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The Country Roller Rink and Roller Polo

In the recent post about N. Dushane Cloward, it was noted that one of the business ventures he was associated with was the roller skating rink located next to Brandywine Springs Amusement Park. It was also mentioned that a fast-moving and briefly popular sport was played there, as well as at other rinks. I'm not sure quite why, but I thought I'd cover these topics here in their own post. Maybe it's because I don't get to do many sports-related posts, or maybe I just really miss hockey (NHL, not the KHL, OHL, or QMJHL stuff that's on now). In any case, the Country Roller Rink and roller polo do have their own stories, related to but separate from the amusement park.

The roller rink was built 1907 and was always part of the park, but not really. It was officially owned by the Springs Amusement Company, a new entity managed by several of the amusement park managers, including Dushane Cloward. They sold stock in their new company to raise capital to build the rink, and anyone who purchased ten dollars or more in stock was entitled to free admission to the rink for the first year. [See follow-up post for more information.] One of those passes (seen below) is on display at the Red Clay Valley Visitor's Center Museum at Greenbank. It's about 4 1/2 inches long and is signed by N. Dushane Cloward, President of the company.


The rink was not built on park property, but was actually located on a lot in the Cedars, another venture owned by park managers. It sat at the end of Justice Ave., where a house stands today. The park and trolley line's power house was next to it, and for all practical purposes it was part of the amusement park. The rink building was 150' x 80' and was built on stilts, to keep the precious wooden floor away from the occasional floodwaters that Hyde Run still tosses around. It housed one of the largest electric organs in the east, and its 150' x 70' skating floor was said to be the largest one south of Philadelphia.

The rink had its official opening on April 27, 1907, when eight hundred people showed up, five hundred of whom skated. Just a few weeks later, guests were treated to the "Fancy, Graceful, and Trick Skating" of World Champion skater Eddie McDowell and his talented pupil, 12 year old Nellie McNeece. Although the primary use for the rink was, of course, skating, the owners got much more use out of their building, making it very much a multi-use facility. It was almost surely one of the larger indoor gathering spaces for sporting events outside of the city, and probably compared favorably to many within it. And unlike the amusement park, which was open more-or-less from Memorial Day until Labor Day, the Country Roller Rink was open year-round.

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From the Sunday Morning Star, May 12, 1907
One of the more popular non-skating spectacles seen at the rink were the boxing matches. As a testament to its popularity, this article describes a bout on May 4, 1910 which was enjoyed by 3,000 spectators. They were, however, amateur bouts. In his book Brandywine Springs Amusement Park: Echoes of the Past 1886-1923, Mark Lawlor tells that just two months after this fight, rumors spread that a major promoter was looking to hold the next big prize fight at the rink, because it was the largest auditorium in the state. Manager Cloward, however, refused to allow professional fighting at his facility.

As thrilling as "The Sweet Science" was, for my money (and they probably would have gotten mine at the time) the most exciting sport contested at the Country Roller Rink was roller polo. This old Sports Illustrated article gives a good history of the game, but the short story of it is that it began in New England in the 1870's. Rich young guys bemoaned the end of polo season, and decided to take the new national craze of roller skating and combine the two into a new sport. What they came up with was roller polo -- essentially roller hockey. It was played by two five-man teams, consisting of a goalie, a first rush, second rush, center and a halfback. They played with a hard rubber ball about the size of a baseball, and used sticks similar to modern field hockey sticks. The sport was fast, rough, and not for the feint of heart.

The game began with the opposing first rushes racing from the goals to take possession of the ball, which was placed at the center of the rink. After that, the game was played very much like ice hockey, except with four twelve minute periods, plus a sudden death period if needed. The players wore leather leggings with rattan sticks in them for protection, with the goalies wearing baseball-style chest protectors and masks.

Roller polo was first introduced to the area at the Eleventh Street Rink in Wilmington, located on Eleventh near Madison. It was originally built in 1885 as a roller rink, but changed uses many times over its life. It was torn down in 1957, by which time it had been known for years as The Auditorium. Dushane Cloward was one of the early promoters of roller polo locally, and he quickly formed a team at "The Springs". Joined by two Wilmington teams -- Lenox and the Mohawks -- the Brandywine Springs club competed in a three-team local league, which seems to have been very competitive. A championship trophy was donated by the Springs Amusement Company. This retrospective account from 1941 gives a good feel for what the sport was like in its day.

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1908 State Champion Springs Roller Polo Team
It seems the league only survived for two seasons, beginning in the fall of 1907 and ending in the spring of 1909. During this run, Dushane Cloward became the lessee and manager of the Eleventh Street Rink, until it closed and became a laundromat later in 1909. Dushane was not the only Cloward bitten by the roller polo bug, though. The star player on the Springs team, and possibly the best player in the league, was Cloward's son Bill, who played first rush (an offensive position). The caption to the photo above states that he is the one seated in the center of the front row (although he seems to have goalie leg pads on).

Although roller polo waned in popularity locally over a century ago, it didn't disappear altogether. It's actually still around (now called roller hockey) and is popular, of all places, in Latin America. After the demise of the roller polo league, the Country Roller Rink carried on. By 1911, the rink was owned by the J .G. Justis Company, a lumber and hardware firm in Newport (they would sell to the E.J. Hollingsworth Co. in 1922). It's possible that after the death of N. Dushane Cloward in November 1910, the Springs Amusement Company was disbanded and sold the rink to Justis. If so, it was bad timing for the Newport company.

On the afternoon of July 24, 1911, just after a thunderstorm had rolled through, someone noticed flames coming from the end of the rink. The park's own fire brigade (formed after several previous fires in the park) began fighting the blaze, and two companies from Wilmington were called. Although the Water Witch company arrived very quickly, the rink was already engulfed in flames. As soon as the wooden stilts on which the rink was built burned, the whole building collapsed and was destroyed. Attention then went to the power house next door, which was ultimately saved with minimal damage. The rink, the organ, and the equipment inside were all a total loss.

But as with other buildings in the park destroyed by fires in the past, the rink was soon replaced, but it only operated for another couple years. It appears that the second rink not only was not just a rebuilt version of the first, it wasn't even a new building. This article detailing the demise of the rink states that it was actually a portion of a building from an exhibit located at City Hall in Philadelphia. It was a good bit smaller than the first rink, measuring only about 80' x 60'. It was this second, smaller structure that by 1913 was owned by William McCool (an assistant park manager), who may have taken over after the 1911 conflagration. Unfortunately for McCool, his rink would suffer the same fate as the first.

On the evening of September 12, 1914, while doing his usual rounds, park security guard John Connell heard a muffled explosion coming from the roller rink, and saw a man running away. He gave chase, but the shadowy figure escaped. As he returned to the rink, Connell saw flames shooting out, at which point he called Wilmington to have fire companies dispatched. But by the time help arrived, the rink was already destroyed. And unlike the previous fire, this time the powerhouse was also lost (by 1911, it was used only as a back-up). Residents of the Cedars spent the rest of the night dousing their roofs with water, desperately trying to save their homes. Luckily, with the exception of a chicken house in the backyard of the nearest home, nothing else was seriously damaged.

As it turned out, this marked the end of the Country Roller Rink. Unlike after the 1911 blaze, this time the rink was never rebuilt. Roller skating was briefly housed in the dance pavilion on the lake several years later, but there was never again a dedicated rink at the park. To the best of my knowledge, the lot on which the rink sat remained empty until the mid 1990's, when a house was finally built there. By that time, the Country Roller Rink and the roller polo played there had long since vanished from the memories of almost everyone.


Update 12/26/12: See this update post for more information gathered after the publishing of the original post above. Some information has been revised here, but more details and some additional pictures can be found in the update post.

W. L. Edison at Greenbank

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From The Sunday Star May 12, 1907
This is a bit of an odd post, only because I don't really have too much of substance say about it (although to be fair, that's never stopped me in the past). It's honestly not much more than somewhere between a padded-out blurb and a long, "Huh? How about that." It was something that caught my eye as I was looking for other things in the scanned copies of the Wilmington Sunday Morning Star that Google has online. I could get lost for hours just browsing through them. Come to think of it, I have.

What specifically caught my eye this time is the advertisement seen to the right. It appeared in the May 12, 1907 edition, and ran the following week as well. As you can see, it's an ad (almost a short article, really) for Premier* cars, one of the myriad of car manufacturers that popped up in the early days of the automobile, in what is now called the Brass Car Era. What initially jumped out at me and made me take notice of the ad was the address of Greenbank, Del. Since cars were still relatively new and expensive, most dealerships were in the city. Seeing one listed as Greenbank made me curious.

*The Premier Motor Manufacturing Company was founded in Indianapolis in 1903, and lasted until 1926. It changed hands numerous times in its final decade, and in the end made only taxis.

The next thing I did was to try to find any information about the name in the ad, W. L Edison. I was unable to find him in the 1900 or 1910 Census for Delaware, so I started looking more generally. The problem was, whenever I looked, all I kept finding were references to William Leslie Edison, the son of inventor Thomas Edison. I knew this couldn't be the right guy selling cars in Greenbank, so I kept looking.

Eventually, I came across a fact I never knew before -- W. L. Edison (1878-1937), Thomas Edison's son, actually did live in Delaware! For about the last decade of his life, Edison resided in a home in Westover Hills, and died there in 1937. He's buried at Lower Brandywine Presbyterian Church near Centerville. The younger Edison had a strained relationship with his famous father, and seems to have moved around quite a bit. He did many things, including inventing like his father. Below is a picture of him at work in his Wilmington lab, from what has to have been the 1930's.

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W. L. Edison at work at his Wilmington lab

But more pertinent to our topic, he did also dabble in car sales, too. Unfortunately, apart from the newspaper ads, I've been unable to find any other references to Edison selling Premiers in Delaware. However, in July 1907, just a few months after our ads, it was announced that he would be selling another brand of car in Philadelphia. In the Quaker City he was selling Colt Runabouts, a car company from Yonkers, New York. That, for the most part, is as much as I know.

The ad at the top of the post ran in the Sunday Morning Star two consecutive weeks, followed by two appearances of the shorter ad below. After that, I can find no other mentions of Edison or Premier cars (although to fair, I was looking for ads and did not read every paper in its entirety). He may have continued to sell Premiers in Delaware, or he may have left here to sell Colts in Philadelphia. I'd love to find out which was the case, and if he did leave, did someone else take over as the Premier agent in Delaware.

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From the Sunday Morning Star, May 26, 1907

The other big question is, of course, where was the Premier dealership at Greenbank? I admit to not knowing much about the auto industry at the time, so I don't know whether dealers would have had actual lots like today, or maybe just one or two models and a small office (or at home). And did Edison live near Greenbank, or was the business there and he commuted from Wilmington? My hope is that someday, someone will stumble across this post and have more information about this. In the mean time, I just thought I'd share a little something that struck me as interesting.



Additional Facts and Related Thoughts:
  • Hagley has, online, a copy of a letter sent by John J. Raskob to Premier about securing repairs for his own car. Raskob was an executive with DuPont, and owned the estate that later became Archmere Academy. I don't know if there were any other Premier dealers, but he may have purchased his car from Edison.
  • If you try to look up W. L. Edison and Wilmington, most of the mentions you'll find are from 1931 and 1932. He was in the news then, because for a time he contested his father's will.

Brown's Track -- Forerunner to Delaware Park?

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Sunday Morning Star, August 15, 1909
I know I've threatened before to put up "short" posts, only to have them end up being longer than I expected. This one, though, really will be short. I have nothing more than what I found, and a vague thought. What I found (while wandering through the old Sunday Morning Stars that are online) is the paragraph you see to the right. This appeared in the August 15, 1909 edition, at the bottom of a column reporting on horse races elsewhere in the state. What caught my eye, obviously, was the mention of Stanton.

