Brooklyn Daily Eagle, March 26, 1895.

The following is a fun tale about Mike, the female Williamsburg Post Office cat. Not only was Mike misnamed, she was “missent.” If there had been an Internet back then, this story would have surely gone viral.

The Cat Is Out of the Bag

You’ve no doubt heard the term, “Letting the cat out of the bag.” In Old New York, it was more like getting the cat out of the bag. The mail bag, that is.

There was Eurita, a drug store cat who sprang from a mail pouch after being mailed to the Branch Post Office H on Lexington Avenue and 44th Street. And there was Kelly, the cat who sailed from England to New York sealed in a mail sack for eight days. I even wrote about a man who mailed a kitten to his niece in Yorkville by way of parcel post.

This is Kelly, who spent 8 days without food and water in a sealed mail sack on board the RMS Aquitania
This is Kelly, who spent 8 days without food and water in a sealed mail sack on board the RMS Aquitania, which sailed from England to New York in December 1920. Brooklyn Daily Eagle, January 2, 1921

None of these cats, however, were post office cats. Sure, postal workers at the City Hall Post Office often sent kittens through the mail to other post offices in need of a few good mousers. But Mike was a post office cat who should have known better than to take a cat nap in a mail bag.

No one could tell the press where Mike came from, or why the mother of so many kittens should bear such a name. But she purred her way into the hearts of everyone working at the post office many years earlier. And so the “whole office was chopfallen” when she disappeared.

The story began on March 14, 1895, the day Mike disappeared from the Williamsburg Post Office (aka Station W) on the northwest corner of Bedford Avenue and South 5th Street. That day, a sack of newspapers destined for a foreign port arrived at the General Post Office in Manhattan. The origin of the mail bag was Station W.

As clerks began setting set aside a large pile of mail sacks for the next journey on a steamship, clerk A.J. Eamley heard some faint “meows” coming from somewhere in the room. Upon investigation, he discovered that the pathetic cries were coming from inside a large newspaper bag. When he opened the sack, a disheveled black and white cat jumped out.

Had this not been a federal post office, Eamley would have probably tossed the cat aside and went on with his work. But because it was illegal to send live cats through the mail, Eamley submitted a short and sweet official report to Postmaster Charles Willoughby Dayton: “I have to report that a live cat was forwarded to this office in a sack of newspapers under the accompanying label.”

Postmaster Dayton forwarded the report to Superintendent R.C. Jackson of the New York office, along with his own note stating, “Evidently this has been missent.” Superintendent Jackson responded, “What information can be furnished by your office regarding the missending of this cat?”

Mike, the Williamsburg Post Office cat. Brooklyn Daily Eagle, March 25, 1895.
Mike, the Williamsburg Post Office cat. Brooklyn Daily Eagle, March 25, 1895.

Postmaster Dayton forwarded the correspondence to the Williamsburg Post Office with a request that a report be submitted at the earliest possible moment. Meanwhile, as all these notes were passing back and forth, Mike feasted on the milk that the clerks provided for her and napped in a sunny spot on the mailroom floor.

When Station W Superintendent Francis A. Morris received the correspondence from Postmaster Dayton, he prepared the following report:

This inquiry relates to our office cat, a highly prized animal. She was of an inquiring turn of mind and happened to be in the foreign paper sack at the time of dispatch. Clerk Taylor did not know of her presence there and tied up and forwarded the sack to your office. We will very cheerfully pay all expenses incurred by the present custodians for board, maintenance, etc., if they will return her in good condition to this office.”

Postmaster Dayton sent Morris’s report to Superintendent Jackson, who in turn sent the following communication to Dayton:

To Postmaster Dayton, inviting attention to the information furnished by the postmaster at Brooklyn, N.Y.–Can the request of the superintendent of Branch W be complied with?

Postmaster Dayton replied:

In accordance with the request of the superintendent of Branch W (Brooklyn), I have to inform you that the cat has been returned by special messenger free of all charges.”

