A Bit of Local History Written by the Late W.S. Pelletreau

Record of the Ownership of the Triangle between Main Street and North Sea Road Southampton Press

The recent burning of the Dawson dwelling and barns recalls an article written by our esteemed historian, the late William S. Pelletreau

--> [1840-1918], and published in the PRESS in May, 1917. The article has much value and interest to all living in that section of the village and is reprinted by request.

In old times, long before the Revolution, the entire triangle between the Main street and the North Sea road was owned by Abner Howell. He was the son of Col. Josiah Howell, and was a man of importance in his day and time. A small, brown tombstone tells us that Mr. Abner Howell died Sept. 16, 1775 in the 76^th year of his age. About 1750 he gave his son, Phineas Howell, the lot where John Cavanagh now lives, and he built a house upon it which was standing in our boyhood days. At the same time there was another house exactly like it and this was owned by Mr. Peter Fournier and was where the Commercial House now stands. They were not only exactly alike in other respects but there was a peculiar style to the chimneys which attracted our attention. Both of these houses were torn down about 1849. Abner Howell seems to have divided the entire triangle between his two sons, Phineas and David, and Phineas had the north part and David Howell had the south portion. In 1788 Phineas Howell sold east part to Annanias Halsey and went to what was the “Western Country” and settled in the town of Tully, in what is now Onondaga County, New York, and he died there at a very advanced age. Annanias Halsey was the father of a family that had been prominent in Southampton. His son, Uriah Halsey, lived on the place now owned by Mrs. Wilmun Halsey and had two daughters. One married John Sherry of Sag Harbor and the other married Capt. Crowell of the same place.

Another son of Annanias was Eli P. Halsey, who was the father Edwin P. Halsey, who lived in the old house, next north of Herrick’s store.

Another daughter married Col. Samuel hunting, whose wealth has been of benefit to many families. Another daughter, Mary (or Polly, as she was generally called) married Mr. Daniel Fordham, whose descendants are numerous and well known. Another daughter, Susan (commonly known in our boyhood days as Aunt Susan Halsey) lived and died unmarried in a little old house that stood just north of Capt. Daniel Jagger’s house, now Mr. Donnelly’s. After her death the house was sold by Capt. Jagger to David Terry, who moved it to Tuckahoe where it still remains.

The part of the lot sold to Annanias Halsey was in later years sold to Capt. Harry Halsey, who is well remembered. The part where the little house stood is now owned by Miss Abigail Halsey, and the homestead by the Rev. Jesse Halsey. The old house and lot of Phineas Howell was sold by him to Ebenezr Jagger in 1772. He had a tan yard on the premises, and was the great-grandfather of Mr. Hubert Jagger. In later years the house and lot belonged to Mr. Aja Halsey, who tore down the old house and built a new one and which, after passing through several hands now belongs to John Cavanagh.

We may add that Abner Howell did not live on that tract. His home lot, which was that of his father’s before him, was where Mr. Livingston Bowden now lives. He was the village blacksmith and the relics of his shop were plainly visible some years ago, when the road was ploughed up on Bowden Square.

The south part of the triangle was given by Abner Howell to his son, David Howell, who built a house upon it about 1750. In 1770, the main street of Southampton was surveyed from the beach to the road at Long Springs and David Howell’s house is there mentioned. Like most houses of that time it was built on the line of the street. The present door yard has been taken in from the highway but no one is any the worse for it. David Howell was a silversmith and learned his trade from Capt. Elias Pelletreau. We have seen spoons made by him and stamped with his name. On May 10^th, 1782, David Howell sold his house and lot to Col. Josiah Smith of Moriches for £400, or $2,00. As the lot included what is now Mr. Donnelly’s property, it is worth as much today. What became of David Howell we do not know but he may have gone West like his brother. Colonel Josiah Smith bought this place for his daughter Hannah, who married Elias Pelletreau, and they lived there many years keeping a store, which did a large business for those days. Flax was a staple article and was raised in large quantities and taken in trade but times have changed and there has not been an ounce of flax raised in Southampton for nearly 100 years. We may as well mention that another article of extensive sales was West India rum. In the latter part of his life Elias Pelletreau purchased a large farm at the south end of the village, with a house still standing and well known as the Hollyhocks.