I've never before seen a mention of a horse track in the area in the early 20th Century. I've also not yet found any more information about this, but from the listing of Stanton and the name Brown, I have to guess that this is connected to the Brown family highlighted in the post about The Farmhouse. *(See below) James Brown, the brother of John who lived in the Farmhouse property, owned the farm to the south, just below the B&O (now CSX) tracks. What I believe was his house is still standing, just off of one of the parking lots for Delaware Park.

That, of course, was the other thing that jumped out at me. If the "Brown's track" mentioned in the paper was on James Brown's property (and it does seem to have been), then it was basically where Delaware Park was built less than 30 years later. I don't know much about the history of Delaware Park, but I wonder if one of the reasons why it was placed there was because there was already a tradition of racing at the site? DP was the first "official" racetrack in the state, but horse racing had been popular for years, often at makeshift locations. Whatever Brown's track was, it was prominent enough that the newspaper noted upcoming races there. I hope at some point more can be found about the exact location and history of this sporting venue.

Updated 12/20/12:

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From the Sunday Morning Star, May 9, 1909

After searching through some more newspapers of the time, I was able to find one more mention of the track. This one does mention James Brown by name, so that seems to solidify his connection. It also mentions the Stanton Driving Club, which was apparently an area group that likely created and maintained the track. The mention of a driving club seems to imply that the racing done here was some type of harness racing (so it may have been more like Brandywine Raceway that Delaware Park, at least in style). So add "The Stanton Driving Club" to the list of local mysteries (at least for now). The Delaware Horse Show Association, by the way, was a larger organization that held meets at the track at Wawaset Park, outside of Wilmington.

MCH History Blog On the Road: The New Castle County Courthouse

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The New Castle County Courthouse
I've decided to introduce a new occasional feature -- MCH History Blog On the Road. Here we'll look at sites and structures beyond the borders of Mill Creek Hundred. They may have some sort of a connection to MCH, or they may just be things I personally like or feel some sort of connection to. It's certainly not meant to be a comprehensive or systematic look at the wider area, just an excuse to feature some topics I find interesting.

My own personal gateway into the study of local history -- before I started focusing on Mill Creek Hundred -- was learning about the history of Wilmington. I think in large part this was just because that's what there's the most written about. There are lots of books and other material written about the First State's largest city -- about MCH, not so much. While reading about the 300 plus year history of Wilmington and its predecessors, one building always stood out to me, and quickly became my personal favorite -- the (first, in Wilmington) New Castle County Courthouse. It only stood for less than 40 years, but it was probably the best-known building in the city during its time. Its location is still one of the best-known spots in town, even if very few now know what used to stand there.

The county seat of New Castle County, dating back to the early days of English rule in Delaware, had always been in the town of New Castle. (In fact, for a short time the state capital was there.) Having the county seat (and therefore, the county courthouse) in the small town on the Delaware made sense in the Seventeenth and through most of the Eighteenth Centuries, when it was the largest and most organized settlement in the county. By the late 1700's, though, many residents began to see New Castle as being too far removed from the population, and began to complain about the difficulties in traveling there when they needed to attend to legal affairs.*

The first official legislative look at moving the county seat was in 1810, when a committee (headed by Milltown resident Andrew Reynolds) of the General Assembly suggested looking for a location near Christiana Bridge (the village of Christiana). Nothing, however, was done, but the sentiment to move the county seat remained. Before long, the quickly-growing city of Wilmington became the obvious and popular choice for the site of a new courthouse. The normal dysfunctional and glacial pace of Delaware politics took over, and it wasn't until 1879 that the decision was made and the money appropriated to build a new courthouse in Wilmington. A suitable location was soon found for the structure -- the block bounded by Market and King, 10th and 11th Streets. This lot is known today, of course, as Rodney Square.

Rodney Square, though, is actually the third name by which this spot has been known. Before becoming Courthouse Square in 1880, it served the city in a different capacity. Actually, it served in a capacity of about a million gallons -- it was the site of the first large reservoir in the city, built in 1827. Market Basin held water pumped up from the Brandywine for use by the growing city. By the 1860's, though, the Market Basin reservoir was inadequate for the needs of the increasingly industrial and booming Wilmington. It was replaced first by the Rodney Street Reservoir, and then in the 1870's by the larger Cool Spring Reservoir. When it came time to find a location for the new courthouse in 1879, it was decided that Market Basin Square would become Courthouse Square.

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Courthouse in 1893, facing future site of the DuPont Building

Work on the foundation was begun and completed in the fall of 1879, and I assume this included filling in the old reservoir. The structure itself was built the following year at a cost of $66,203, and was completed by Christmas 1880. On January 20, 1881, workers, materials, and paperwork were transferred from New Castle to the new courthouse facing Market Street. The building was 83' x 137', constructed of Brandywine granite, Ohio buff (a yellowish-brown sandstone), and Chester County serpentine. The first floor held offices for things like the sheriff, Levy Court, register of wills, recorder of deeds, and the county treasurer. The second floor featured a 65' x 65' courtroom, jury rooms, a library, parlors, and consulting rooms. The entire cost of the building and grounds was $112,605.33.

When the courthouse was built in 1880, the bulk of the city was still centered further south on Market Street (unlike when the Market Basin was built, and was almost outside of the city). The ensuing decades, however, saw the business district quickly march north. In 1908, the first section of the DuPont Building was erected across Market Street from the courthouse, and with additions built several years later would come to dominate it. The city and county both had grown since the erection of the building with the tower on Courthouse Square, and both were outgrowing their facilities. By the early 1910's, time was growing short for courthouse, then only little more than 30 years old.

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NCC Courthouse and the DuPont Building, c1915
In 1916, behind it on the east side of King Street, the new neo-classical City-County Building was erected. Among its other functions, this new building would house the New Castle County courts and other county offices. With the "old" courthouse now obsolete, its fate was sealed. Three years later in 1919, only 39 years after its construction, the structure was torn down. I'm sure many of the same people who watched it razed in 1919 also watched it rise in 1880.

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Demolition of the courthouse, 1919

As it happened, the demolition of the courthouse and the future of the the lot it occupied -- first Market Basin Square and then Courthouse Square -- were all part of a larger plan. John J. Raskob, Pierre S. DuPont's secretary and bigwig with DuPont and General Motors, had become enamored with what was known as the City Beautiful Movement. In keeping with its ideals, he envisioned Courthouse Square being an open public space, surrounded by classically and aesthetically appealing buildings of a public nature. I'm sure it was only a coincidence that his company's headquarters would occupy one side of this square, which he hoped would become the city's center. Soon after the courthouse was removed, work began on creating the new Rodney Square, dedicated to the Delaware patriot. Eventually the Wilmington Library would occupy the southern side and the post office building would stand on the north of Rodney Square.*

In recent years, much of the city's social and cultural focus has shifted towards the riverfront area, where once its industrial heart lay. Still though, I'd bet that most people would think of Rodney Square if you asked where the center of Wilmington was. I'd also bet that most would have no idea that this space once hosted a reservoir, then held (what I consider to be) an impressive and majestic courthouse.




Additional Facts and Related Thoughts:
  • The first movement to relocate county administration and paperwork in the 1760's was actually spurred by fear of the Spanish pirates who occasionally sailed by on the Delaware.
  • Market Basin Square was purchased in two increments, in 1827 and 1832, from Sally Dickinson, daughter of John Dickinson.
  • Actually, there's a lot to write about just dealing with the structures that used to stand around Basin/Courthouse/Rodney Square. Fascinating buildings of all sorts came down to put up those four massive structures.

Country Roller Rink -- Updates and Extras

After completing the post about the Country Roller Rink (located next to Brandywine Springs Amusement Park) I happened to come across some more information while aimlessly wandering...um, I mean diligently researching the subject in some of the old digitized newspapers. I've made a few updates to the original post, but instead of making those of you who have already read the post go back and wade through to find the new stuff, I thought I'd lay it out here, too. Mostly the new information deals with the actual rink buildings themselves -- their construction, size and layout, and the nature of the second rink. I also found some more about the drive to fund the initial construction, as well as some other pictures. This post will end up being a bit heavier on pics and short(er) on text.

In the original post, I mentioned that Cloward and the others behind the rink sold stock to the public in order to fund its construction. What I didn't realize is just how hard they pushed for buyers. All through February, March, and April there were various large ads run selling people on buying into the rink. Below is one that ran on March 17, 1907. There was even a large ad soliciting "amateur agents" to sell stock on their own. They would "accept any reputable person of Wilmington (and immediate vicinity) as an agent, skaters preferred". Agents would receive one share for every ten they sold.

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From the Sunday Morning Star, March 17, 1907
In the months prior to the opening in April, there were also several ads that gave updates on the progress of the construction of the rink. On January 27, an almost half-page ad ran that included two pictures of the partially-built rink. The picture at the top of the post is an exterior shot, while the one below shows the inside of the rink.


On March 10 there was an ad that, in addition to the usual salesman stuff, included a diagram of the layout of the rink, which also included its dimensions. The skating floor was 150' x 70', and the entire building was 150' x 80'. Presumably the side with the rooms was the front -- the side shown in the picture in the original post. The front door should have come into the lobby, I would think.


The last piece of "new" information sheds more light onto the nature of the second rink, put into place sometime after the original rink burned down in 1911. It lasted no more than three years, and this article from the [Philadelphia] Evening Public Ledgeron September 14, 1914 tells us more information about it in one sentence than I've ever seen before in total. It also explains something from the original Sunday Morning Star article that had me confused -- the size of the rink that burned then. The Wilmington paper states that the rink was about 60' x 80', much smaller than the first rink. It turns out that the second rink was not a rebuilt version of the first -- it wasn't even a new building! The Evening Public Ledger states, "The skating rink building was a portion of the water exhibit booths which formerly stood in the court of City Hall, in Philadelphia."

I can find only limited information about what this might have been, but it seems it probably had to do with this exhibit which was held in October 1912. I can't find how long it ran, but if it was only a few weeks or so, then the building used as the second rink could have been relocated soon after that. The link shows a depiction of the exhibit, but none of the buildings shown look to be large enough to have been the rink. As far as I know, there are no pictures of the second rink.

Now to some odds and ends that never fit in anywhere else. Below is an ad from July 7, 1907. Ladies, you could have gotten in free to see fancy trick skater Leon Sprague. The bottom part, while sounding a bit rough to our ears, is a little interesting. If I'm understanding it correctly, unless it was some sort of show, it looks like African-Americans were able to use the rink, at least occasionally. Although not much is ever said outrightly, this seems not to have been the case with the amusement park. The rink, though, was not on park property.


This ad is for boxing in January 1908. Even gives ticket prices.



The picture below is interesting, too. I had always thought it was the roller polo team, until I saw an actual picture of them, included in the first post. The guys in uniform have roller skates on, so they are presumably sitting by the rink (the side door, I think). My best guess is that they may be employees at the rink. Ushers or skate guards of some sort. I haven't found anything on the names (Herb Haigle and Poole) yet, but I think the younger man in the middle (in the first row of three up) may be Bill Cloward. They pennants they're holding say "Palace Rink Brandywine Springs, Del". I have never seen that name associated with this rink. Either they pennants were souvenirs of some sort from another rink, or maybe "Palace Rink" was another short-lived name for this one. Maybe it was the second rink, which would explain the skirting that's in place behind them, which isn't present in the picture of the first rink.


