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RM2AX80M7–Literary New York . n for a history of the colonywhich he was then writing. Thiswould have been carried out, beyondall doubt, if the clergyman had notjust then decided to go to England Literary New York to settle some troublesome Churchmatters, taking his history with him.As ill-fortune would have it, the shipin which he sailed was captured bythe French,—France then being atwar with England,—and rather thanhave the slightest bit of informationconveyed to the enemy through hismeans, the clergyman tossed the pre-cious pages into the sea. In thecourse of time, released by theFrench, he reached En
RM2AX7KT6–Literary New York . ut nevertheless the same HellGate that Irving looked upon andthat Irving wrote about. Part ofthis park were the grounds of JohnJacob Astor, the friend of Irving.His house stood beyond the park,where Eighty-eighth Street nowtouches East End Avenue,—a squaretwo-story frame dwelling of colonialtype, painted white, with deep ver-anda, wide halls, and spacious rooms ;set high upon a hill, backed by aforest of towering trees, and frontedby a vast lawn stretching by gentleslope to the cliff at the riverside.Here Irving was a guest, and wroteAstoria, telling of Astors settlementon
RM2AX86BT–Literary New York . ry New York had no effect, and the friends wereforced to give it up and submit toa decision, in very quaint wording,the tenor of which was that it wasacknowledged that there was no lovebetween the two, and that the onlyrecommendation that could be madewas that the property should be di-vided equally and they go their sev-eral ways,—which they did. But theearlier readings of poetry had sownthe seed of still another marriage.For at those readings, Anna, theyoungest daughter of the poet, hadsat by her fathers side, and youngHendrick Kip had sat by his fathersside, and about th
RM2AX74DN–Literary New York . the farwest side, the journeyer comes towide, tree-lined West End Avenue,and there at Ninety-third Street, al-most upon the shores of the HudsonRiver, in a locality of beautiful homes,Brander Matthews, author of Vign-ettes of Manhattan and A ConfidentTo-morrow, lives and works. Re-turning down-town on the westerlyside of the city, stop just beyondAmsterdam Avenue and Eighty-sixth351 Literary New York Street before a house, colonial as toits doors and windows at least, thehome of that distinguished naval offi-cer and writer, Captain A. T. Mahan.On the nearest corner is the c
RM2AX75TG–Literary New York . Literary New York Post. Only a few steps away, in his-toric Irving Place, the ivy-coveredhouse is where Mrs. Burton Harrisonwrote Sweet Bells out of Tune, andon another block farther to the souththe Lotus Club long had its home,the building now given over to com-mercial uses. In the short stretch of FifteenthStreet that leads from Irving Placeto Union Square are two pointsclosely associated with the literatureof the city. One is midway the dis-tance, the prosaic office of a brewernow, but oncethe home of theCentury Clubwhen Bancroftthe historianwas its presi-dent. Theother
RM2AX7BB3–Literary New York . emaining in a neighbor-hood otherwise given up to businessstructures to-day, is numbered 53 onEast Twentieth Street Here theCarys lived when they made theirhome in this city, coming from theirOhio birthplace to a wider field ofactivity. You can walk now into thelittle parlor where the gatherings wereheld. You can go into the roomabove, where Phcebe worked—whenshe found time; for in the joint 322 Two Famous Meeting-Places housekeeping of the sisters Phcebeoften said that she had to be thehousekeeper before she could be thepoet. In that roomshe wrote, after com-ing from churc
RM2AX7BMX–Literary New York . rk of his death he was scarcely knownas a writer, and it was not until thepublication of Cecil Dreeme that theworld realized that it had lost anentertaining story-teller as well as abrave soldier when Winthrop fell. Among others who served in theSeventh Regiment of New York, ofwhich Theodore Winthrop was amember, was Fitz-Jamcs OBrien, theerratic and brilliant journalist, whosetale of The Diamotid Lens was hisbest contribution to the literature ofthe day. The only literary man ofthe Seventh to return to New Yorkwas OBriens friend, Charles Gra-ham Halpine, who resigned, and