After the death of Elias Pelletreau, the David Howell, house and lot was sold to Benjamin Howell and after passing through one or two hands it came into possession of Capt. Austin Herrick and is now owned by his descendents who are well known to us all. The house which still remains, was built originally after the standard style of those times, with a long sloping roof on one side, but at some later period it was changed, and by making gambrel roof with dormer windows, it was made practically a two-story house. In old times, when land was cheap, houses were built large on the ground, the upper part was a necessary evil, and it was not necessary to put one house on another. It has stood the storms of more than 160 years and will outlast many of the flashy houses of the present time.

The person who sees Mr. Dawson’s place would hardly believe that it is a hundred years old. So much has been added that it looks like a new house, but the original house has passed its 100^th mark long years ago, and hereby hangs a tale.

In the early part of the last century, the farm at the north end, now owned by Mr. James E. Foster, was the homestead of John Bishop and his wife Jerusha, both models of short-sighted penuriousness. The story goes, and we have heard it repeated by those who evidently believed it, that they were left this farm and much other land, with the condition that they were to support two maiden sisters until their death or marriage. They seem to have been well convinced that the former would happen first and they might have to wait a long time for that, and they worried about certain sharp individuals, and there were sharp people even in those virtuous days, and they were Squire William Herrick, Rufus Sayre, and Joel Jacobs, made them the offer to take the girls off their hands and support them until they were dead or married, in exchange for their farm and some other lands, among which we believe was a lot at Halsey’s neck, now owned by Edward. H. Foster, Esq. They accepted the offer and congratulated themselves on their grand stroke of luck. One of the characters in “Uncle Tom’s Cabin” says, “Gals is mighty on certain things. If you think they have gone one way they are sure to be gone the other.” With that perversity, so peculiar to the female sex, these girls, who were expected never to marry, were both married within a year. The Bishops then repented in sackcloth and ashes, that they had parted with their land so easily. The house on the farm was sold to Paul Sayre, the grandfather of our well-known townsman, Mr. Rufus Sayre, and he moved it to its present site where he purchased a small piece of land of the proprietors. This is the 100^th anniversary of its moving and it is certain that it was of some age at the time. Here Paul Sayre lived and died, and his daughter, Miss Nancy Sayre, with a sister lived there within our recollection.

As for the Bishops’ story we hardly know what to say. There are some things which make us doubt it, but as the Italian saying is, “If it is not true, it is well made up.”

The Jesse Halsey Manuscript Collection. Special Collections, Princeton Theological Seminary Library. 

Memorials of the North End | Part One

49 No. Main Street | 1833-1940 | Southampton | Abigail Fithian Halsey

by Lizbeth Halsey White

Paper read before a meeting of Southampton Colony Chapter, Daughters of the American Revolution, on March 19, by Mrs. Edward (Lizbeth) P. White, 1929

In the earliest days of the village the triangle of land bounded by Main Street, Bowden Square and North Sea Road was common land, for some time after that on every side had been occupied.

Early in 1700 this was bought by Abner Howell, son of Col Josiah, who lived on he Bowden property. Abner Howell divided it between his two sons. To David he gave the south portion which included the plot where in the early 1840s Capt. Daniel Jagger built his home. This is now the home of Wm. L. Donnelly. To Phineas Howell was given the north portion of the Triangle. On the west half of his lot he built a tan-yard, which he afterwards sold to Ebenezer Jagger and removed from the village.

The Main Street part of the lot was purchased in 1788 by Annanias Halsey, whose son Urah lived across the street in the Wilman Halsey house and whose daughter, Susan, lived to very old age in the little house which stood on the front of the lot now owned by Abigail Halsey. This house and also the Nancy Sayre house is now in Tuckahoe.

On the Seven Ponds road to the Water Mill, on the edge of the Piggery Golf Links, is a very charming little old house which about the year 1800 stood beside the mill stream just opposite to the old Water Mill. Into it came a young bride Phebe Rogers and her husband Charles Fithian Halsey. They purchased a farm and he was miller in the windmill, (still standing) not far from their home. Three boys and three girls came to them and the father died. Desiring to give her boys a trade Phebe sold the farm and moved her family to New York City—then a three-days journey by stage-coach. She apprenticed the boys for four years to learn the mason’s trade. At that time (1820) New York City had begun its phenomenal growth, thought it was still a country village as compared with the city of today. Wall and Canal Streets were being built up, and Greenwich Village was a residential suburb.

There in Grove Street in 1827 the youthful masons built a home for their family use, and when Henry, the eldest son, returned to Water Mill for his bride, it was in the Grove Street house that they made their first home. But eastern Long Island beckoned and the family returned.