The Springers of Northern Mill Creek Hundred -- Part 1

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Nicholas Springer, or Springer-Yeatman, House
One of the really fun aspects of doing historical research (even the kind of "research" I do) is that you never really quite know what direction you'll end up going, or what connections you'll end up making. Very often, the idea I have in my head for a post prior to researching turns out to be nothing like what end up writing. In this case, I started by looking into two houses, both owned in the 19th Century by members of the Springer family. I was initially hesitant to dive into the Springer family, for fear of getting genealogically lost in them. Those who have read this blog have seen how the Eastburn family grew large and very intertwined amongst almost every other family in the area, seemingly. With the Springers, imagine the Eastburns with more than a century's headstart. Thankfully, though, I did look into this old Swedish family, and I was able to make a key connection that tied together these two houses with three others nearby.

The Springer story in Delaware begins with a tale that sounds like it's pulled from a movie script. Carl (Anglicised as "Charles") Christophersson Springer was born in Stockholm, Sweden in 1658, but went to London as a boy to study. After completing his studies, at about age 18, he decided to return home to Sweden. Before he could, though, he was kidnapped, put aboard an English ship, and sent to the West Indies. From there he was shipped to Virginia, where he was sold as an indentured servant. In Virginia he served five years, essentially as a slave, doing what he referred to as "unspeakable" work, clearing fields for the planting of tobacco and corn. [A transcript of a letter to his mother, recounting his tale, can be found here.] After serving his five years, he happened to hear of a community of Swedes 400 miles to the north, in the Pennsylvania colony. He walked all the way to the settlement along the Delaware, joining his fellow countrymen in the New Castle/soon-to-be Wilmington area. Charles Springer became a cornerstone of the community here, and was one of the founders of Holy Trinity (Old Swedes) Church.

Charles and his wife Maria had 11 children, the eighth of whom was Jacob (Anglicised as "James"). In turn, Jacob's eighth child was a boy named Nicholas Springer (1743-1792). It was Nicholas who, in 1766, became the first Springer to move into northern MCH (his cousin Charles had purchased land near Milltown several years prior, as noted in the Lynam Log House post). Nicholas purchased 43 acres from William Eynon, situated on the east side of Limestone Road just south of the Pennsylvania border. Enyon had bought the property several years earlier from Simon Hadley, whose grandfather of the same name had settled in the area about 50 years prior. I think there is a high likelyhood that the house Nicholas settled in still stands along Limestone Road (and is seen in the picture at the top of the post), even if one source seems to disagree. I believe this DelDOT report (PDF) is mostly correct, but probably has one or two plots confused -- not a hard thing to do when dealing with 18th and 19th Century deeds.
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A clearer, if less colorful, view of Nicholas Springer's House

The 2-1/2 story, three-bay, fieldstone house may have been built in 1762-63 by William Eynon, according to Joseph Lake in his Hockessin: A Pictorial History. [The frame section on the right was a 20th Century addition.] Nicholas Springer was single when he moved into the house, but in 1772 he married, and he and wife Elizabeth soon began a family. They would ultimately have eight children, although as was sadly common for the time, not all would attain adulthood. Two of the sons -- George (1779-1835) and Stephen (1785-1842) -- would carry on the Springer name in the area. (Another son, Nicholas, would move away, while two others died young.) Two of the daughters have appeared (if not by name) in other posts -- Hannah (1776-1838), who married Robert Walker and lived off of today's Skyline Drive; and Elizabeth (1789-1835), who wed Alexander Guthrie.

Although Nicholas probably spent most of the final 26 years of his life on his farm, he did have at least one brief period away from it. According to research done by his descendant Richard Morrison (Rich is also a frequent commenter here, and a great resource), Nicholas Springer was also a Revolutionary War soldier, taking the Oath of Allegiance on June 9, 1778. Before his passing in 1792 and interment at White Clay Creek Presbyterian Church, Nicholas, through purchases in 1773 and 1785, increased his original 43 acres to almost 150. That he died in 1792 is not in question, since on his grave marker it's literally etched in stone. Several sources (including the property's entry in the MCH Ag Buildings group nomination for the National Register of Historic Places) state that Nicholas died about 1800, but I believe this is because the property may not have been settled until then. [Possibly because Nicholas, Jr., the oldest surviving son, turned 18 that year?]

The exact chain of occupancy is a little blurry, but here is what I think might have happened. Upon Nicholas' death in 1792, the family remained in the old house. Sometime between 1800 and 1810, Nicholas, Jr. moved away from the area (he had a son born in Lancaster County, PA in 1810). The eldest son to remain, George, probably married his wife Esther (Johnson) about 1800. It couldn't have been too much later, as their eighth child (of 13!) was born in late 1814. George and Esther may have started out in the family home, but soon moved to a new house nearby -- but we'll get to that later.

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c.1820 Springer-Yeatman Barn

After his brothers moved out, this left Stephen Springer as the "man of the house". Stephen married Margaret Huston in 1813, and in the same year bought from his mother a 20 acre tract that may have included the old family home. Also still standing on the property today is a bi-level stone barn, said to date from about 1820, although it could be a few years older. In either case, the timeline would suggest it was built by Stephen Springer, before he moved his family a few miles south. When exactly he moved is not clear. The most obvious date would be around 1837, which is when he sold the property to Thomas Yeatman.

By the time Nicholas Springer was done buying up land in the 1780's, his holdings on the east side of Limestone Road stretched from the Pennsylvania line all the way down to Valley Road. A number of early 19th Century transactions and divisions broke it up some within the family, and Stephen's sale of the northern section in 1837 reduced it some. The middle part of the 1800's saw four new Springer houses come into existence (or at least into the family), two each by each of the generations. Two houses stood on what was Nicholas' land (although one no longer does), and two are a little further south -- the original two I started researching. We'll look at all those in the next post.

Additional Facts and Related Thoughts:
  • As I tried to note in the post, the various sources are not all in agreement about the timeline and other facts relating to the Springer-Yeatman House. I've laid out what I think is the most likely narrative. The discrepancies between sources are almost certainly due to misreading of deeds, and confusion of lots. Either that, or some of the primary source documents (deeds, tax assessments) are incorrect in listing what was present, as far as whether a house or barn was stone or log. As always, I'm as happy to be proven wrong as to be proven right.

The Springers of Northern Mill Creek Hundred -- Part 2

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Front of the George Springer House
In the first post, we traced the old Swedish family from the kidnapped indentured servant Charles Springer, down to his grandson Nicholas. Through that whole story, though, we only focused on one house -- the Springer-Yeatman House tucked away just below the state line on Limestone Road. In this post, we'll look at four houses -- two built by Nicholas' sons, and two by their sons. Thankfully, like Nicholas' house, all four are still standing, although one has taken a short trip down the road.

The first of these second-generation Springer houses in the area was built (or at least part of it was) by George Springer (1779-1835), the eldest surviving son. George married Esther Johnson of Chester County sometime around 1800, and it's logical to assume that he moved out of his mother's house soon thereafter. He did not, however, move off of the property. Instead, he took his new family and moved into a pre-existing log house situated a few hundred yards south of the family home. The nature of this original dwelling is the biggest mystery surrounding the George Springer House. Joseph Lake, in his Hockessin: A Pictorial History (and again, I can't stress enough how cool a book this is), surmises that George moved into a log home built in the 1760's by John Dixon, from whom Nicholas Springer purchased this part of his property. The DelDOT report (PDF) from the mid-1980's seems to be leaning in a different direction.

The main section of the house standing today is a 2-1/2 story, three bay fieldstone structure, very similar to the Springer-Yeatman House in which George was raised. This block was probably built after 1816, since the county tax assessment that year listed George Springer as having a log house. The interesting tidbit noted by the DelDOT team is that the north wall of the current stone house is actually the south wall of an older structure. They don't say why they reached this conclusion, but I assume the wall is different in some way from the others, either in construction or weathering. But, stating there was an older stone house seems to contradict the idea that the original home was of logs. It doesn't make sense that Springer would have built a stone house, torn it down, and built another one, all in the course of a few years.

My own, very amateur, opinion is that the house George Springer moved into was an older log house. After getting settled into it for a few years, he built a (probably larger) stone addition onto its south end. This pattern has been seen in other houses from the period, when stone began to supplant log as the primary building material in the region. Perhaps the old house was partially stone. Or maybe the present north wall is different from the others because it was originally built as an interior wall, dividing the house segments, and not as an exterior wall like the others. Whatever the nature of the original house, George Springer lived here for the last thirty or so years of his life, farming and being engaged in the community. He served three terms on the county Levy Court, and one term (1833-1835) in the State House of Representatives.

Upon George's death in 1835, the house and part of the farm went to John Springer (1811-1884), the 6th of his 13 children. John owned it until 1878, when he sold the house and his portion of the property to Hamilton Graham. Also dealing with Hamilton Graham (as we'll get to in a moment) was John's brother, George Springer, Jr. (1814-1904). After his father's death, young George spent a number of years living in the family home and helping with the farm. In 1841 he married Rebecca Graves, and they soon started a family of their own.

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1852 George Springer, Jr. House
Before long, I imagine the old house became rather crowded. To address the situation, George acquired the southern portion of the family farm in 1842, and about ten years later built a large brick house for himself and his family. This was (at least) the second house on the site, replacing an earlier structure the family would have occupied for the first decade. The house originally stood on the north side of Valley Road, with the farm behind it. In 1997, through the efforts of  Kathleen and George Higgins, the house was moved east on Valley Road to its present location near Southwood Road (very near John G. Jackson's Sunset Cottage), saving it from inevitable razing due to the widening of Valley Road.

Interestingly, George Higgins tells me (and thank you, George, for responding to my email) that before moving the house, the family discovered a 8x8x3 foot covered hole in the basement. Although he has no proof, he suspects one explanation may be that the house was used as a stop on the Underground Railroad. There are also indications that the house was, at some point, enlarged to its present size. The cavity in the basement floor is in the "new" section, so if it truly was put in to hide runaway slaves (a big and as yet unfounded theory), it would date the expansion to pre-1865.

While George Springer resided in his home (which was more than 50 years -- he died at age 90), like his father before him he was involved in more than just farming. Unlike his father, George, Jr.'s interests were more business related. Possibly partly because it came through his property, he was on the original Board of Directors of the Wilmington & Western Railroad. His biography in Runk notes that he took his produce to the Wilmington markets for about 50 years, and that there were kaolin deposits on his farm. In 1878, Hamilton Graham, Jr. (the son of one of the "outsiders" who came to the area to exploit the valuable kaolin clay deposits around Hockessin) decided he thought there were such deposits under the properties owned by John and George Springer. He bought the George Springer, Sr. House from John, as well as part of the Springer land. As it turned out, there was only low-grade clay present, so he soon sold some of the land back to the family. Graham did make some money, though, through a lease arrangement with George and extraction of the less valuable material. Stories state that George would sit on his front porch (that the house apparently once had) and count the clay-filled carts going by, to make sure he got his proper "cut".

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Side view of the Stephen Springer, Sr. House

Now, after 1-1/2 posts, we finally get to the original two houses I set out to learn about. If you recall from the first post,  Nicholas Springer's son Stephen (1785-1842) eventually obtained ownership of his father's house near the state line. Census records seem to indicate that he moved out of this house before 1830, well prior to selling it to Thomas Yeatman in 1837. When he did move, he took his family not far south, to a new property east of Limestone Road, south of Mendenhall Mill Road, in what is today Mendenhall Village. Stephen's wife's family, the Hustons, lived somewhere in this vicinity, so that may have played into his decision to move here.