The following day, Superintendent Morris sent a note to Superintendent Jackson:

The cat came back in an improved condition. Please convey to the honorable postmaster of New York, N.Y. my most sincere thanks for the courtesy shown this office.”

Upon Mike’s return to the Williamsburg Post Office, Superintendent Morris issued an order that extra care be taken to see that the cat was not accidentally shipped abroad. Mike didn’t have much to say about her adventure (although she may have warned her kittens about the dangers of mail bags), but the clerks said she appeared to be more careful about taking naps in mail pouches.

This concludes the story of Mike the cat. If you are interested in learning more about the history of Williamsburg and its postal services, the next section is for you.

History of the Williamsburg Post Office

When Mike was serving as a post office cat, the Williamsburg branch post office was in its fourth location, occupying a large, one-story domed building at 378-380 Bedford Avenue. The building also had an annex with an entrance on South 5th Street.

Location of Williamsburg Post Office, 1899 map
During the 1890s, the Williamsburg Post Office was at Bedford Avenue and S. 5th Street, directly across from a hotel that was at this time called the Hotel Andrews. 1898 map, NYPL digital collections.

In the 17th century, this part of Williamsburg was known as the Keike or Lookout, in reference to a high point of land along the East River from the Wallabout Bay north to present-day North 4th Street. One of the first settlers on this land was a ship carpenter named Lambert Huybertsen Moll, who had purchased some land from Cornelis Jacobsen Stille.

Moll received a land grant for the triangular tract from the West India Company on September 7, 1641. The West India Company had purchased the land from the natives in 1638.

When Moll moved to Esopus, New York, in about 1663, the land became the property of Jacobus Kip (of today’s Kip’s Bay in Manhattan). Over the years, the land was split up into north and south sections and passed from Kip’s estate to James Bobin, Abraham Kershow, Jean Meserole, David Moleanaer (Miller), and Frederick Devoe, among others. The Kershow and Miller farms on the east shore of the Wallabout Bay are noted on the 1767 map below.  

In 1828, Devoe had his property of about 12 acres extending from the river to 7th Street (now Havemeyer Street) and along South 5th and South 6th Streets surveyed into village lots and mapped. It was on this land that Mike the cat made her home in the 1890s.

Williamsburg, 1867 Stiles Map of Brooklyn
Some of the old farms of Williamsburg are shown on the 1867 Stiles Map of Brooklyn.
Frederick Devoe tract, 1855 Brooklyn map
The Frederick Devoe tract (blue arrow), Plan of the City of Brooklyn, 1855. The Peck Slip Ferry can be seen crossing the East River.

The origins of postal services in Williamsburg date to the mid-1800s, when there were only 3 post offices in all of Brooklyn, including a branch at Greenpoint and the General Post Office that served all the other neighborhoods.

Post Office hours from Brooklyn City Directory, 1857-62.
Post Office hours from Brooklyn City Directory, 1857-62. At this time, there were only three post offices in Brooklyn.

The Brooklyn post offices did not occupy government-owned buildings at this time, but rather leased space in storefronts, hotels, and other places of business. In the 1840s, the Williamsburg post office was located in the drug store of Chauncy L. Cooke on First Street (Kent Avenue) between Grand and N. 1st Street. This post office served the Eastern District, which included Williamsburg, Bushwick, and North Brooklyn.

In the 1850s, the post office was centrally located at what was then 141 Grand Street, between Fourth and Fifth Streets (present-day Bedford and Driggs Avenues). Back when the district extended only from Bushwick Creek to Broadway, Grand Street was a significant central street. All the principal stores were on this street, and the ferry station at the foot of Grand Street created much foot traffic comprising residents and travelers alike.

Ferry Landing, Williamsburg, 1835
With its ferry landing and prominent shops, Grand Street was the main street of Williamsburg in the early 1800s. By 1835, there was a new ferry from S. 7th Street to Peck Slip, Manhattan.