RM2AX7MCW–Literary New York . In this coffee-house the merchants of the citysigned the Nonimportation Agree-ment in the days before the Revolu-tion, When Irving returned to the citythe coffee-house was gone, and on 99 Literary New York its site was the City Hotel, the mainhostelry of the city. Here the chiefcitizens gathered and a banquet washeld and all honor paid to the illus-trious guest, thrice welcome to hisnative city. From the site of this old house, itis a pleasant walk down Broadway,past the Bowling Green to BridgeStreet, where, at No. 3, Irving, afterhis return, went to live with hisbrother Eb
RM2AX7D96–Literary New York . New York man at his fathers country place onthe Schuylkill, failing utterly and ab-solutely when he goes into business,and letting his fathers fortune slipaway from his nerveless grasp. Heremembers, too, his marriage, andhow his wife followed his restlesscareer with unchanging love and re-mained always a balance-wheel to hisImpetuosity. He recalls how, throughall the changes of that early and un-settled life, the naturalist-love born inhim when he roamed the tropical homeof his youth was always strongest inhis nature, and was constantly crop-ping out in his mania for collec
RM2AX8157–Literary New York . t literature of infant New York,living a life as quiet and as regular asany Dutch colonist could have de-manded. On a Sunday morning hepreached in the church in the fortthe long, heavy sermons that hispeople loved. In the afternoon herode away on the highway that ledinto the country, past the CollectPond, over the Kissing Bridge at theFresh Water, on to the stretch thatwas to grow into the Bowery, throughthe forest till he came to the fewclustering houses of the BouwerieVillage, where Stuyvesant had spenthis old age. In the village churchhe preached of an afternoon,—thechur
RM2AX7HWR–Literary New York . arcely lived long enough toinclude his novels, Tom Thornton andPaul Felton, and some contributionsfrom Washington Allston and Bryant. Many a good idea came from themeetings at the City Hotel, but pos-sibly none more felicitous than thatof the Bread-and-Cheese Club. Thisremained so long in the germ that therealization seemed far off, but finally,in T824, began the holding of its fort-nightly meetings in Washington Hall— afterwards swept away to giveplace to the Stewart Building atBroadway and Reade Street. Theclub derived its name from Coopersconceit of having candidates bal
RM2AX7CX5–Literary New York . t where town andvillage met. A bit of the old villageremains exactly as it was in the Gen-eral Theological Seminary, and theblock on which it stands, Twentiethto Twenty-first streets, Ninth andTenth avenues, is still called ChelseaSquare. C le m ent C. M oo re i nheri ted 195 Literary New York from his father, Bishop BenjaminMoore, a large tract of land alongthe river near the present ChelseaSquare, and gave the land on whichthe seminary was built to that insti-tution. He himself lived in a housewhich his father had occupied beforehim and which stood on the line ofthe prese
RM2AX74XN–Literary New York . le Church Around the Cor-ner nestles in a populous district,and in the next block, just beyondthe Womans Hotel, Mrs. BurtonHarrison has written many of herbooks. Two blocks away, in theLife building, John A. Mitchell,founder of the paper, spends severalworking hours of each day. Going farther up-town in ParkAvenue just beyond Thirty-sixthStreet is a substantial building whereDr. Josiah Gilbert Holland wroteand where he died. In near-byThirty-seventh Street hover memo-ries of Parke Godwin, who marriedthe daughter of William CullenBryant, and whose business and lit-erary inte
RM2AX78WM–Literary New York . Place, atNo. 108, is a squat red brick housewhere Richard Harding Davis wrotehis newspaper tales. Across, at thecorner, lived George Parsons Lathropwhen he wrote Behind Time, andthere his wife, Rose HawthorneLathrop, wrote Along the Shore. Anhistoric site this house stands on, forit is where Stoddard and Taylor oncelived together. A block to the northis old-time Clinton Place, which now,538 Some Writers of To-Day for modern convenience, recking notof memory or of sentiment, has be-come Eighth Street. There, to theleft of Fifth Avenue, at No. 18, iswhere Paul du Chaillu wrot