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Aerial views of the Stephen Springer, Sr. House

As of yet I don't have much solid information about the house, but some logical conclusions can be drawn. If the census clues are correct, and Stephen built his new home when he moved, then the oldest part of this house dates to the 1820's. Of course, it could be a bit older or newer, if he moved into an existing home or built a replacement home later (like his nephew George). From the pictures above, it also seems obvious that the house has three distinct sections, likely built at different times -- the main block which faces south, a rear ell off of the northeast end, and an addition on the east end of the ell. (However, if there were a major renovation, it's not out of the question that the rear ell could be the oldest part, with the larger southern-facing section built later.)

Fortunately, we do know a little more about the people who lived in the house than about the house itself. Stephen, well before moving here, served in the Delaware Militia during the War of 1812. He and Margaret raised seven children in the house (at least one other died young), five girls and two boys. (One of the girls, Mary Ann, married Robert Morrison and is the great-grandmother of our friend Rich Morrison.) After Stephen died in 1842, the house and farm went to his oldest son, James Springer (1820-1882). Although it appears that James retained ownership of the house and probably farmed the property for a while, by 1870 he had moved to Newark. There he engaged in several undertakings, including owning a dry goods store (as shown in 1870 Census) and working as a surveyor (1874 state directory). He also served several terms as a Justice of the Peace, was a Notary Public, and for three years served as one of the five Commissioners that governed Newark. Since even 11 years after his death the house is still shown with his name on the 1893 map, it appears his widow Sarah may have held on to the property, possibly until her death in 1907. What became of it after that is as of yet unknown.
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Stephen Springer, Jr. House

The last house we'll look at in this long tour of the Springer family is that of Stephen Springer, Jr. (1822-1895). It sits just east of his father's house, also currently in Mendenhall Village. Runk states that the young Stephen stayed in his father's house until the age of 21, at which time he was given a portion of the family farm. It may not be a coincidence that this would have occurred in 1843, just months after the passing of Stephen, Sr. It may be that this was a natural time for the brothers James and Stephen to divide the land between them, or it may have been divided by their father's will. In either case, Stephen, Jr. soon built a stone house, similar to the one in which he was raised. He may have done this when he first obtained the land, or it may not have been built until after he was married in 1848.

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Stephen Springer, Jr.

The woman Stephen Springer married in 1848 was Mary Elizabeth Love, the daughter of Rev. Thomas Love, the pastor of Red Clay Creek Presbyterian Church. As best as I can tell, Stephen, Mary, and their five children did initially live in his house above Mill Creek, identified on the 1881 and 1893 maps as "Hillside". Eventually, though, it looks like they may have split time between this home and Mary's father's house in Loveville. In the 1860 and 1880 Cenuses they seem to be listed in Stephen's house, while 1870 shows them in Loveville. All indications are that by the end of his life, for sure, Stephen and Mary resided in Rev. Love's old home, although they seems to have still owned Hillside.

Like his brother James probably did, Stephen may have leased his farm to a tenant, at least part of the time. None of his four sons became farmers, so the the property probably left the family's hands soon after 1900. While none of them farmed, all four of Stephen's sons found success. Robert was a carpenter, Thomas followed in his maternal grandfather's footsteps and became a minister, and Willard and Francis both became successful doctors. Not bad for a family whose origins spring (no pun intended) from a kidnapped and enslaved Swede.

So there we have the (abridged) story of the Springers of Northern MCH. As I said, I originally meant only to focus on the Stephen Jr. and Sr. houses, until I became aware of their connection to the Hockessin houses. Then it seemed more appropriate to tell the whole story, and put all the houses and family members into context. I apologize for the length of the posts, but this was one of those investigations where I ended up having much more to say than I ever expected. But as in every historical investigation, there's always more to discover.

A Meeting of the (Historically-Inclined) Minds

OK, yes. I'm finally getting around to this. This is an idea that has been suggested to me by a number of people over the past couple years --and I've agreed it's a good idea -- but I've never gone so far as to act on it before. The idea is this: Over the past couple years, this blog has drawn together a group of people who share an interest in local history. I didn't create this interest -- just a place to share information and gather the like-minded. So if all of us enjoy sharing our mutual interest, as well as sharing information (swapping stories and asking questions), why not get together and do it in person?

Several people have expressed a desire to see if anyone would be interested in getting together and meeting in person sometime. No set agenda or anything. Less of a Meeting than just a meeting. Just an opportunity, for those who want to, to hang out with other people who share an interest, and maybe put a face with a name for those who’ve been hanging out here for a while. The tricky part is, I have no idea how many people might actually be interested in doing something like this – could be four, could be forty. What form this gathering ultimately takes will be determined by how many people think they might attend. If there’s just a few, we could get together at a bar or restaurant (or I know a coffee shop nearby that would be accommodating). If there’s a greater interest, we’d probably want to look into getting a room or meeting space somewhere.

I have a few ideas about how this all might work, but at this point I just want to throw the idea to the group. What are your thoughts? Would you be interested? When would be the best time for a gathering? Any places come to mind? If we end up in a private room somewhere, one idea I had was that people could bring a “show and tell” item or two if they want. Anything you have (a book, picture, document, artifact) that you want to show off, or you think others might think is cool to see. Even maybe something you want to find out more information about.

I have a few other ideas, but we can get to those as the plan starts to materialize a bit more. To help us get an idea of a potential headcount, I’ve put up a poll in the righthand margin. If you think you could see yourself attending a get-together like this, click the appropriate response. Not looking for any solid commitments, just, “If it fits into my schedule, I think I might show up.” (And please, only one vote per person.) I think this could be a very fun event. And who knows – maybe it could lead to more in the future. Can’t wait to hear what you all think!

Update on the Spring Hill Brewery

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The former Biedermann property, 1933
If you'll recall, back in October I published a post about the Spring Hill Brewery, which was located on Barley Mill Road, between Red Clay Creek and the Hoopes Reservoir dam (which of course was not there at the time). I was able to piece together a fair amount of information about the brewery and its owners, frankly far more than I thought I would. One glaring hole in the story, though, was the circumstances and timing of the demise of the brewery. Since publishing that post I've figured out a little more regarding that issue (as well as a few other things), so I wanted to document all that here. The original post has already been updated to reflect the new findings. Also, how I found it is kind of an amusing and "Duh" sort of story that I'm sure anyone who's done research can relate to (or is it just me?).

I don't even remember what I was originally searching for that day (something else relating to the WW Railroad), when I thought to search using the only words I knew that had to do with it -- Wooddale brewery. When you do a Google news archive search with those terms, you come up with this. The first result is an article from The Baltimore Sun that talks about the brewery. Since it's behind a paywall (and I'm poor and cheap) I never read the whole article, but it gave me the names "Biedermann" and "Spring Hill", and I ran with it from there. I got so excited (sadly, not exaggerating, I think I literally got up and danced with joy) in fact, that I completely forgot/ignored what the article was actually about, which was apparent even from the Google result.

It wasn't until about a month and a half later that it occurred to me to follow up on that aspect of it, and how to do it. The topic was on my mind again because I was rewriting and adapting the post for inclusion in the next issue of the Wilmington & Western's newsletter, The Lantern. I finally recalled that it mentioned something about an explosion at the quarry that damaged the brewery. I also realized that even though I wasn't going to pay $4 or whatever The Sun wanted, the more local (and free!!) Sunday Morning Star might have a piece about the event. Turns out, it did.

I recommend that you follow the link and read the article, for several reasons. First of all, I think it documents the effective end of the Spring Hill Brewery. On Thursday August 12, 1909, 150 pounds of dynamite accidentally exploded "as the result of apparent carelessness of the Italian who was blown to pieces". The brewery was only 500 feet from the quarry, and though the article doesn't mention it, the quarry opens in that direction, so the blast would have been directed toward the Biedermanns' property. All the brewer's buildings were knocked from their foundations, and his house "was damaged beyond repair". The brewery was knocked out of commission.

Herman Biedermann stated in the article that he intended to sue the Baltimore-based company that owned the quarry, unless they made reparations. I haven't found any follow-up to this story, but my hunch is that either the quarry company never paid for the damages incurred, or Biedermann simply gave up. I have a feeling that the brewery probably never operated again after this time. One side note here is that an even greater calamity was luckily avoided. Only 150 pounds of dynamite actually exploded. The quarry's magazine (presumably on-site) had just received a shipment of explosives, and at the time held about ten tons of dynamite!

Aside from the explosion story, I did learn a few other little things, too. For one thing, there seems to be good reason to think that the Biedermann's Wyndmore Farm in Hockessin was located on Old Wilmington Road north of Valley Road, just past the Cox-Mitchell House. Second, I spoke with an acquaintance who is an avid bottle collector, and he tells me that Spring Hill bottles do surface from time to time, but they're understandably rare. And very interestingly, he told me that a friend of his, years ago, actually had a branding iron from the Spring Hill Brewery. It presumably would have been used to brand crates of beer leaving the brewery. He thought it was donated about 20 years ago to the Delaware Agricultural Museum in Dover. I contacted them, and though they have some other things donated by this gentleman, they don't seem to have the iron. If I find any more about this, I'll surely pass it along.

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The Spring Hill Brewery?

Besides the details of its closing, the other big hole in the story was the lack of visual representation -- in other words, we ain't got no pictures. I still haven't found any photos or drawings of the brewery, but I might have the next best thing. The picture at the top of the post is an aerial shot from 1933, more than 20 years after its likely closing. It's definitely the right area, and I think what we might be seeing is Herman Biedermann's house (bottom) and the brewery buildings (top). If so, that puts the house basically right across the road from the quarry, which would explain why it received more damage from the blast. Another photo from a different angle may show a side view of the brewery. The picture above is a close-up from that photograph. Whether these really are Biedermann buildings or not, I can't say for sure. Is it the brewery? Again, maybe, maybe not. It could be a barn. I know they're in the right place, though.

The last thing I wanted to point out is kind of off topic, but has to do with the August 15, 1909 newspaper that contains the explosion story. I'm physically incapable of looking at an article like that without wandering around the rest of the paper, too. Check out the article up top, "Edict Against Spooning". 1909 was wilder than you thought, huh? MCH is well represented, too. The first column has a story of an outing at Brandywine Springs (even mentioning Dushane Cloward), and the third column has mention of an upcoming park event. Also, at the bottom left of page 11 is the mention of Brown's track in Stanton. Aimlessly reading the paper is how I first came across that.

The Boggs Family and the Boggs-Jacobs House

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Revolutionary War uniform of John Boggs
A few weeks back a very interesting comment was left on an old post, a comment that referenced a Revolutionary War-era anecdote and a family that I had not come across before. I didn't have the chance to write about it at the time, but there was some behind-the-scenes communication and research going on relating to it. My contribution was not much more than pulling it all together. Most of the information came from Bonnie Boggs (descendant of the original settlers) and Walt C. (who deciphered the deed and pinpointed the location of the property). What we uncovered shed light on a family prominent in the early development of Mill Creek Hundred, as well as the new country as a whole. It also provided another piece of the MCH history puzzle, giving information about a house that may have stood for over two hundred years, disappearing at the dawn of the new, suburban MCH.

The clan in question is the Boggs family, and they're one of those that was prominent in the area in the 1700's, but pretty much gone from the region by very early in the 1800's. They do have quite a story, though. The progenitor of the Boggs family in this area was James Boggs (1667-1736), who was born in Londonderry, Ireland and came to America about 1720. James had seven sons and two daughters, all but one of whom either came with him or followed soon thereafter. Where James Boggs originally settled in Mill Creek or White Clay Creek Hundred is unknown, but in 1726 he purchased land from John Chambers in the northwest part of MCH. This property was part of Chambers' Hopyard Tract, a 644 acre expanse he had acquired in 1720. The Hopyard Tract (with that name, but a little smaller) dates back to John Ogle in at least 1683. Thanks to the skill and work of Walt C., we have a pretty good idea of exactly where Boggs' 100 acres was located.