As the district extended to Flushing Avenue (South Williamsburg), Grand Street was no longer considered a central location. Now the majority of the people in the district were travelling down South 7th Street (which merged into Broadway in 1860) to take the ferries to Peck Slip, Manhattan. Husted and Kendall’s stage ran every half hour from the ferry along Broadway to the Franklin Hotel at the corner of Broadway and Myrtle Avenue.

William Wall, mayor of Williamsburgh, Brooklyn
William Wall

One prominent resident who recognized this shift was William Wall (1800-1872), the second and last Mayor of the City of Williamsburgh and the owner of a rope walk at Bushwick Avenue and Marshall Street. Wall, who had served in Congress during the Civil War, realized that an executive hotel in the finest section of Williamsburg was necessary.

So in 1855 he founded the Wall House hotel on the northeast corner of Fourth Street (Bedford Avenue) and South 5th Street. The hotel, which was the first and only hotel in the Eastern District for many years, opened in May 1856.

The 75×50-foot, four-story with basement hotel featured 40 rooms, a large dining room, and a cafe. Many of the early guests were families who “did not care to encounter the cares of house-keeping.” The first proprietor was A.H. Bellows.

Sometime around 1862, plans were made to move the post office to a more central location. Government agents listened to all the objections of residents who were furious that the post office was moving “to an obscure corner of Williamsburgh,” but a decision had already been made.

William Wall House, Williamsburgh
There are no photos of the old Wall House Hotel, but this was William Wall’s house at 66 South 9th Street near Wythe Avenue. The circa 1850 home was torn down in 1914. NYPL digital collections. 

A new Williamsburg Post Office (aka Station W) opened in the Wall House hotel in May 1862, under Postmaster John S. Allen. The post office occupied a small space, about the size of a small store, on the ground floor of the brownstone hotel.

The post office made another move in June 1874, this time across Fourth Street to the former home of Dr. Lucius Noyes Palmer on the northwest corner of S. 5th Street (later known as 382 Bedford Avenue). Dr. Palmer, a beloved physician, had lived in this home until about 1860, when he moved across the street to a frame house on the southwest corner, where he died in June 1885.

Under Postmaster Talbot, the 25×75-foot post office was refurbished with swinging doors and a plate-glass front, and featured black walnut fittings. Talbot surmised the new space would be more than adequate to meet the demands of the district for some time to come.

In 1874, the district had 20 mail carriers and 5 clerks. By 1892, there were 61 carriers and 16 clerks. The old Palmer house was too small to accommodate the post office.

The home of Lucius N. Palmer and the Williamsburg Post Office is shown on this 1884 map.
The home of Lucius N. Palmer and the Williamsburg Post Office is shown on this 1884 map. The Wall House hotel is across the street.
In June 1892, under a contract with J. Culbert Palmer, workmen began tearing down the four old buildings owned by the Palmer estate, including those occupied by the post office, a book shop leased by D.S. Holmes, the Republican Club headquarters (known as Old Homestead Hall), and Eureka Hall. Three one-story buildings of "fancy stone" with domes and skylights were erected and rented to the Station W post office for $2,500 a year. It was about this time that Mike the cat moved in. 
From about 1900 to 1928, this building served as the Williamsburg Post Office. 236 Broadway
From about 1900 to 1928, this building served as the Williamsburg Post Office. NYC Department of Records tax photos, 1940
In 1899, the post office moved again when Palmer offered the Bedford Avenue building for use as a new library branch for the Eastern District. 

The Station W post office moved into a two-story brick and limestone building at 236 Broadway, just opposite the Williamsburg Bridge plaza. I don't know if Mike was still around, but the building does not look like it would have been welcoming to a cat and her kittens. 

During this time period, the old Wall House hotel changed hands a few times. For several years it was owned by Paul Wiedmann and known as the Hotel Boswyck. It was renovated in 1890 and leased to Frank B. and Fred G. Andrews, who took over as proprietors in July 1895 and renamed it the Hotel Andrews.

