judge Effingham Lawrence

February 20, 2015 in Lawrence Family 1 Comment Tags: Judge Effingham Lawrence

Effingham Lawrence (1779-1850) was the forth great grandfather of my wife. He was the son of Joseph Lawrence (1741-1813) and Phebe Townsend (1740-1816) and  married Anne Townsend (1782-1845) and had seven children.

He was a First Judge of Queens County.

He was mainly a farmer. He owned “The Bayside Farm” and three additional farms. In his early days he was an important breeder of thoroughbred cattle. Judge Lawrence’s books reveal that his interest in breeding Merino sheep led him to correspond with owners of that stock from places as divergent as Canada and the Carolinas, and his account books reveal that he originally spent $2,200 for a ram and two ewes.

Merino sheep

He had large flocks of Merinos which were the foundation of flocks in Vermont, Canada, and the Western states. These were said to be the progenitors of “Canadian mutton” sold in the early markets in New York City.

At this time the borough of Queens extended as far as Hempstead. Even though he served several years as a judge of the County Court, Lawrence had the time to research and grow the finest apples, peaches and apricots in our region. Records show he was an early advocate of the liberal use of plant food and fertilizer in those early times.

By 1817 Judge Lawrence was one of the prominent men to initiate the formation of the Agricultural Society of Queens County. Queens then encompassed an area that reached as far as Hempstead. Rufus King of Jamaica was elected the society’s first president and Judge Lawrence served as one of two vice presidents. The stated purpose of the society was “to improve the method of farming and raising of stock and advancing rural economy.”  The first meeting was held in the old Mineola courthouse in 1819 and that year the first exhibition was also held.

In July 1841 a Queens County Agricultural Society was formed to supplant the original society and at that time Judge Lawrence was selected as its president. Its first fair was held on Oct. 15, 1842, at Anderson’s Hotel in Hempstead. Before the event, the poet, journalist, and horticulturist William Cullen Bryant composed an ode which was sung at a local church. The number of visitors to these fairs ranged from 6,000 to 20,000 people, attracted as well by the racetrack. Fairs were later held also at Jamaica.

Judge Lawrence was also known as a breeder of fine horses, and in his younger days he participated in the hunt. In season he would pack up his family and set off for a two day trip to Smithtown to visit his relative Richard Smith. The area around Lake Ronkonkoma at that time was ideal for fox and deer.

Stone House

Stone House

Stone House was built in 1822 by Isaac Stansbury for Judge Lawrence on 49 acres overlooking Little Neck Bay.

Judge Lawrence is buried in the Lawrence Cemetery in Bayside.

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The Two Lives of Mary Lawrence

February 17, 2015 in Lawrence Family No Comments Tags: Genealogy, Mary lawrence. Mrs. Foxhall Keene, Mrs. Frank Worth

Mary Laurence (1860-1942) was the daughter of Frederick Newbold Lawrence and Elizabeth Boyce.  She was my wife’s great grand aunt.

Her life as Mrs. Frank Worth White 

Frank, the only son of his parents, graduated from Trinity College, was admitted to the Stock Exchange in April 1881 and went to work for his father at Loomis, White and Co., 40 Wall St.

St George's exterior

St George's interior

St. George’s Church, Flushing

On October 3 1878 he married Mary Lawrence in St. George’s Church, Flushing.  Their first and only child, Loomis Lawrence White, was born on November 2, 1879.

Tucker Cotage

Tucker Cottage

In 1883 they took Tucker Cottage in Lenox.

In February 1884 Mary was elected to play in the tableau of Helen of Troy at a charity event in Madison Square garden attended by 3000. Selected Beauties from Society played famous roles.

One critic gushed

“She was in every way worthy to represent the lovely Helen.”

Another critic, sharpening her claws, was not entirely sure:

Mrs. Frank Worth comes to nigh as being a professional beauty as anything we have in metropolitan society. She is thin, hollow-chested and bow backed; so that, as Helen or Troy,  she presented no heroism of figure: but her face was delicately fine, her eyes wee glorious, and her transparently clear connection was not much obscured by paint.