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Boggs property. Map courtesy Walt C.

To put the above map into context, Paper Mill Road is running south to northeast, and taking up much of James Boggs' land today is Louviers/Deerfield/whatever Bank of America calls it now. The red outline is the Boggs farm (or at least pretty close to it). Whether all of his sons started out with him is unclear, but most seem to have settled nearby in New Castle County or Chester County. Upon James' death in 1736, the home farm was bequeathed to his 23 year old son Robert Boggs (1712-1804). While his father lived in MCH for little more than a decade, Robert would reside here for about 80 years. Here in his house (the location of which we'll get to shortly), Robert and his wife Margaret (nee, Robinson) (1721-1801) raised nine children, many of whom would go on to lead very adventurous lives.

Of their seven sons, all but one would serve in some capacity in the Revolutionary War. Only Joseph, the youngest (and from whom Bonnie descends), would not participate directly. Bonnie's theory is that he was held home by Margaret to work on the home farm, and for his safety. This sounds quite reasonable when you learn that two of his brothers -- William and Benjamin -- were killed in service. Their deaths occurred in October 1779 while delivering dispatches (likely regarding British troop movements) and supplies for Washington and the Continental Army. Two other brothers, James and Moses, also served, probably in the Delaware Militia. Robert had moved away from MCH just before the war and in 1775 was among the founders, along with Daniel Boone, of Fort Boonesborough, one of the first English settlements west of the Appalachians. He served in the war in the 12th Virginia Regiment (what became Kentucky was still then part of Virginia).

Perhaps the most historically significant connection between the Boggs family and the fight for Independence comes with John Boggs, who served as a Captain in the Delaware Militia. John soon ended up at Fort Boonesborough with his brother, and helped to defend the settlement there. After the war, John held on to his uniform, which passed down to his son, Benjamin (seen below, if for no other reason than he's the only old Boggs for whom we have a picture...and I like old pictures). The uniform stayed in the family until the 1970's, when it was donated to the Eastern Kentucky University library (it now resides in the Irvinton House Museum in Richmond, KY). Believe it or not, this seems to be one of only two or three complete, authentic Revolutionary War uniforms known to exist. At some point, all the surviving Boggs sons lived in Kentucky, although a few later moved.

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Benjamin Boggs (1806-1883)

But to return us to the friendly confines (sorry, Wrigley) of MCH, the father of all these adventurous, patriotic boys had his own story, too. It seems likely that Robert Boggs' father James was probably a very early member of the White Clay Creek Presbyterian congregation, and is probably buried in the old cemetery along Old Coach Road. By the time the church moved to its present location in 1752, Robert Boggs was one of the twelve trustees to whom the land was given. And like his sons, Robert also had a hand in the Revolution. In 1777 he was awarded the rank of Colonel in the Delaware Militia, but it's unclear as to whether he saw action outside of the state (he is recorded as a wagoneer, though, bringing supplies to the troops). The 65 year old Robert was certainly at home in September 1777, when the incident related in Bonnie's comment took place:
When the army of Lord Cornwallis was retreating before Washington in the State of Delaware they passed through Robt Boggs yard. The old gentleman mounted his horse and betook himself to a high hill where he could witness the proceedings.

The soldiers on arriving being hungry attacked the bee hives that were nearby to get some honey, as might be expected the bees became angry, so did the soldiers & a hot fight ensued. The bees however being very skilled in war with use of sword overcame their antagonists & drove them from premises. Mr. Boggs feeling now somewhat relieved exclaimed "Even my bees are patriotic!"
The British troops in question were marching up Paper Mill Road on their way toward Hockessin, and ultimately to Chadds Ford and the Battle of Brandywine, not retreating as Robert's grandson Joseph says. I have to feel that when he say "even" my bees, he's referring to himself and his six sons in uniform.

Although he certainly farmed his land at Milford Crossroads, one phrase from Scharf hints at another occupation for one of the Roberts, either Junior or Senior. In mentioning the 1768 petition for a road from Stanton (Cuckoldstown) to Newark, it's described as being "[...]extending to the old Presbyterian Church, and thence till it intersects the road from Newark to the Circle, near the school-house of Robert Boggs." If I'm interpreting this correctly (I'm understanding this road differently now that I did before, which I'll revisit in another post), the intersection it's referring to is Milford Crossroads. I don't know which Robert it means (senior would be 56, junior 22), but this might be a forerunner of the Milford Crossroads school that appears later.

In 1801, Robert sold his farm to his son Moses (1756-1833), perhaps for a reason relating to the death that year of his wife Margaret (he and she are both interred at White Clay Creek Presbyterian). By that time, only Moses and Joseph, the youngest, were still living in Delaware. But not for long. Four years later (and after the 1804 passing of Robert) Moses sold the family farm for $1250 to a man from Montgomery County, PA -- George Jacobs. It was that link to Jacobs that allowed us to find a precise location for the house, because luckily for us the Jacobs family held on to the property even longer than the Boggses did.

Jacobs was born about 1769, and according to one census, in Germany. I've not been able to find much about him, but he did reside here for over 55 years, presumably in the same house built by Robert, or even James Boggs. The location of the house is shown on the 1849 Rea & Price map, although no name is affixed to it. The Jacobses were still there then, the 1850 Census showing George, Sr. residing there with this son George, Jr. and his family, including wife Sarah and their ten children (two more would come later). The younger George seems to have died sometime between about 1854 (the birth of their last child) and 1860, when he does not appear in the census. The then-listed-as 90 year old George, Sr. is shown as the head of household in 1860. He seems to have passed sometime before 1868, as the Beers map of that year labels the house as "Mrs. Jacobs", which would be George, Jr.'s widow Sarah. The house eventually passed to their youngest son Joseph, who is shown on the 1893 map.

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Boggs-Jacobs House, 1937

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Same view, 2007

So where was the house, exactly? If we make a few reasonable assumptions (i.e., that either the Jacobs family lived in the Boggs house, or that any rebuildings were done on the same location), we can tell exactly where the original Boggs house sat. The 1937 aerial photo above shows the house (the white spot) with two trees standing between it and Thompson Station Road. With only a little imagination, I even think I can see an ell extending from the rear. The house appears to have sat almost exactly where the connecting road is now, running between the parking lot and the road going behind the complex. The picture below, taken only about 15 years after the old aerial shot, shows why the house was razed.

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Newly-built Louviers in the early 1950's
Here we see the DuPont's new suburban office complex, Louviers, in the early 1950's. The two trees are still standing, but the house behind them is gone. Here is an October 28, 1951 newspaper article that talks about the last few holdouts in the area. At this point, I don't know what relation the Boggs-Jacobs property has to the H.A. Perkins estate, the 680 acre tract the article says made up most of the Louviers property. The Perkins tract may have included this, or it might have been more like the former Rankin farms where the golf course is now, more or less.

In either case, it seems obvious that the house was torn down by DuPont to build their new facility. Whether or not it was the same house lived in by James Boggs in the 1700's, I'm not sure, but I think that's likely. If so, I'm sure it had a lot of stories to tell. I hope that further research (maybe at the Hagley Library) might someday yield a photograph of the house, perhaps taken by the Louviers builders before it was leveled. Even if not, thanks to the contributions from Bonnie and Walt another piece of MCH history has fallen into place, and a fascinating family has been restored to our local story.

The Red Barn Restaurant

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Red Barn ablaze, October 20, 1968
I know that this is outside of the normal range for this blog, and that I don't usually write about topics this modern, but I couldn't help myself. Recent comments from Jack Walker in the Nostalgia Forum about the Red Barn Restaurant got me thinking about it, and I came up with a few things I wanted to share, without the chance of them getting buried in another page. For anyone who is not familiar with it, the Red Barn was a restaurant and cocktail lounge in the 1960's and 70's, located on Kirkwood Highway where the Best Buy is now. Actually, it was two restaurants, each one destined for ruin, the first one spectacularly so. The destruction of the first restaurant is probably what most people remember about the Red Barn today.

The original Red Barn was a dining establishment housed in....a big red barn. (Fortunate naming, huh?) It opened sometime in the early 1960's, but after 1961 (anyone know any more specific than that?). The aerial photo below shows the area that year, without even Farrand Drive yet in place. The barn can clearly be seen, with a drive coming back from Kirkwood Highway. [A side note -- the circular shape with something on its west side, about where Smith's Volkswagon is now, may have been, from what I gather, a trampoline park. Anyone remember this?] Who owned the farm (which probably extended north and west before the highway was built) is unclear, but judging by the 1940 Census, my two guesses are either Norman Klair or Jacob Maclary. They seem to be the first two farmers listed coming what I'm guessing to be west out of Marshallton.

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Area around the Red Barn, 1961

Sometime in the early-to-mid-60's, the big, old, red barn was converted into a restaurant. Sadly, it didn't last very long. On the afternoon of Sunday, October 20, 1968, a fire broke out in the attic, over the second floor dining rooms. Mill Creek Fire Company was soon on the scene, as was a crowd of people drawn by the smoke and sirens. Luckily for us, that crowd included my parents, for whom we can thank for the pictures. My Mom especially remembers this, since it happened to have been her birthday. (Don't worry, I don't think they were planning on going there for dinner.) The fire devastated the structure, said in this newspaper account to have been 50 years old. This incarnation of the restaurant never reopened, and the barn was eventually torn down.

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Although the red barn was gone, the Red Barn Restaurant was not. A new structure was built and reopened under the same name. Here's where I could use some help, but I don't think the second restaurant was open too much longer than the first. I believe that by the late 70's, it too was shut down. I had always thought that the second building had a fire, too, but I could be wrong about that. I may just be remembering the first fire through my parents. I know that the building stood vacant for a number of years, before being torn down to make way for the Channel Home Center. In the mid 90's, that store was torn down and replaced by the current Best Buy.

MCH History Event

So now it looks like there really is some interest in having a get-together event for readers of the blog and anyone else who enjoys local history. Now we go from hypotheticals to logistics. We need to come up with a time and a place. As far as a time goes, we first need to decide what kind of a time frame would be the best for the most people -- weeknight, weekend day, weekend night. I figure we'll want to have a couple of hours to sit or stand around and talk. That probably means an evening time (7:00, maybe) or an early to mid afternoon if it's on a Saturday or Sunday (1:00, 3:00). That being said, I'm open to suggestions. This our event, not just mine.

And as for a place, I'm open to ideas there, too. I'd say we're probably looking at somewhere in the range of 10 to 20 people, so a smallish room would suffice. I'm thinking large enough that we can mingle around, set up a few tables for those who want to/need to sit, and have a couple tables for displays and maybe some snacks (we can get to that in the next round of planning). I realize that the time and place, to some degree, will probably have to be planned in concert with each other. A great room is no good if no one can make it, and it doesn't work if it's not available when we are. Our other constraint is that my ideal pricepoint for the room is approximately what I make from writing the blog. I don't want to make this a paying event, so I'd like to find somewhere that will just let us use a space for a few hours. We'll clean up, and we won't be too rowdy.

So to move things to the next step, I've replaced the polling question to the right to ask about preferred time frames. Feel free to throw in any ideas or comments here, at the FaceBook page, or by emailing me directly.

MCH History Event -- Location Obtained!!!

Great news! I got a place for us to have our meeting/gathering/event/whatever this is!!! It's an awesome site, but I'm not going to reveal the location just yet. All I'll say for now is that it is in Mill Creek Hundred, and should be easily accessible for everyone. It seemed like the general consensus was that a weekend afternoon was the best fit for the most people. Because of that, I've tentatively reserved the space for Saturday, February 23, 2013. I don't have a time yet, but I was thinking 2:00? How does this sound to everyone?