RM2AX796W–Literary New York . ds the south, Brents foundryused to be in the days when Rich-ard Henry Stoddard was an iron-worker and the friend of BayardTaylor, whom he visited in MurrayStreet. From this far East Side to Wash-ington Square is quite a distance, butstop half-way at Police Headquartersand the near-by reporters offices.Any one there will be glad to pointout the room where Jacob A. Riisworked so man) years and wrote mostof How the Otlier Half Lives, and236 Some Writers of To-Day from which he carried out his ideasfor benefiting the city poor—car-ried them out so well that PresidentRoosevelt
RM2AX802X–Literary New York . ed, and the Gover-nors wife was a strategist. So onemild summers night the young noble-man, resplendent in gay clothes, witha couple of his friends, assisted Literary New York Dominie Campbell over the fort wall,where they found the young womanwaiting, and there in the silence andthe darkness the marriage occurredThere was some stern talk of whatought to be done to Dominie Camp-bell, and wonderment as to what theDuke of Grafton would say, but noth-ing serious came of it, although theromantic wedding was the talk of thetown for many a year. Cadwallader Col den lived downby t
RM2AX7PR4–Literary New York . •jTh.eS,corner lfconfc oft h isT Tiieitre was lai Iff 1: on tKte 5??! day of May n Henderson Vmilitoti JL» e w i s: Hall e rr> ;I: [j i--jV4^.!i!ii &;J J oh n Hodgkinf on J gers J Win I ar f ? LV-i^. one man of business. He was theproprietor of the theatre, and althoughhe wrote plays, and painted pictures, 6? Literary New York and wrote books, William Dunlapwas a man of affairs. His home wasaround the corner in quiet Ann Street,which in another hundred years cameto be a very noisy street indeed,crowded with venders of every sortof odds and ends that can be im-agined. A
RM2AX7MMP–Literary New York . ful place, and setsquarely upon the hill-top was an innthat, in the days of the Revolution,came to be a meeting-place for pa-triots. Even now, when the gloriesof Golden Hill seem quite forgotten,there are those who love to walk itscrowded ways, and who firmly believethat it came by its name in prophecy Literary New York of the golden flower of literature oneday to be born close by it. The lane that once had its courseup the grain-covered hill is there yet;now, a crowded, dismal thoroughfarebearing the name of William Street.It is well to start with this old lane,partly beca
RM2AX7EAD–Literary New York . ared out atevery corner, a city which has beenswept so entirely away that what isleft of it lingers only in odd nooksand corners and back streets whereeven the oldest New Yorker has lostsight of it, and where visitors spendmany hours seeking out old-timecuriosities in the byways of themetropolis. The larger buildings of those days,the ones to catch the eye of a stran-ger, are all memories now, and it is a J 6(j Literary New York difficult matter to say even wherethey stood with any degree of cer-tainty. There was Masonic Hall inBroadway and Pearl Street, with itsgreat chamb
RM2AX7FJP–Literary New York . irror by this time being defunct)in the starting of a daily paper whichtook the name of the Evening Mir-ror. From this on Willis lived anactive social-literary life, singing ofBroadway with the same facilenessas he sang of country scenes. Hecame to be a grave and patient in-valid, living happily with his secondwife as he had with his first, and end-ing his days at Idlewild,—his homeon the Hudson. It was with the newly startedEvening Mirror that Poe becameconnected on his return from Phila-delphia, and it would seem thatif he ever had prospects bright tolook forward to it wa
RM2AX7E08–Literary New York . ATu.sea.fn attttm ttaeth endof f/ie Park. THE APOLLO ROOMS IN tS30. Close of Knickerbocker Days Hall Park was Scudders, the firstmuseum in the city, the forerun-ner of Barn urns, filled to overflow-ing with curiosities of earth andsea and air. Across the way, onthe opposite side of the park, was thePark Theatre with its broad whitefront and its record as the chief play-house of the city, although therewere hosts of admirers and patrons ofthe Old Bowery, and of the Nationalin Leonard Street, and of the Olympicin Broadway, where Mitchell was es-tablished as a great favorite.