In March 1886 “mild Lenten forms of dissipation” characterized New York Society.  Mrs. John Sherwood held gatherings at her house,  where she held forth on “The Vatican and Its Treasures.” Afterwards Society was treated to recitations and songs:

Mrs. Frank Worth White, one of our young married belles, sang “My Marguerite” effectively. Mrs. White wore the first spring suit I have seen this season, which consisted of a gray silk ground,  on which were  tiny black and white embroidered flowers,  The whole effect was of rich grey,.  She also wore a tiny bonnet to match, with trimmings of grey velvet. The little strings and bows under the chin are becoming smaller, and are now just a strap.

Such was hot news in the Fort Worth Texas Gazette. I am surprised how papers all over America paid such close attention to the minutiae of the doings of fashionable New York society.

In 1886 Mary was in more tableaux vivants at the ball room of the Metropolitan Opera house to benefit St George’s Seaside House. She appeared in The Sibyl by F. S. Church. I have not been able to find that painting, but these are other paintings by Frederick Stuart Church:

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F. S. Church at work

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FSC 1

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One critic semi-gushed about Mary:

Mrs. Frank Worth is a beauty of the Second Empire. She has been the great rival of Mrs. James Brown Potter, who is one of the handsomest women in the world, but yet she is a red and white “peach-blow” beauty dressed in pale green Nile crepe. She leaned forward, consulting a figure of a sphinx, behind whom burned incense (why?). With her hair half falling from a knot, a wreath of oak leaves and arms bare, she made a beautiful picture of a pretty woman, but it might have been Flora or Euphrosyne, or anybody but a sibyl. She was not a figure to prophesy, but to inspire valentines.

Frank died, at the age of thirty, on January 18, 1887 of pneumonia. He was buried from St. George’s Church where he had been married nine years previously.  Mary, at twenty-seven, was a widow with an eight-year old son.

In May 1890 Mary participated in an entertainment at St. Ignatius Club in aid of St. Luke’s hospital

Her life as Mrs. Foxhall Parker Keene

Mary Lawrence 1860 to 1942 2

Mary and Foxhall Parker Keene announced their engagement August 1891, when she was thirty-one. Foxie, as he was known, was a dashing sportsman, but apparently an unsatisfactory husband, and his life will be discussed in detail.

They married December 10, 1892 at her house at 19 East 22nd St.

She accompanied him to sporting events, but they also attended the opera. Her clothing continued to attract attention. At opening night ate Met

She wore a gown of pale-blue velvet, which had a shimmer of silver and was trimmed with silver embroidery on the skirt. The bodice was of rose-colored velvet, and was studded with handsome jewels. Mrs. Keene also wore a tiara of diamonds.

September 1899 found Mary at Newport. There she participated in a charity theatrical put on by the Earl of Yarmouth.  It included an operetta, “Creatures of Impulse’.”

During the performance specialties were introduced and among them the Earl gave a whistling solo,  danced with Miss Ethel Sigsbee a character dance called “The Moth and the Butterfly,”  sand a duet with Miss Hunter, “Doodle Doodle” and again in “No One in the World.” Mrs. Foxhall Keene captivated the audience with a French ballad.

(Creatures of Impulse is a stage play by English dramatist W. S. Gilbert, with music by composer-conductor Alberto Randegger, which Gilbert adapted from his own short story. Both the play and the short story concern an unwanted and ill-tempered old fairy who enchants people to behave in a manner opposite to their natures, with farcical results.)

I would have paid good money to hear an earl doing a whistling solo.

Mary also part pated in a 1904 charity event at Mrs. Clare Mackay’s house, Harbor Hill, in Mineola.

Harbor Hill

Harbor Hill

 Dressed in the costumes of demure Puritan maids, witching French and Alsatian peasant girls, and charming little geishas from Japan, women whose names are household words stood behind counters and offered their wares. Some sold candles, others automobiles; some fancywork, others toys. Still others roamed at large and beguiled delighted victims into taking chances in raffles for objects as diversified as signed photographs of the next President of the United States, or a donkey cart with a beribboned “moke” attached.