If anyone has any thoughts on the time and date, let me know. I hope the 23rd is good for everyone, or at least as close as we can get to everyone. I couldn't be happier with the venue, and I'm sure you all will be as excited as I am. If we get some feedback and the specifics seem OK, I'll post more info over the weekend. Stay tuned.....

MCH History Blog On The Road: Strand Millas and Rock Spring

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Strand Millas
It's time to hit the road again, and visit a site outside of Mill Creek Hundred. As I said before, these sites can be selected for a variety of reasons -- they may have some connection to MCH, or they may just be something that I personally find interesting. The particular sites we'll look at now, though, happen to fall into both categories. I first chose the twin sites of Strand Millas and Rock Spring, located just east of Montchanin in eastern Christiana Hundred, because they're on my mind a lot, since I pass them everyday. As I soon learned, however, they do have a direct link to some of the earliest development in our own hundred.

The pair of 300+ year old houses along Rockland Road between Montchanin and Rockland were both built by one of the earliest of the Quaker immigrant families to the area, the Greggs. In 1682, William Gregg (1642-1687) emigrated from Ireland with his wife Ann, and four children -- John, Ann, George, and Richard. They arrived first at Upland, in Chester County, but in 1683 Gregg purchased 200 acres from William Penn on the west side of Brandywine Creek. He added another 400 acres the following year. On his tract William Gregg erected a log house for his family, probably on land now occupied by the Wilmington Country Club. He gave his tract the name of Strand Millas, although I think the original name may have been "Stran Millis". This is derived from the Irish for "sweet, or pleasant stream" (the Brandywine?), and is also the name of a neighborhood in Belfast.

The elder Gregg lived only four years in Christiana Hundred, but in that time solidified himself and his family as integral parts of the community. For instance, in early 1687, only months before his death, William Gregg was one of the Friends given permission to hold their meetings on the west side of the Brandywine during the winter months. This was due to the difficulty in fording the creek in bad weather, and this group would eventually become the Centre Meeting. In the summer of 1687, William died and his property eventually went to John, the oldest son. At that time, the boys were 19, 13, and 11, so they initially stayed in the family house. As they came of age, however, the Gregg sons acquired their own lands, some around their father's tract and some farther away. The map below gives a general idea of where the sons' holdings were in the Montchanin area. The Brandywine is on the right, Montchanin Road (Route 100) is near the middle with the (much later) railroad tracks crossing it, and Rockland Road is in the lower right.

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Gregg holdings near Montchanin

I say "general idea", for two reasons. First, although it's possible, I tend to doubt that the tracts were laid out that geometrically. Usually they seem to be more irregular. Secondly, while much is known about the family in that era, there is also a lot of confusion and ambiguity. The exact chain of custody of each parcel is muddled in the various accounts, but suffice it to say that the family owned a lot of land in eastern Christiana Hundred. The most prodigious land purchaser was John Gregg (1668-1738), who bought near and far, and is almost certainly responsible for at least one, if not both of the subject houses.

The larger of the two old homes is the one known by the name of the original estate, Strand Millas. It sits on the south side of Rockland Road, a few hundred feet back. Seen in the picture at the top of the post, the original section (right 2/3), according to its datestone, was erected in 1701. The 2-1/2 story stone house was built on the Penn, or Quaker, Plan suggested by William Penn, and is one of the older examples of the style remaining. There doesn't seem to be any firm indication, but it's thought that Strand Millas was built by John Gregg. The house later was owned by one of John's sons, Samuel Gregg (1710-1767). Sometime near the end of Samuel's life, an additional full-depth room was added on each floor to the east end of the house, either by him or one of his sons. If you look closely at the picture, you can see a vertical white line marking the beginning of the addition. The 20th Century saw the addition of the dormers, a service wing on the rear, and the addition (and later removal) of a sunporch on the west end.


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Rock Spring

For as little concrete information as there is about Strand Millas, its sister house is even more of a mystery. A couple hundred yards northeast of Strand Millas, on the north side of Rockland Road, stands Rock Spring. Built on the side of a hill, Rock Spring is probably a few years older than Strand Millas, and stands next to the spring that gave it its name. The spring emerges from beneath an overhanging rock in the hillside, and into a man-made pool. The Greggs surely used the spring from the earliest days, and soon built a springhouse over it.


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The Rock Spring springhouse, behind the home

There's no definite date that I could find for the house, but pre-1700 seems to be the consensus. The 1973 National Register of Historic Places form for the two homes says it may have been built in the 1680's, while several sites (like this one) say that John Gregg built it in 1694. Interestingly, John was also married in 1694, so it's at least possible that he built it for himself and his new bride. This picture in the Hagley archives also states the 1694 date, and says that it was originally two stories, with the roof sloping back against the hillside. The third story was then added later. How the idea of John being the builder effects the theory of his building Strand Millas seven years later I'm not sure. Some accounts have John's bachelor brother Richard Gregg (1676-1716) as the builder of Strand Millas. Richard's relatively young death and lack of heirs could explain how John's son Samuel came to own it, and could be the source of some of the confusion. Honestly, much more research needs to be done into these historic homes.

Even if John Gregg did build both homes, this would still be only a small part of his legacy. For one thing, he bought a lot of land. I've seen figures thrown around in the neighborhood of four to five thousand acres. Although sometimes it's said that this was just his holdings in the Strand Millas area, I think this probably encompasses his tracts in Christiana and Mill Creek Hundreds, as well as land in Pennsylvania. John extended his holdings southward, toward the current city limits of Wilmington. Two of his grandsons (John and Samuel, sons of Samuel) first developed and named the millseat at Hagley, which was later purchased by E. I. duPont. In fact, much of the Greggs' Christiana Hundred holdings would eventually end up in DuPont hands, including Strand Millas and Rock Spring. Much of the area we think of now as "DuPont Country" was originally owned by the Greggs.

Industrial development didn't have to wait until John's grandkids, though. He built at least two mills himself, one on each side of Christiana Hundred. Around 1724 Gregg erected a grist mill, along with Adam Kirk, on the west side of  Brandywine Creek near the mouth of Wilson's Run. This frame and stone mill would be replaced about 80 years later with a larger stone one, the remains of which can still be seen. Even this mill, though, would be overshadowed by the Rockland paper mill (and for a time, cotton mill) across the creek.

Two decades earlier, however, John Gregg made a substantial purchase a few miles to the west of the family home. On August 17, 1702, Gregg made the first purchase from Letitia Manor, the large tract belonging to William Penn's daughter. He bought 200 acres straddling Red Clay Creek and sometime in the ensuing few years erected a grist mill on the east side of the creek. This millseat, which would come to be known as "Ashland", was passed to his son William in 1730. Seven years after that, William erected a beautiful brick house, which still stands today overlooking the mill site. The mill was sold out of the family in the early 19th Century, but some of this branch of the Greggs ended up settling in the Hockessin area. I'm sure this part of the story will be revisited one day in a later post.

Today, Strand Millas and Rock Spring sit in a quiet area of the Brandywine Valley, their 17th Century heritage overshadowed by later sites like the Village of Montchanin and the huge influence of a certain gunpowder-making French immigrant family. They are, however, direct links to some of the earliest settlers in both Christiana and Mill Creek Hundreds.

Inaugural MCH History Gathering -- Location Revealed!!!

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The Philips House
At first I wasn't sure what kind of a venue we'd be able to get for our get-together, but I figured I'd come up with something. In all honesty, any old room somewhere would have sufficed, but I never expected to be able to secure the kind of perfectly suited location for the event that I did. The Inaugural Mill Creek Hundred History Gathering will take place at 2:00 PM, Saturday February 23, 2013 at.....The Philips House at the Greenbank Mill. Thanks to the suggestion on the FaceBook page from Laurel Haring (who is a board member at the mill, and I understand will be joining us at the event) I contacted the mill, and they were kind enough to allow us to meet in the house. Thank you to Abby for helping me to coordinate this!

I really don't know if there's too much better and more appropriate of a location for a historical gathering than in a house built in 1794, next to the only remaining historic mill in Mill Creek Hundred. And in case you're wondering, I do plan on having a Greenbank Mill post up sometime before the event, for anyone not familiar with this historic, but vibrant, property. I'm very excited about this location for our get-together, and I hope you are, too.

In case anyone is not familiar with Greenbank Mill, it's located on Greenbank Road just down the hill from Price's Corner. If you're coming from Kirkwood Highway, turn north onto Newport Gap Pike (Rt 41) [left if you've just come over the bridge, right if you've just passed the shopping center and the firehouse], go down the hill and over the railroad tracks, then turn right onto Greenbank Road. The mill will be ahead on your left. If you're coming south down Newport Gap Pike, turn left onto Greenbank Road at the bottom of the hill, just before the train station.

I want to thank the people at the mill again for allowing us to meet in their beautiful house on the hill. I should also note that they've been kind enough to let us gather there free of charge. This is a free event, and there is no fee involved for anyone attending. That being said, I will have a donation jar available for anyone who wants to donate a few dollars to the Greenbank Mill, to thank them for their kind hospitality. Not only will it be a nice "Thank you", but bear in mind that the money goes to help preserve what we all cherish -- local history.

I truly think this will be a fun event, made only more enjoyable by the setting. For anyone who will not be able to join us on the 23rd, I have a sneaking suspicion that this will not be the last such event. I'm already thinking ahead to the spring. If anyone has any questions about the event, as always feel free to comment or to email me directly (mchhistory@verizon.net). Hope to see you there!

The Greenbank Mill and the Philips House -- Part 1

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Greenbank Mill in the 1960's, before the fire
The power of the many streams and creeks of Mill Creek Hundred has been harnessed for almost 340 years now, as the water flows from the Piedmont down to the sea. There have been literally dozens of sites throughout the hundred where waterwheels once turned, but today only one remains. Nestled on the west bank of Red Clay Creek, the Greenbank Mill stands as a living testament to the nearly three and a half century tradition of water-powered milling in MCH. The millseat at Greenbank is special to the story of MCH for several reasons -- it was one of the first harnessed here, it's the longest-serving, and it's the only one still in operable condition. The fact that it now serves as a teaching tool only makes it more special, at least in my eyes.

The early history of the millseat at Greenbank is a riddle, wrapped in a mystery, inside....Ok, it's not quite that bad, but the actual facts are far from clear. The precise details (such as they can be determined) probably need to be tracked down in another post, but the short version of the accepted facts is that the land on which the mill stands was patented in 1677 to a Swede named John Anderson (Stalcop). Part of Anderson's tract was later acquired by Thomas Bird (who was the son-in-law of Cornelius Empson, part-owner of the Stanton Mill), upon whose death the property was left to his son, Empson Bird. It was from Empson Bird that the property was purchased in 1773 by Robert Philips.

As far as the mill is concerned, the only thing we know for sure is that there was a mill present at the site when Philips bought the property in 1773. It was said to have been old at that time, and made of logs. Exactly when it was built, and by whom (Anderson or one of the Birds), is not clear, but could possibly be narrowed down a bit by further research. It would eventually be replaced, but probably stood for over a hundred years.