But in 1896, construction began on a new East River bridge (Williamsburg Bridge). By 1901, all the buildings along S. 5th Street in this area, including the post office, Hotel Andrews, and St. Mark's Church, were being razed to make way for the approach to the new bridge. 
 
St. Mark's Episcopal Church, Bedford Avenue and S. 5th Street, Williamsburg
St. Mark’s Episcopal Church on the southeast corner of Bedford Avenue and S. 5th Street was one victim of the Williamsburg Bridge. The whitewashed frame and stone chapel was built in a cornfield surrounded by a wall of huge boulders in 1838. Back then, the land in this area was filled with gardens and fields where cows, goats, and pigs roamed freely.
In April 1928, under Postmaster Albert Firmin and Superintendent Edward Thompson, Station W moved for the last time (as of now) to 263 South 4th Street at Marcy Avenue. Neither of these buildings look like they'd make a good home for a cat like Mike and her kittens. 
Williamsburg Post Office, 1940 tax photo
The post office moved into its current building in 1928. NYC Department of Records tax photos, 1940
Butch, mascot of Fort Hamilton Fire Department. Brooklyn Public Library Digital Collections
Butch, mascot of Fort Hamilton Fire Department. Brooklyn Public Library Digital Collections (low-res file).

During World War II, the United States Army Garrison at Fort Hamilton in Brooklyn was an important staging area for the New York Port of Embarkation.

At the start of America’s involvement in the war, more than 100 new structures sprang up within the fort limits, including temporary barracks, warehouses, a theater, service club, signal office, hospital buildings, and even a new fire station for the Fort Hamilton Fire Department.

The Fort Hamilton Fire Department, installed in December 1941, was one of many military installations within New York City that had a paid civilian fire department and fire apparatus during and after World War II, including Fort Jay on Governor’s Island, Fort Wadsworth on Staten Island, and Camp Rockaway in Queens.

Courtesy, Harbor Defense Museum

These federal fire departments cooperated with the FDNY and operated at fires with FDNY units. Chief Gustav R. Moje, a former FDNY captain with Engine 88 in the Bronx who had retired in 1936 after 32 years of service (including several years as a lieutenant with Engine Company 8), took charge of organizing and overseeing the department.

The department started off with 10 city firemen who were on the FDNY appointment list, but for whom city funds had not yet been allotted. These men received a 6-month leave of absence to help organize the army post department, after which they returned to the FDNY. Following this period, Chief Moje was responsible for training enlisted men as firefighters.

Butch and Chief Gustav R. Moje of the Fort Hamilton Fire Department. Brooklyn Public Library Digital Collections
Butch and Chief Gustav R. Moje of the Fort Hamilton Fire Department. Brooklyn Public Library Digital Collections (low-res file).

By 1947, the Fort Hamilton Fire Department had a force of 27 enlisted men plus 4 civilian assistant and senior firefighters. The company also included a mascot dog named Butch.

Next to Chief Moje, Butch had the longest record of service with the department. He had showed up shivering and without a license outside the chief’s quarters on a frosty winter night shortly after the department was organized.

Described as a “waddling fox terrier” with a stumpy tail, Butch was a fighting fireman—albeit he didn’t fight fires, but rather other dogs on the post. “That’s why he hasn’t hardly any teeth left,” Assistant Chief Adolph Salvano told the Brooklyn Daily Eagle. “He’ll tackle any dog regardless of size.”

Fort Hamilton Fire Department. Brooklyn Public Library Digital Collections
Fort Hamilton Fire Department. Brooklyn Public Library Digital Collections (low-res file).
Aerial view of Fort Hamilton, 1944. Courtesy, Harbor Defense Museum
Aerial view of Fort Hamilton Army Garrison, 1944. Courtesy, Harbor Defense Museum
Some of the frame houses protected by Butch and the men of the Fort Hamilton Fire Department.
Some of the frame houses protected by Butch and the men of the Fort Hamilton Fire Department.