Mrs. Mackay was dressed in a nurse’s costume that would have surpassed the happiest dreams of the most exacting patient, Mrs. O. H. P. Belmont, in the demure grey of a Puritan girl, with a stiffly starched white cap on her head and a white apron with bog baby bows, could hardly take the money fats enough for eth tickets she was selling for a doll’s house. Mts. Willie K Vanderbilt, Jr., sold frills and laces and tucks  with all the gentle persuasiveness sof an accomplished “saleslady” in a big department store, and her mild solicitude when purchasers nearly fainted at the prices was something to study. Mrs. Foxhall Keene, in the costume of the court of Louis XVI., asked and got 50 cents for a cup of tea with such a confidential air that the purchasers  felt they had made a lifelong friend and forgot to drink it.

Readers in Lincoln, Nebraska learned

Cloth gowns in color are much worn. Mrs. Foxhall Keene is wearing a brightest red cloth with  the bolero embroidered all over in lighter red. A narrow band of the embroidery runs all around the bottom of the skirt, which is laid in flat stitched folds to the knee, where the fullness is allowed freedom and the skirt falls gracefully about the feet.

The women of St. Louis were enlightened to learn that

Mrs. Foxhall Keene is radiant in a street suit of aluminum grey trimmed with oyster-grey bands. With is she wears a chinchilla set, consisting of muff, collar and cuffs. Her hat is trimmed with chinchilla.

Chicken

 

There are many stories about the origin of Chicken à la King, and many of them sound plausible. It is a dish of diced chicken, mushrooms, green peppers, and pimientos in a cream sherry sauce served on toast. Here are some of the stories. Dates range from 1881 to the 1920s.

Either a Mr. or Mrs. Foxhall Keene suggested it to the chef at Delmonico’s Restaurant in New York City, and originally served as Chicken à la Keene. This was in the late 1890s.

But alas, all was not chicken a la king and chinchillas. For reasons that were never disclosed, Mary left Foxhall and in 1904 returned to her father. In 1909 she was finally divorced from him on grounds of abandonment. There were hints of financial conflicts (although both were very wealthy) and Mary, like her father, was a vegetarian, but the real reasons for the “incompatibility” were never revealed.

Mary Lawrence 1860 to 1942 4

 

In June 1911 Mary reviewed the working horse parade and there was still some interest in her dress.  She

wore a black hat of middle size, but quite high, with loops of black ribbon.  Her gown was soft, black satiny stuff, with the upper part of the bodice and the sleeves, in one, of black chiffon cloth, over white, and the sleeves were edged with plain hems of stain, and across the front of the corsage was a plastron of black jet embroidery edged with gold. There was a bit of white around the neck. The skirt, at a fleeting glance, seemed to be quiet simple, and she carried a black wrap, which she donned before leaving the stand.

She faded from the social scene and died in New York in 1942 at the age of eighty two.

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Frederick Newbold Lawrence

February 16, 2015 in Lawrence Family, Uncategorized 1 Comment Tags: Carlyle Carne, Frederick Newbold Lawrence, Genealogy, Stone House, The Oaks

Frederick Newbold Lawrence (February 28 1834 – December 24, 1916) was my wife’s  great great grandfather. He was a son of Edward Newbold Lawrence (1805–1839) and Lydia Ann (née Lawrence) Lawrence (1811–1879). After his father’s death, his mother married her cousin Cornelius Van Wyck Lawrence, who served successively as a U.S. Representative, mayor of New York City, and Collector of the Port of New York. From his mother’s second marriage, he had several half-siblings, including Van Wyck Lawrence and James Ogden Lawrence.

He was a descendant of mayor of New York City John Lawrence and John Bowne, both Quakers and pioneer English settlers of Queens. His paternal grandparents were Hannah (née Newbold) Lawrence and merchant John Burling Lawrence,[3] and his maternal grandparents were Anna (née Townsend) Lawrence and Effingham Lawrence.[4] His uncle Effingham Lawrence is known for serving for the shortest term in congressional history, serving for just one day in the U.S. House of Representatives.

He was a Colonel in the Civil War, twice president of the New York Stock Exchange in 1882-1883, and president of the Union Club. In 1882 Frederick Newbold, as president of the Exchange, was called to testify about the expulsion of a broker accused of dishonest dealings. The judge was (who else?) Judge Lawrence – and yes, he was, like all the Lawrences in important positions New York, a relative.