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Robert Philips' 1790 mill, in 1958

Robert Philips (1746-1828), the new owner of the mill, was the son of William and Mary Philips of Hockessin (who in 1766 had purchased the house that may have been the village's namesake -- Ocasson, or the Cox-Mitchell House). The Philips' were an industrious family, and Robert was no exception. He purchased the old log mill, known as the "Swedes Mill", and operated it for 17 years. By 1790 the Swedes Mill was apparently insufficient, for in that year Philips erected a new, larger mill next to the old one. (It should also be noted that Philips' father died in 1790, so perhaps the new mill was partially funded by his inheritance.) The new mill was 50' x 39' and stood two and a half stories high. Not long after erecting his new mill, Philips installed the latest in milling technology -- Oliver Evans' automated milling system. According to the mill's website, the system was installed in 1793, making this one of the first to take advantage of the Newport-born inventor's time and effort saving mechanism. There are legends stating that Evans used Philips' mill to demonstrate the system to prospective buyers, but A) this myth, to the best of my knowledge, is unsubstantiated, and B) Evans had his own mill just upstream at Faulkland that he used for this purpose. That being said, it's a good story, and there's really no reason why it couldn't be true.

Very likely just a few years after building his new mill, Robert Philips erected another new structure on his property -- a house. Since first moving to the site in 1773, the family probably lived in an older home dating from the Bird family's tenure. In 1794, Robert built for his family a new stone house, two and a half stories high, overlooking his mill. [The National Register of Historic Places form for the house and mill states that there is a datestone reading "1783". The mill's website gives the date of 1794. I'll try to reconcile this data.] The house currently has a five-bay configuration with two doors, but it appears that the left three bays may be the original block. The two bays and door on the right side may have been added later, although possibly shortly after the initial construction.

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The Philips House
 Although the house has looked down on the mill for over two hundred years, the mill site it stands above has undergone several major changes in usage over the years. The first (or second, if you include the 1790 upgrade) came about around 1811, and was the result of circumstances originating far beyond Mill Creek Hundred. Prior to the War of 1812, anti-British sentiments and trade restrictions began to cut the flow of woolen products from Europe, opening the door for increased domestic production. Merino Mania (named for the type of sheep best suited for woolen production) gripped the country, and many entrepreneurs rushed to acquire these Spanish sheep. Among these was Robert Philips, who by February 1811 was advertising for someone to oversee his new flock.

It was about this time that Philips decided that he needed a new facility dedicated to his new undertaking. It seems likely that he tore down the old Swedes Mill, and in its place erected a new stone mill for use as a woolen factory. He named it the "Madison Factory", after President James Madison, a proponent of US manufacturing. The Madison Factory was 45' x 25', three stories high, and in line with the building trend of the time, made of field stone. It would stand for over 150 years, although only for a few of those would it be used for its initial purpose.

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Original Madison Factory and Mill, 1967

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One of Philips' attempts to staff the Madison Factory, 1813

Even though he got a beautiful stone mill out of it, in the end I've a feeling that Robert Philips probably regretted building the Madison factory. From the beginning he seemed to have trouble with his workforce, a function of a few skilled workers suddenly being in high demand. And unfortunately for Philips, the cycle of boom and bust is not a new phenomenon, especially when it's dependant on world affairs. By early 1815 news of the peace treaty with Britain and the normalization of trade reached America, and the brief advantages enjoyed by domestic wool producers quickly disappeared. As the ad above shows, Robert had been joined in the wool venture by his son, John R. Philips. After the end of the war, in the space of a few years, John R. seems to have tried to sell off the wool business and threatened to leave the state (it's unclear whether or not he briefly did), attempted to revive his and his father's woolen venture, and then actually gave up and moved away.

By the 1820's, the aging Robert Philips was left with his gristmill and failed woolen business. It had failed so "well", in fact, that in 1819 two of his neighbors had entered claims against him for nearly $7000 in debts. Philips' property was seized by the sheriff and put up for public sale. It would remain unsold, however, until 1830, two years after Robert's death. In that year the mill and property were purchased by Robert's nephew, John C. Philips*. This is where we'll pick up the story in Part 2.


* -- It actually took me a little while to realize that John R. and John C. were different people. Genealogical information about the Philips family is a bit hard to come by, but eventually I figured out that John C. was Robert's nephew. He was the son of James Philips, Robert's brother. At first I thought the Johns may have both been sons of Robert from different mothers. Robert's first wife, Catherine Dixon, died in 1768. He then remarried to Catherine's second cousin, Ann Dixon.

The Greenbank Mill and the Philips House -- Part 2

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Greenbank Mill and the Madison Factory
In Part 1 of this post, we traced the early history of the Greenbank Mill and the Philips House, which are located on Greenbank Road just down the hill from Price's Corner. We saw that the original log "Swedes Mill" was purchased in 1773 by Robert Philips, who then built a larger frame mill next to it in 1790. A few years after that he built a new stone house for himself and his family. Around the time of the War of 1812, Robert and son John R. Philips entered the wool manufacturing business, and built the stone Madison Factory on the site of the recently razed Swedes Mill. The wool business was not kind to them, and by the early 1820's the mill had been seized by the sheriff for unpaid debts, and John R. had moved away.

Robert Philips died in late 1828, and in 1830 the property was finally sold to his nephew, John C. Philips. For the next twenty years or so, John C. Philips (1782-1854) operated the grist mill, as well as a saw mill that was installed sometime before 1822. (The saw mill was mentioned in an ad attempting to sell the mills that year, but since it was not uncommon to have a saw mill operating alongside a grist mill, it could have been in place much earlier). Eventually John was joined in business by several of his sons, who would initiate the next chapter in the story of Greenbank Mill. And like with the woolen venture of their great uncle, these Philips brothers would be responding to changes in the business climate around them, albeit on a somewhat more local level.

Whereas Robert Philips was reacting to events as far away as Europe, his nephew's boys took advantage of developments closer to home, in Wilmington. By the mid-1800's, for a variety of reasons, the once-small milling and trading town was developing into an industrial manufacturing city. One industry that took hold early was carriage manufacturing. (Incidentally, the types of skills and workmen needed for this later gave rise to the railcar and shipbuilding industries that came about later in the century in Wilmington.) Since all of these carriage manufacturers needed parts, John C. Philips' sons saw an opportunity. When John's sons first began to take over operation of the mill around mid-century, it appears that it was run only as a grist mill, under supervision of the oldest, Calvin Philips. About 1852 Calvin moved to Philadelphia, and ownership of the mill went to his brothers.

These brothers, Isaac D. and William G. Philips, seeing what was happening in the city, decided to expand upon the woodworking aspect of the mill. They adapted the mill to make wooden implements and objects, specifically spokes and felloes for carriage wheels. (The felloe is the curved outer part of the wheel, what we might call the rim.) They also manufactured other objects, like croquet mallets, forks (I think meaning pitchforks), folding chairs, folding stools, and step ladders. The new firm of W. G. Philips and Bro. seems to have operated fairly successfully for over twenty-five years, under the control of the Philips brothers.

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William G. Philips House
During the time they were running their woodworking business, it appears that Isaac and his family took up residence in the Philips House, which undoubtedly had been their father's home. Around the time that W.G. Philips and Bro. was starting up, William built a new house for himself nearby, just across Newport Gap Pike. According to one of his nephews in a much later interview, William called his house "Greenbank", from which the area (and later, the Wilmington & Western train station) took its name. The big red barn below the Philips House also dates to this era, and may have been built by either Calvin or Isaac, or perhaps by the brothers as a group.

William G. Philips died in October 1876, at which time the mill and business went solely to Isaac. It was also probably at this point that Isaac brought in another partner to the firm, John P. Wells. The company's name was changed to J.P. Wells & Co., and it was run by Wells and Isaac's son, John C. Philips. The decision to bring in Wells turned out to be a very bad one. One day in 1879, Wells left town supposedly to attend a funeral in Baltimore. Wells never returned, and neither did much of the firm's cash. The company's debt was too much to bear, and the spoke and felloe factory was closed by order of the sheriff. The days of woodworking at Greenbank were over.

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Greenbank Mill, outbuildings, and tenant houses. C. early 1900's

Milling at the site, however, continued. Operating under the name of I.D. Philips and Son, flour milling continued in Robert Philips' 1790 gristmill, and the family even had a store on Fourth Street in Wilmington. In 1883 the firm was reorganized as the Diamond Milling Company, with John C. Philips still intimately involved in the operation of the mill. By this time, though, the flour milling industry had outgrown small mills like Greenbank, and had moved on to larger-scale ones in the Midwest. Mills like Greenbank couldn't hope to compete on anything but a local scale, which is exactly what it ended up doing.

In 1888, Isaac D. Philips sold the mill to James and Ellis Clark, ending the Philips family's 115 year tenure at the site. Greenbank passed through several hands over the ensuing decades, but remained in operation the entire time, doing custom milling for local farmers. By the 1960's, it was the only grist mill operating in Delaware on water power. It was operated then by Roy Magargal, who began working at the mill in the 1920's and would continue to do so for over 45 years. Even after the mill was purchased by the group Historic Red Clay Valley, Inc. (HRCV, also owners of the Wilmington & Western) and partially converted to a museum, Magargal still milled during the week while visitors came on the weekends.


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Greenbank Mill, 1958

Unfortunately, the business days of the mill were numbered. In 1969 vandals set fire to the structure, bringing to an end nearly three centuries of milling at the site. This was far from the end of the Greenbank story, though. (It wasn't even the end for Magargal, who continued to run a feed business out of the office.) Newly-formed as a division of HRCV, the Friends of Greenbank Mill set out on the long process of restoring this important piece of MCH history. The fire had heavily damaged the gristmill, and had devastated the Madison Factory. The stone woolen mill was so damaged by the blaze that it had to be torn down completely, as the bottom picture below shows. Little by little, though, dedicated volunteers and employees worked to bring the mill back to life.

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The mill in September 1969, after the fire

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Greenbank Mill, minus the Madison Factory, after 1973
In 1987, the group incorporated as The Greenbank Mill Associates (GMA) and continued the restoration. The gristmill was restored through the concept of adaptive reuse. It was determined that one of the contributing factors to the 1969 fire was the absence of anyone onsite, so the rebuilt mill included two apartments on the upper floor. Original materials were used when possible, including much of the equipment on the lower floors that had survived the fire. The Madison Factory was rebuilt and finished in 1999, and is such a faithful restoration that it's almost indistinguishable from Robert Philips' original from two centuries ago.

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The restored Madison Factory and Greenbank Mill
GMA now runs the mill as a living history museum, focusing on the Early Republic era of the late 18th and early 19th Centuries, when Robert and John R. Philips utilized the flowing waters of the Red Clay. And those flowing waters are not always all that calm. Twice recently -- in 1999 with Hurricane Floyd, and the freak storm in September 2003 -- the Red Clay has flooded the mill, but both times the damage was cleaned up and all repairs made. Today the Greenbank Mill, one of the first such mills in Mill Creek Hundred, is a hands-on window into our area's industrious past.

MCH History Gathering a Success!!!

I'm here to unilaterally declare Saturday's Inaugural Mill Creek Hundred History Gathering a smashing success. (Did you not see the three -- count 'em, three -- exclamation points in the title? I don't use them lightly.) The day was a bit dreary, but luckily it wasn't really raining while we were there. The venue was fabulous. How perfect was it to be talking about history in a 200+ year old house, overlooking a 200+ year old mill on the site of one a century older? It certainly made all our talk seem very appropriate. Many thanks go out to Greenbank Mill Associates for allowing us the use of the room. And thanks to the generosity of our attendees, we ended up making a $90 donation to GMA as a way of showing our appreciation. "Thanks" to everyone!! I couldn't have been happier with how it all went.