RM2AX7H2N–Literary New York . ked, so often nothoroughfare, so winding that theyseem to be seeking out the old farm-houses which they ; .d to in earlyday/^ there is a pretty little play-gr< d for children. This HudsonPark is an open spot with greenlawns and marble -jralks and a talliron fence surrounding it ; quite a / 146 Those Who Gathered about Poe model park with everything aboutfresh, and new, and modern. It isso very new and so very heat and sovery clean that one would not lookthere for old-time flavor. But curi-ously enough one thing about itseems out of tone. On the greenlawn is a monument ol
RM2AX7KCC–Literary New York . over to stranger hands, still lingermemories of Paulding and Halleck,Bancroft and Drake, and a host ofothers. It was while working on Astoriathat Irving began the building ofWolferts Roost, theVan Tassel houseof the Legend of Sleepy Hollow, onthat delightful spot on the Hudson Literary New York which in the first days of Irvingsresidence there was called Dearman.In after time the name was changedto Irvington, in his honor, and Wol-ft:rts Roost, in honor of the gloriouscountry, became Sunnyside. It isSunnyside to this day, altered by ad-ditions made in the intervening years,
RM2AX7EPF–Literary New York . THE BATTERY IN 1830. (Fr«m n drawing by C. Uurton.) Those Who Gathered about Poe to the strong belief that historic oldhouses are well enough as curiosities,but are inconvenient things when theystand in the way of money-makingimprovements. After passing through these roomsand with the memory of Poe strongupon you, walk away along the streetremembering that in Poes time it wasa delightful country road. Stroll to-wards the Harlem River as he wan-dered many a moonlight night, hisbrain busy with the deep problemsof The Universe. After a time youwill pass on to the High Bridge,
RM2AX7WK1–Literary New York . oughbabyhood in Frankfort Street, andjust as he was able to walk waswhisked away to a farm in New Jer-sey, where his father had built ahouse, calling it Mount Pleasant afterthe old homestead in La RocheJle, Quite within the throw of a stoneof Frankfort Street, and in the veryyear of Philip Freneaus birth, wasborn Eliza Schuyler, who with thepassing of years was to marry andbear the name of Eliza Bleecker and Literary New York the title of the first poetess of New-York. In her childhood, the future poet-ess had a favorite walk over the bitof rolling ground to the south ofFra
RM2AX7CF1–Literary New York . Hobomak, in 1821. Her workshad been much read, but lost muchof their popularity after she publishedthe first anti-slavery book in Amer-ica, in 1833, under the title An Literary New York Appeal for that Class of AmericansCalled Africans. She ever remainedprominent as an abolitionist, but be-cause of her opinions lost caste asa writer of novels. But Miss Lynchcared, little what opinions any oneheld so long as they really had opin-ions and would stand by them, andMrs. Child was welcomed to herhome until she left the city, in 1844,to spend the rest of her life in Way-land, Mass
RM2AX7HFE–Literary New York . Cooper and His Friends afternoon, Park Row was his hauntby night; and Windusts place, a dooror two below the Park Theatre (liter-ally below it, for it was beneath thesidewalk), was his centring point. The resort of Edward Windust wasnot an old place, but a famous one.It was opened in 1824 and lastedonly until 1837, when the proprietorthought himself cramped in space andopportunity and, moving away to seeka larger field, found failure. It wasthe actors museum of the city. Itswalls were lined with reminders ofthe stage: playbills, and swords thathad seen the service of savage
RM2AX75C6–Literary New York . Some Writers of To-Day fence, and a gateway not at all inkeeping with the modern appear-ance of the street. Behind the tallfence is a bit of greensward, and be-yond that a house quaintly unusualin appearance, seeming to shrink fromsight In the shadows cast about it.This is where Richard Watson Gilderat one time lived, where Charles DeKay organized the Authors Club,and where the Society of AmericanArtists was formed. Beyond Union Square there is inEighteenth Street.the house num-bered 121 where.Brander Matthews,lived for fourteenor more years,where he wrotemany of his books,
RM2AX7N37–Literary New York . estthat once stretched above the city.In those good old days when theDutch held full sway, Cornelius van15 Literary New York Tienhoven was the bookkeeper of theWest India Company, and when hemarried the step-daughter of Jan Jan-sen Damen, the bride brought himas dower a slice of this forest. When,later, a clearing was cut through thewood it was called Tienhovens Street.But such a name rang too stronglyDutch for those who served an Eng-lish king, and when the English camethey quickly called it King Street.And so it remained until after theRevolution, when, in remembranceof t