In 1888 President Grover Cleveland visited New York; he was welcomed by Frederick Newbold who eulogized his administration.

A Fast Tratter (Dan Patch)

A Fast Trotter (Dan Patch)

The sport that Frederick Newbold favored was fast trotting. In May 1900 Carlyle Carne, driven by Col. Fred Lawrence, “the veteran road rider,” beat Cobwebs, driven by Nathan Strauss.

“2,500 or 3,000 pedestrians were on hand, hopeful of witnessing a battle royal between the rival fliers.

Cobwebs wore a pair of knee boots, held in place by blue elastic bands passing over his shoulders, and Carlyle Carne was rigged with white felt ankle and tendon boots forward, with scalpers and shin boots behind.

The New “King of the Speedway” is a flea bitten grey gelding., upward of sixteen hands high. He was foaled in 1891 at Portland Ore. , and was bred by Van B. de Lashmutt. His sire was Hambetonian Mambrino, a son of Menlaus by Rysdyk’s Hambletonian. Carne’s dam was Lady Gray, by Confederate Chief, granddam by General Knox. The horse came out as a three-year old and has been campaigned every year since 1894. Colonel Lawrence bought him last fall for  $1,375 [about $40,000 in 2020 dollars].”

( I detect in here a parody of the society page – who was wearing what, ancestors, money.)

In November 1900, Col. Fred, as he was known in sporting circles,  did not intend to drive for a while so he sold Carlyle Carne at auction. The buyer was Foxhall Keene, his son-in-law.

Frederick Newbold had a town house at 18 West 53rd St NY and an apartment at the Croisic. In March 1908 the New York Times reported  of Frederick Newbold:

He was ill when he went to the Croisac last Sunday afternoon, and a few minutes after he entered his apartments the elevator boy hear a fall. He investigated and found Mr. Lawrence senseless on the floor with a large cheval looking glass, which had been upset, on top of him. Pneumonia developed and the case was pronounced serious from the first.

He recovered, and his physician credited the recovery to Frederick Newbold’s twenty-year course of vegetarianism. Lawrence died in his townhouse at 57 West 52nd Street, which he had built shortly before his death, on December 24, 1916. He was buried at Lawrence Burying Ground in Bayside.

Frederick Newbold married Elizabeth Boyce (1835-1894) on December 6, 1855 in South Carolina. They had three daughters, Mary, Virginia Lee, and Elizabeth, from whom my wife is descended.

Lillie Lawrence (1857–1920),[  who married Brig. Gen. Charles Hedges McKinstry, an engineer and army officer.[14]
Mary “Tibbie” Lawrence (1859–1942),[ who married stockbroker Frank Worth White (1856–1887) in 1878.  After his death, she married Foxhall Parker Keene in 1892.  Keene was the son of James Robert Keene, a former president of the San Francisco Stock Exchange. They divorced in 1909.
Elizabeth Lawrence (1862–1906), who married J. Henry Alexandre (1848–1912), a son of Francis Alexandre, in 1887. Alexandre was prominent in steamship circles (the Alexandre Line was bought out by rival Ward Line in 1888).
Virginia Lee Lawrence (1864–1891),  who married Lewis Meredith Howland, a son of Edgar Howland of Howland & Aspinwall, in 1883. Samuel M. Roosevelt, Howland’s business partner, was his best man. After her death, Lewis married Leonora von Stosch (they later divorced and Leonora married Sir Edgar Speyer).

His Houses

The Oaks, Queens 

Frederick Newbold constructed The Oaks mansion.

He sold it to restaurateur John Taylor in 1859 who transformed it into greenhouses specializing in roses and orchids. It became the Oakland Golf Club 1886.

Harry Vardon,Walter J. Travis

Oakland Golf Club

Oakland Lake is located in a ravine in Bayside. It was also once called Douglas Pond after a local landowning family. They also developed nearby Douglaston. Oakland took its name from “The Oaks,” estate of Frederick Newbold Lawrence, who also descended from a local colonial settler family.

In 1896, his estate became a golf course, and in turn, it became CUNY’s Queensborough Community College in the 1960s.The lake was is subject to algae and silting and still requires plenty of care to ensure its preservation.