“Capt. Harry” Halsey in 1831 bought the plot on the triangle owned by Annanias Halsey and built his home thereon. The house in Grove Street is still standing and the wooden mantels and paneled and reeded casings of doors and windows were exactly copied in the little parlor of their home in the North End. In a room, now a part of the kitchen, “Miss Amanda” kept her Dame school and there are a few still with us who remember her as their first teacher. Opening out from the school room was a dark stairway where her pupils were banished by way of punishment. While she was having recitations they would pull off their shoes and steal to the kitchen chamber above and have no end of fun, as children do, when they can find an attic to play in.

“Miss Amanda” loved poetry and flowers and the perennials she planted still bloom in the little old garden. Some of her punishments, after she had tried them out on herself, she abandoned. A big pewter horn hung high in its place on the wall and nothing was allowed to break the routine of the little schoolroom except when a whale-rally was on at the beach and “Capt. Harry,” without ceremony, rushed in for the horn that he might do his part in passing the signal which meant “Whale off shore! All hands to the beach!”

Both of Capt. Harry’s brothers became whaling captains but he bought a farm and worked on at his mason’s trade. His title of “Captain” came to him as wrecking master. Before the Life-Saving Service was established (1876) and nearly all ships were sailing vessels, wrecks along the shore were not infrequent and the wrecking crews were a necessary and important organization.

For so many years when Sag Harbor was a prominent whaling port and her harbor was busy with ships it became the Mecca of every man, and especially of every boy, to go to the Harbor and see the ships.

Capt. Harry Halsey, when a boy of twelve years, had been permitted to pay a visit to his cousins living there. A ship came in bringing the news of the signing of the Peace between England and the United States, after the War of 1812-14. His first impulse was to carry home the good news as quickly as possible. So, in his boyish enthusiasm, he ran all the way to this home crying “Peace! Peace!” and this is the way the news was brought to Water Mill. The boy had been named for his great-uncle Henry Halsey who was Capt. of a Privateer during the Revolution and who lost his life in the Battle of Groton Heights. His name with other patriots who fell at that time is engraved on the monument there. He with his brother Jesse, after hearing the news of the Battle of Lexington, rowed across Long Island Sound in a row-boat and enlisted in the Continental Army. Jesse Halsey served throughout the war and won the rank of Captain.

In the April number of the Scribner’s magazine (1929) is an article written by Thomas Boyd entitled, “How Mad Was Anthony Wayne?” The article describes the evacuation of the City of Philadelphia by the British Forces and the Battle of Monmouth Court-house. The incident described on page 436 verifies a tradition cherished by the numerous descendants of Jesse Halsey, the Patriot, who at the time was near Gen. Washington and heard his reprimand of Gen. Charles Lee for his disobedience of orders and his cowardly retreat. He felt the reprimand, though severe, was just and well deserved.

He told also of the severe heat of that eventful day and said that more men die from the intense heat than from the guns. This favored the Americans for though many had frozen in their homespun garments during the previous severe winter at Valley Forge, on this hottest of July days the homespun-clad army had the advantage over the enemy. In their heavy and much-decorated cloth uniforms.

Capt. Jesse Halsey, brother of Capt. Harry, built the house which is now the home of Dr. David Hallock. The sister, Elizabeth, married Capt. William Fowler and settled just north of the Burying Ground. Her husband was a whaling Captain and he also spent several years in California during the gold-rush. Three of their sons went on whaling voyages and never returned. Dear Aunt Libbie Fowler! Who never heard the click of the gate without a throb! She had an overwhelming sympathy for others in time of need. In sorrow and in illness she became the neighborhood mother, and there are many who remember her for her kindly deeds.

To return to the Triangle, the southern half of which had been given to David Howell. It was he who about 1750 built the well-preserved old house which long since became the home of the Herricks. David Howell was a silversmith and just when he left Southampton we have no record. It is certain that his house was occupied by the British officers during the Revolution, and it is safe to assume that he was one of the many refugees to Conn. So many of the homes of the villagers changed ownership after the Revolution. This, in 1772, was purchased by Col. Josiah Smith of Moriches for his daughter, Hannah, who had married Elias Pelletreau. He was a merchant and the store which he built remained for many years attached to the house on the south. His wife, Hannah, was very deaf, caused by the effects of cold and exposure when endeavoring to relieve her father who for some time was imprisoned by the enemy in the Provost Prison in New York City.

She made very possible effort to relieve his distress, for imagination would fail to reveal the miseries of an enemy prison during those bitter years.

Courtesy Lizbeth Halsey White Files, Southampton Historical Museum Archives and Research Center