RM2AX7MW5–Literary New York . , James Kent, Joseph Dennic,and all the writers of the circle. Itwas Dr. Smith who wrote the pro-logue for the Park Theatre upon itsopening, and not a member of theFriendly Club but attended the firstperformance. It is small wonder that CharlesBrockden Brown was the foremostmember of the club. He had justclaim. Thrusting aside criticism andadvice, ignoring the fact that he wasan invalid facing the hardship thatmust be overcome, he stood forth asthe first writer in America to support77 Literary New York himself by his pen alone. The Bar,even though there was ever so faira pr
RM2AX8APW–Literary New York . n such a way as to form oddand unique designs. Itis an attractive way ofdoing, for it varies thestaid simplicity of thesolid color. But for allit may seem originaland new, it is a stylethat had its beginninglong, long ago, even in the days whenthe stern Peter Stuyvesant governed Literary New York with an iron hand over the Dutchcolony of fifteen hundred people, thetown that was one day to be NewYork, but which in his time was calledNew Amsterdam. ft was a tiny town then; pictur-esque, too, for the houses were low,irregular, with sloping roofs and gableends to the street. Th
RM2AX876P–Literary New York . a man of deep learning, as a manof wealth. But with not one word ofhis being a poet—yet only by reasonof his poems has his name lived. Hebuilt for himself a house beside thelittle canal where Steendam walkedin the night, just where now Ex-change Street touches Broad, andhere, with his two motherless daugh-ters and one son, he lived more luxu-riously than had yet been seen. For 3 Literary New York he had brought with him from Hol-land heavy plate of rich design, moreplate than was in all the town beside ;solid, carved furniture and rare hang-ings ; and on winter nights his g
RM2AX7FA9–Literary New York . title of Town andCountry. While Poe was working on theMirror he lived with his frail wifeVirginia and her mother, Mrs, Clemm,in Bloomingdale Village. It was avillage indeed then, and about the•57 Literary New York scattered houses were broad roadsand shaded lanes and clustering trees.The house in which Poe lived was ona high bluff beside a country roadwhich is now Eighty-fourth Street,the house standing (as the thorough-fares run now) between Broadwayand West End Avenue. It was aplain, square, frame dwelling withbrick chimneys reaching high abovethe pointed roof, kept by Mr
RM2AX7W2H–Literary New York . driven from New York.And on the night of the Britishentry a great fire had started in thelower part of the city, swept awaythe house where Bradfords press hadbeen, leaped across Broadway andlaid Trinity Church a mass of ruinsscattered over the churchyard whereFreneaus father lay buried. The British soldiers were quartered 54 The Poet of the Revolution in the public buildings; the Britishofficers had taken possession of thehouses deserted by wealthy patriots ;the Middle Dutch Church, which hadbeen the architectural pride of thecity, had become a riding school fortroopers. Th
RM2AX7GD0–Literary New York . stories and criticisms. He hadbut just given up the editorship ofthe Southern Literary Messenger atRichmond, a position he had securedthrough the friendship of John PKennedy, who had been his friend inhis early struggles in Baltimore andwho was to continue a friend to himthrough all his life. In 1832 Poe had Those Who Gathered about Poe first met him, when Kennedy waswriting Swallow Barn. AfterwardsKennedy wrote Horseshoe Robinsonand other books before abandoningliterature for politics and, in time,becoming Secretary of the Navy. So Poe came to New York, and withhim Virgini
RM2AX8A6F–Literary New York . hought out sucha useful plan, for he was not known asa practical man. Anything but that,for was he not a poet ? More than this,was he not the only poet in the col-ony ? Anil still more than this, he wasthe first poet of New Amsterdam. 4 Writers of New Amsterdam And in other ways, too, this firstliterary man of the colony was noordinary man. He had come to NewAmsterdam in the employ of the own-ers of the colony, the Dutch WestIndia Company, and he worked inthe Companys warehouse. But hehad a mind which fixed itself onthings above the beaver skins whichit was his task to regi
RM2AX79Y3–Literary New York . e beenmade for some other building, andto be trying to get back to wherethey belong, bulging out in the strug-gle and making rents in the house-front. Crossing Battery Park to StateStreet, at No. 17 is the tall Chese-brough building that has sprung upon the spot where William Irv-ing, brother of Washington, lived,and where the Salmagundi wits331 Literary New York gathered sometimes in the evening.Two or three doors farther along is asurvival of old New York which de-lights the eye, with its porticoes andoval windows, odd appearing andmany-sided ; a mansion when wealthand af