Oakland Lake

Oakland Lake

This pond can be found at Cloverdale Boulevard and 46th Avenue, one block south of Northern Boulevard.

The neighborhood of Oakland Gardens is named for a private estate called “The Oaks” that once occupied much of the area. John Hicks, one of Flushing’s original patentees, settled the area in 1645 and named his estate after the trees in the region. The estate, which spread from present-day 46th Avenue to the Long Island Expressway, passed through several owners, and in 1859 was bought by John Taylor, a successful restaurateur from Manhattan. Taylor and his partner, John Henderson, transformed The Oaks into a horticultural paradise with more than 30 greenhouses, specializing in roses and orchids. In 1896, John H. Taylor, son of the restaurateur, organized the Oakland Golf Course on 110 acres in the area. Most of the single-family houses and apartment complexes in Oakland Gardens today were constructed during a post-World War II building boom, when the area turned into a thriving suburban neighborhood.

Stone House

 Stone House, Queens

Fred Newbold Lawrence house

Stone House in Winter

 Stone House was built in 1822 by Judge Effingham Lawrence. He left it to his daughter Lydia; when she died in 1879, she left it to her son Frederick Newbold, who expanded it with a dining room to seat 80. It was demolished by developers in 1956.

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Thomas Burling the Cabinetmaker

February 12, 2015 in Burling, Uncategorized No Comments Tags: Burling chair, Genealogy, George Washington, Thomas Burling, Thomas Jefferson

Thomas Burling (1746-1831) was the son of  Ebenezer Burling and Mary Lawrence. He was the first cousin of Effingham Embree the clockmaker, and may have made cabinets for the clocks. He was my wife’s fifth great grand uncle. He married Susanna Carter in 1767 and had numerous children.

He trained as a cabinetmaker under Samuel Prince.

Thomas Burling ad

Thomas quickly became known as one of the finest cabinet makers in North America. When the capital of the new United States was located in New York, Congress leased for George Washington the house at 3 Cherry Street, and furnished it, mostly from Thomas’s shop:

With the exception of the upholsterer’s charges, the greatest sum for furnishings was paid to Thomas Burling for “Mahogany Furniture,” which contributed to what Martha Washington called a “handsomely furnished house.” In total, Congress spent eight thousand dollars preparing the executive residence for the Washington family.

George Washington commissioned a special piece of furniture, an “uncommon chair,” from Thomas Burling.

Burling Chair Mt Vernon

The Burling chair at Mt. Vernon

On April 17, 1790, Washington paid New York cabinetmaker Thomas Burling £7 for this ingeniously-engineered “Uncommon Chair.” It combines the sleek, contemporary design of a French bergère en gondole (or barrel-back upholstered armchair) with a unique swivel mechanism that allows the circular seat to rotate on four bone rollers. Washington must have found the chair to be ergonomically pleasing, as he used it throughout his presidency and for the remainder of his life. Following his return to Mount Vernon in March 1797, he placed it in his study.

Thomas Jefferson liked it, and in 1790, on the same trip he pursed toothbrushes from Effingham Lawrence the druggist, he also had Thomas Burling make a similar chair.

Burling chair at Monticello

The Burling chair made for Jefferson

Burling Chair Monticello

The Burling chair in situ at Monticello

While serving as secretary of state in New York in 1790, Jefferson purchased a good deal of furniture from local cabinetmakers, particularly Thomas Burling, who had a shop on Beekman Street. In his Memorandum Book, Jefferson carefully recorded two payments totaling £143 to Burling in July and August 1790 but did not identify his purchases. Among other articles, Jefferson evidently acquired a sofa and a revolving chair.

Jefferson’s chair was mocked by the Federalists:

Although Washington eluded the enmity of the Federalist critic William Loughton Smith, Jefferson did not escape ridicule for his politics and his chair. Smith wrote, “Who has not heard from the Secretary of the praises of his wonderful Whirlgig Chair, which had the miraculous quality of allowing the person seated in it to turn his head without moving his tail?”

Burling retired in April 1802and turned his business over to his sons Samuel and William, but his furniture still survives and is prized in the antique market.

Thomas Burling end of business

 

Burling sideboard burling table Burling chair, purchased by GW, now in WH

 

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