I'm a very bad host and didn't get a precise count of how many people we had, but I'm pretty sure there were about 22 or 23 of us, give or take. After we all sat down, we went around the room and had everyone introduce themselves and say a few words about their particular interest or connection to MCH history. I have to admit that I generally don't like things like that (I hate being called on to talk about myself in meetings or in classes), but it seemed like a good idea for the situation. Very few of us there knew one another in person, so it felt like a good way to get the "Oh, so you're so-and-so" out of the way up front. That went well (thanks everyone for playing along), and it even sparked a few discussions as we went.

After that, we broke apart to just chat amongst ourselves. There was a lot of information flowing, not surprisingly a good bit of it touching on the Eastburn family. There were several people related to the family, and even one resident of one of the old Eastburn houses. All the talk was aided by Donna Peters, who was prepared enough to bring her notebook computer with her extensive (and even "extensive" is an understatement) genealogical database. We had some refreshments to keep the talking going, too. I didn't catch who brought them, but the brownies were wonderful. I was lucky enough to take the last few home with me (also, my daughter says "Thanks!").

On a personal note, it was great to catch up with a few of the people who I had met before, as well as putting a few more faces with names. I don't think I got a chance to talk to everyone, but I got around as much as I could while everyone was milling about (yes, I used that one again). To anyone I missed, and to anyone who couldn't make it Saturday, I hope to catch up with you at the next one.

There aren't any concrete plans in place yet, but as of now I'm thinking we could meet up again in a few months, probably in May. I'm really liking the idea of seeing if we can reserve one of the pavilions at Brandywine Springs, and kind of make a picnic out of it. The only thing better than good conversation is good conversation and food. If the weather is nice and there's an interest, I'd also be happy to give a tour of the amusement park site while we're there. And as was touched upon on Saturday, we might even begin to have some business to discuss by then. But we'll get to that over the next few months.

So thanks again to everyone who attended, and everyone who helped to make it possible. I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did. We have a little community here at the blog now, and I hope that events like this will help to strengthen it even further. See you next time!

The Mendenhall Mob

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The Aaron Klair House
There were a number of reasons why I started writing this blog 2-1/2 years ago, one of them being to help combat what I felt was a common misperception. (I know I've said this before, but it bears repeating in this case.) I think that when a lot of people are asked, about Mill Creek Hundred, "What was around here 100, 200, or 300 years ago?", the common response would be, "Oh, it was all just farmland." And as we've seen here, that dismissive phrase is just not accurate. Although to be fair, even though MCH has been home to many other things over the centuries, the great majority of its expanse has been primarily used as farmland. But with those farms, it's important to bear in mind that they were built, lived on, and worked by real people. I know that sounds on the surface like a simplistic idea (of course there were "real" people there), but it's one I feel gets overlooked sometimes.

I think the main reason it's so easy to forget that those names we see on maps and census rolls represent real people is that we rarely get personal, up-close glimpses into their lives. Once in a while we have a photograph or two of a 19th Century resident, which is always wonderful. There's no better way to be reminded of the "realness" of someone than to actually look into their eyes, to see the part of their hair, to take in their crooked smile or the wrinkles on their face. [I don't know if I mention this enough, but if anyone ever has or knows of any old photos of people or places in the area, please let me know.] Other times -- even more rarely, it seems -- we come across a personal story from their lives that makes you think, "Yeah, they sound just like some people I know. I understand exactly how they felt and what they were thinking." This is a whole other level of "realness", and it's why I love the story of The Mendenhall Mob.

This story was first brought to my attention quite a while back by Bill Taylor, a relative of one of the players in the story. At first we had only part of the story, and were left to speculate about the motives of those involved. Then, about a year later, Bill (thankfully) brought it up again in a comment, which ultimately lead to at least a partial explanation of the chain of events. The invaluable Donna Peters came up with a couple of newspaper articles that finally shed some light on the whole affair. (Proving that she can be of use even when the Eastburns are not involved. OK, A) of course I'm joking, and B) I'm sure they could still be connected if we wanted to.)

The original information uncovered by Bill came from the December 18, 1855 edition of the Delaware State Reporter, a short-lived newspaper out of Dover. It stated that Samuel Taylor and Aaron, Egbert, and Frederick Klair were all arrested for "participating in a mob at the house of James Mendenhall". The four appeared before Justice of the Peace William Silver, Jr., and were bound over for $250 each. This was all we knew. Obviously, a number of questions cry out for answers. Why were they there? What does "participating in a mob" mean? Were there more people involved, or were they the whole "mob"? (I still maintain that Four Man Mob would be a great band name.) What exactly did they do? And what ever became of their case, and/or the underlying cause that precipitated what we've dubbed, The Mendenhall Mob.

As it turns out, I think we've found a pretty convincing answer to the first question, a good guess at the second and third, and partial answers to the rest. The key discovery was made by Donna, and came in the form of another short newspaper article from earlier the same year. As you can see below, in late July 1855 James Mendenhall Jr. was brought before the Justice of the Peace on the complaint of his wife, Ann Mendenhall. She claimed "[...] that he had deserted her, and left her without proper means of support, having no property, rights, or credits that could be sequestered for her maintenance." So if I'm understanding it correctly, it basically sounds like he left her, and had nothing she could take for whatever passed for alimony at the time.

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From the Delaware State Reporter, July 31, 1855

So now we have the final player in the drama, and the one who in a way is the (as far as we know, quite innocent) driver of it all -- Ann Mendenhall, James' wife. I admit that initially I thought the motives behind the Mendenhall Mob could have ranged anywhere from politics, to a business deal gone wrong, to some sort of personal altercation between angry young men. After seeing the above article, though, it seemed like a good bet that the December event had something to do with the marital problems of the Mendenhalls. The next piece of information Donna found pretty much closed the case, though. Any guesses as to Ann Mendenhall's maiden name? Yup, she was a Klair.

Ann Klair was born in 1833, so she was about 22 when this was playing out. Of the members of the Mendenhall Mob, Aaron was her father and Egbert and Frederick were her big brothers. Samuel Taylor was obviously a friend of the family, probably a buddy of Egbert and Frederick. The Taylors lived nearby, and may have occupied the adjoining farm to the Klairs. As you might recall from the post about the Klairs, Aaron and his family lived in the stone house (shown at the top of the post) that still stands on the former Three Little Bakers (Pike Creek) golf course. James at the time was still living in his family's home, not far away. James Mendenhall, Sr.'s house was east of Limestone Road, between Mendenhall Mill Road and Brackenville Road, in what is today the development of Westwoods. Just a couple miles from the Klairs.

And just in case you thought that maybe the whole affair was being blown out of proportion, and that maybe the legal aspect was just a formality, we have one more newspaper article that gives an insight into the emotions involved. This comes from the August 2, 1855 issue of The Jeffersonian, a paper in Stroudsburg, Pa. Here it is below, in all its gossip columnly goodness.

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Stroudsburg, PA Jeffersonian, August 2, 1855
Obviously, "Mr. M" is James Mendenhall, Jr., "Miss K" is Ann Klair Mendenhall, and Aaron is her father. The house mentioned is the one at the top of the page. As you can tell, there definitely were some strong feelings on all sides of the story. Of course, if some guy married my daughter, treated her poorly, then kicked her out, I'd probably apply "a stout switch", too. All this eventually leads us back to our original event, the actions of the Mendenhall Mob four months later. (Yes, I know it would probably more accurately be termed "The Klair Mob", but I'm sticking with our original name.)

With all of this background now in place, the general purpose of the mob seems clear. My guess is that it was probably just the four of them, although it's possible they they had the backing of the community, emotionally if not physically that day. The Klairs and Taylor most likely went to the Mendenhall's to "talk some sense" into young James. Which probably is a nice way of saying they marched over there to kick the crap out of him. Whether they actually did or not is unclear, but since they were arrested they certainly at least threatened him pretty well.

We may never know what their exact motivation was that day -- the whole affair had been going on for months. They might have been trying to get him to "man up", be a husband, and take his wife back. Or they could have been trying to exact some financial compensation for Ann. Or they might just have been fed up with him, and went over there to "relieve their frustration" at his physical expense. The charge of "participating in a mob" may have just been levied because there was a group of them taking part. Today, it may have been individual accounts of aggravated assault or terroristic threatening, depending on what they actually did. Of course, I'm not an expert in 21st Century law, let alone mid 19th.

We don't yet know what the legal outcome was for Taylor and the Klairs. I'd imagine it wasn't anything too harsh, if at all. Officially, the ill-fated marriage of James and Ann finally was dissolved by an act of the State Legislature on February 24, 1857, a little over a year after the "mob action". (Apparently it took legislative action to get a divorce then.) Ann remarried just a few years later to another local farmer, William Derrickson. Derrickson had been married to Ann's older sister, Phebe, but only for a year before Phebe died. William and Ann had three children, the first of whom was born about 1861, so Ann and William may have been married a year or so before. They lived in the Thomas Justis House on Milltown Road, presently next to St. John the Beloved Catholic Church. Sadly, they only had little more than ten years together, as Ann died in September 1871, at the age of 38. As far as we know, they had a happy marriage.

James Mendenhall, the formerly "Unmanly Husband", also remarried, this time to Elizabeth Gibson in West Grove Township, Chester County. I can't be sure that James moved from the area because of his actions towards Ann, but by 1860 he was living in Chester County, and seems to have remained there until his death in 1906. From the tone of the Jeffersonian article, he wasn't a particularly well-respected member of the community, at least not at that point. Maybe the whole affair soon blew over, or maybe he found it difficult to interact with his neighbors and moved away. We may never know. In either case, the whole story of the Mendenhall Mob allows us a rare insight into the personal lives of some of the 19th Century residents of Mill Creek Hundred.

The Kiamensi Road House

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Kiamensi Road House
This one is much less of a normal blog post for me, and more of just a picture gallery. The photos below are of a house on Kiamensi Road, just east of Stanton Road. It stands almost directly across from the entrance to Powell Ford County Park. I don't really have very many concrete facts about the house at present, so a few educated guesses will have to suffice. Needless to say, if more information about the property does surface, I'll definitely pass it along.

Judging from its style, the house was probably built sometime in the 1870's or 1880's, and was almost certainly connected to the Kiamensi Woolen Mill just down the hill along Red Clay Creek. During that era, the mill employed dozens of workers and had surrounding it a small village, which probably extended most of the way from Stanton Road to the Red Clay. By 1888, Scharf states that the company owned 26 dwellings, although it's unclear (to me, at least) whether this is solely at Kiamensi, or if that figure includes their Stanton mill as well. In either case, I'd be shocked in this house was not one of the 26.

As you can see in the pictures, it's a three bay home, with a pointed Gothic gable and a full-length front porch. A garage stands on the northwest side, probably originally built as a carriage house. A centered ell extends from the rear of the house. The architecture on the rear ell is identical to the main block, so it was probably built at the same time as the house or soon after. At this point, any speculation as to the builder of the house and its residents is just that. Two possibilities come to mind, though. Less likely is that it is slightly older than it appears, and was built as a farmhouse, or even as housing for the cotton mill precursor to the Kiamensi Woolen mill. The 1849 map does seem to show a house in just about the right place. If it was not erected earlier, than it almost certainly was built by the Kiamensi Woolen Company in the 1870's or 1880's. Judging by the size, I'd guess it was used by a manager, supervisor, or foreman at the mill -- someone a bit higher up. Maybe it was built earlier as the mill's supervisor's house, to then supplanted by the Mansion House across the street and down a bit.

One reason I wanted to get pictures of the house is that its future seems uncertain. It's currently vacant, and the property in which it sits has been zoned for a number years to be divided into four lots and developed. I have a feeling that only the crash of the housing market and the economy in general a few years back saved it from demolition. I don't imagine it will stand for too much longer. As I said, if I'm able to come across more information I'll certainly pass it along. Until then, enjoy the pictures.



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