RM2AX7MDM–Literary New York . the city. Irvingsparents were not given to theatre-go-ing, but Irving, when the family-prayers had been said and he had beensent to bed, ofttimes crept out of thegable window, slid down the slantingroof, dropped to the ground, and stoleaway. He went, just as now follow-ing in his footsteps you can go, pastthe old inn, around the next cornerwhere, on a house wall, is a tabletreciting the departed glories ofGolden Hill, then on a few steps90 The City that Irving Knew until you reach, close by Broadway, adreary arcade. Walk through thearcade and you willfind it heavy withthe s
RM2AX7C4E–Literary New York . and was in New York trying to carryVanity Fair to success—a task whichhe could not accomplish. Another of the Pfaff company wasThomas Bailey Aldrlch. This was ata time when he had editorial chargeof the Saturday Press after he hadcotne from Portsmouth and servedthree years at his desk in the com-mission house of his rich uncle.Working over the hooks of the firm,his mind was often busy with themesoutside of the commission house, alltending towards a literary career. Another lounger at Pfaff s whosename has become famous in the worldof letters was William Winter, whowas somet
RM2AX893H–Literary New York . Literary New York which served to keep the Indians out—a wall stretching straight acrossthe island quite from river to river,following the line that Wall Streetwas to take later when Indians shouldbe no more and when the town itselfshould have burst its bounds. Merethen the poet walked through thenarrow streets—winding ways thathad their birth as Indian trails, passedtheir infancy as cow-paths, and had sowound around marshy tracts and devi-ated from their course that as streets they must ofnecessity be ir-regular andvacillating. While thiswas a time ofadvancementfor the lit
RM2AX7M1P–Literary New York . / The City that Irving Knew still lingers, for here of all places it isless changed in appearance since hisfeet trod the ground. In lrvingsday it was a stretch of countrysidewith summer houses of the wealthyat long distances facing the river.Now, though the city has encom-passed it, there is still left the onegreen spot by the riverside beyondEighty-eighth Street. The EastRiver Park they call it, and there arerough stone steps leading tothe waterside, windingpaths and overhangingtrees — the trees thatIrving stood be-neath. Andthere, acrossthe stretch ofwater, is HellGate, i
RM2AX770N–Literary New York . Some Writers of To-Day bered 11S, Richard Grant White hadhis home when he wrote The NewGospel of Peace, According to St.Benjamin. Around the corner in Third Avenue,at Thirteenth Street, is a tablet tell-ing of the pear tree that Peter Stuy-vesant brought from Holland, thatgrew and flourished on the edge ofthe Stuyvesant orchard for more thantwo hundred years. Within a stonesthrow of the tree in the sixties, andwhile it yet bloomed, Stoddardlived with his friend BayardTaylor, and here theJLife of H umboldtcame from Stod-dards pen. Aroundanother corner intoFourteenth Streetan
RM2AX76KG–Literary New York . is especially dainty andattractive, and quite overshadowedby the lofty building that has grownup beside it. In this out-of-the-waycorner the Stoddards lived for some-thing more than a quarter of a century,and here they died, the brilliant sonfirst, then Mrs, Stoddard, and finallyRichard Henry Stoddard, in 1903. Along the parkside and aroundthe corner to Seventeenth Street, No.330 was another interesting landmark242 Some Writers of To-Day until, quite lately, it was swept away.Brander Matthews lived there, andcould look across the square to thegray towers of St. Georges whil
RM2AX85W5–Literary New York . little settlement hehad built up and called BouwerieVillage, which was far out on theBouwerie Road, and Nicasius DeSi lie settled down as a merchant,19 Literary New York and little more was heard of him asa poet. It was a simple enough thing torename the town and call It after thebrother of an English king, but thatmade but little change in the customsof the people. For many a long yearit was to remain the quaint, slow-going town it had been. Certainlyno English brain or hand added tothe literature of this time, and theonly bit of writing which survives isthe work of a Dutc
RM2AX73KF–Literary New York . it the solid little brick house, withgreen shutters and an air of dignitythat proclaims it of another time.This has stood for three quarters ofa century and at one time had noneighbors. There, until 1898, whenhe went to Princeton, Lawrence Hut-ton gathered his collection of objectsartistic from all parts of the world;there he kept his assortment of deathmasks; there he wrote and enter-tained his friends, authors, actors, menof different callings. Let. the last step be to that re-minder of old Chelsea Village, inTwenty-third Street beyond NinthAvenue, called London Terrace.
RM2AX7T35–Literary New York . The Poet of the Revolution friendship of Freneau and LindleyMurray might have ripened, but thatin the year after their meeting Mur-ray went to England, where he wasto devote himself, for his own amuse-ment, to horticulture, in a pretty lit-tle garden beside his home near York,and where he wrote his famous gram-mar for a young ladies school. Even in the lifetime of Freneau,changes came to Hanover Square.For more than half a century it wasthe Newspaper Row, then it gradu-ally became the dry-goods district,then settled down to a general centrefor wholesale houses. At one corne
RM2AX7N7T–Literary New York . one man of business. He was theproprietor of the theatre, and althoughhe wrote plays, and painted pictures, 6? Literary New York and wrote books, William Dunlapwas a man of affairs. His home wasaround the corner in quiet Ann Street,which in another hundred years cameto be a very noisy street indeed,crowded with venders of every sortof odds and ends that can be im-agined. A block away, around an-other corner in Bee km an Street, onthe south side below Nassau, wasDunlaps home when he had givenup the theatre, settled down to litera-ture, and got to writing his importantbooks,
RM2AX7RJR–Literary New York . Tract rices? time in sea trips, but he was in thecity again when George Washingtontook the oath of office asthe first President of^IL. the UnitedStates atthe Fed-eral Hallin WallStreet;and wasin the quaintSt. Pauls Chapel, then quite a newstructure, when Washington wentthere on the day of his inauguration.In the same year, Freneau lived fora time in Wall Street, close by thehouse where Alexander Hamiltonlived, who in those days was a figurein literary New York by reason ofhis writing of the Federalist papers.That was thirteen years before Ham-ilton occupied his country hous
RM2AX7R6T–Literary New York . was to be still standing a hundredyears later, when the city had creptup to and beyond it, and left it whereOne Hundred :?yand Forty-first Streetcrosses Con-vent Avenue.Close by, innarrow Nas-sau Street, u rr i- j - tir 11 Broad St. and when Weneau lived in Wall, was Tedera.1 Hall the home of a man who had been hisclassmate in college. This was AaronBurr. He, too, in a few years, wasto leave the humble house in NassauStreet, to live in the Richmond Hillhouse, where the British CommissaryMortier had lived, and from whichBurr walked forth on an eventfulmorning in 1804 to figh
RM2AX87XK–Literary New York . S-fZivi/esanfs called Whitehall,pass away, leaving its - . Literary New York Street, Hemust have walkedbeneath the wallof the weak littlefort at the watersedge, passedGovernor Stuy-v e s a n t s newhome that wasand that was toname to theroad leading to it, which the road wasstill to bear more than two hundredand fifty years later. And perhapshe went on along the strand to theStadt Huys (for it was only a fewsteps farther along the waterside), thestone house that William the Testy had built as a tavern and that in thefirst poets day had become the firstCity Hall of New Amste
RM2AX77D5–Literary New York . Literary New York district many a writer of New York haslived. At Fourth Avenue and TenthStreet still stands the house, known toall who lived there as The Deanery,in which Miss Annie Swift kept board-ers, and where the family of RichardHenry Stoddard lived during the lastfour years that Mr. Stoddard held hispost in the Custom House. HereStedman, and Bayard Taylor, andHowells were visitors, with scores ofother writers;here Mrs. Stod-dard wrote TheMorgensons, andhere Stoddardhimself wroteThe Kings Bell,Melodies andAfadrigals, andother poems.Not more than ablock away, inthe ho
RM2AX86PF–Literary New York . r much be frizzled hair, and theirfingers covered with glittering rings,and with great lockets of gold ontheir bosoms. Each had a Bible fas-tened to her girdle by links of gold—not the plain, strongly bound Biblesused by Jacob Steendam and hisfriends, but elaborately wrought insilver, with golden clasps. The menwere just as gaily dressed as thewomen, for they wore long coatsadorned with shining buttons and15 Literary New York among pockets trimmed with lace, and col-ored waistcoats, knee-breeches ofvelvet, silk stockings, and low shoesset off by silver buckles. Outside the
RM2AX7JE7–Literary New York . tothat beautiful spot beyond the Harlem121 Literary New York that they both loved so well, and thereby the side of the Bronx streamletthe poet Drake was buried. In thedepth of his grief Halleck wrote thelines : Green be the turf above thee,Friend of ray better days; None knew thee but to love thee,None named thee but to praise. And now after more than three quar-ters of a century the words still mur-mur their message of friendship andsorrow above Drakes grave. Thecity has sped on far beyond the littlegraveyard, and harsh sounds throbwhere once was only the singing ofbirds;
RM2AX7TCX–Literary New York . andrivalling one another in their show ofpatriotism. Tempted into Gamesbookstore by the display of volumes,he chanced upon a friend who calledhim by name. And old Hugh Gaine,turning slowly about at the sound of Literary New Yurk a name he knew so well, stared at theenemy he had never seen : Is your name Freneau ? heasked. And the poet answered : Yes, Philip Freneau. For just a moment the booksellerhesitated, then said : 1 want to shake your hand ; youhave given me and my friend Riving-ton a lasting reputation. It was in one of these very book-stores that Freneau met Lindley
RM2AX7G27–Literary New York . Literary New York he finished The Narrative of ArthurGordon Py nu In another house, some little dis-tance away but in a direct courseup Carmine Street, in Sixth Avenueclose by Waverley Place, Poe livedfor a short time, but long enough towrite The Fail of the House of Usherand some magazine work, when hewent to Philadelphia to The Gentle-maiis Magasi?ie, edited by WilliamE. Burton, the famous comedian.Oddly enough, when Burton diedyears afterwards, he found a resting-ing place in the obscure St. JohnsBurying-Ground. It was not until 1844 that Poe re-turned to New York, and d
RM2AX7DGA–Literary New York . y years,When he joined the staff in 1826, intwo years succeeding Coleman aseditor and remaining so until hisdeath, the Evening Post had its office181 Literary New York in William Street, near Pine. ButBryant spent many years of his edi-torial life in the Broadway building,and one of its attractions, now pointedout to all visitors, is the poets win-dow on an upper floor where he satat his desk, that was always stackedhigh and negligently with all mannerof useless papers and rejected manu-scripts, and looked over the city tothe south as he worked. Standing beside this window
RM2AX7JY3–Literary New York . ore of Newspaper Row. WhenDrake lived in Park Row, the seconddoor from Beekman Street, he andHalleck hit upon the idea of the Croaker Papers, a series of satiresin verse, printed in the Evening Post,in which the poets sailed into the pub-lic characters of the day. This wasthe house where Halleck went to readhis Fanny to Drake, and madesome corrections at his friends sug-119 Literary New York gestion before he gave it to theworld. Around the corner from the ParkRow shop, the Shakespeare Tavernwas conducted by Thomas HawkinsHodgkinson.the actor; a resort for theactors, the ar
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