Fort Hamilton: Origin of the Bronx Cheer?

The Rodman Gun, aka Old Big Mouth. Brooklyn Public Library Digital Collections (low-res file)
The Rodman Gun, aka Old Big Mouth. Brooklyn Public Library Digital Collections (low-res file)

During his 6 years as head of the Fort Hamilton Fire Department, Chief Moje collected many anecdotes about the post. One such trivial anecdote involved the origins of the term “Bronx cheer,” which Merriam-Webster defines as a boo, catcall, hiss, hoot, jeer, or raspberry.

The story refers to a large cannon, the Rodman gun (named for ordinance pioneer Thomas Jackson Rodman), still standing outside the fort limits at Fort Hamilton Park, in John Paul Jones Park.

Once called “Old Big Mouth” and heralded as the biggest gun the world for its 20-inch bore, the mammoth cannon was constructed in 1864 at the Port Pitt foundry, Pittsburgh. Soon after its construction, it was mounted at Fort Hamilton overlooking the Narrows to protect New York Harbor. 

The 20-caliber Rodman gun reportedly inspired author Jules Verne’s conception of a cannon that could shoot men into space in his book “From the Earth to the Moon” (1865).


The Rodman gun in transit to Fort Hamilton on a Pennsylvania Railroad flatbed train car, 1864. Library of Congress.
The Rodman gun in transit to Fort Hamilton on a Pennsylvania Railroad flatbed train car, 1864. Library of Congress.

On October 26, 1864, at the cannon’s first firing trial, the Department of Charities and Correction steamer Bronx cruised by with about 1,000 passengers aboard. The cannon’s first discharge was a blank cartridge fired by 100 pounds of power. The gun boomed, recoiled a bit, and that was it.

Expecting a much bigger noise, the Bronx passengers were quite disappointed. For its second trial firing, the men aimed the cannon—crammed with 50 pounds of powder and a solid iron ball weighing 1,800 pounds—toward Staten Island. The shot traveled a quarter of a mile, bounced a few times on the water, and sank.

The Bronx crowd booed and jeered at the unsatisfactory display. As a reporter for the New York Daily News concluded after sharing this tale of Old Big Mouth, history does not say if this incident was in fact the origins of the “Bronx cheer.”  But it could be, and that, in fact, makes it a fun story to share.

Vintage photo fire dog
Vintage fire dog; photo by Armory Stewart.

Jack was a bona fide fire dog of Old New York, but the 10-year-old Dalmatian was also called a professional tramp. That’s because in his early days, before he became a hero, Jack was not completely loyal to his official company, Ladder 9 on Elizabeth Street.

Sure, Jack stayed close to his men and the truck at every fire scene, but once the chiefs began releasing companies, he’d choose whichever one packed up and returned to quarters first. In this way, Jack visited about every firehouse in the city.

Though he didn’t have a license, Jack was never at risk walking throughout the city: dog catchers had strict orders from the Bergh Society (Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Animals) to give him free reign, and they could tell Jack from other Dalmatians because he was “much larger and fatter and also handsomer than the majority of that clan.”

Michael F. Lyons operated his restaurant on the Bowery from 1872 to 1905. Lyons died in November 1921 at the age of 78.
Michael F. Lyons operated his popular restaurant on the Bowery from 1872 to 1905. Lyons died in November 1921 at the age of 78.

Following these visits, the tramp fire dog would return to the Ladder 9 firehouse at 209 Elizabeth Street “and slink into his home like a culprit.”        

Described as a “stocky-built dog with jet black head and saddle,” Jack was not only a tramp, but he was also a big eater, sometimes eating eight times a day at Michael F. Lyons’ restaurant at 259 Bowery. Lyons’ restaurant was a popular rendezvous during the Bowery’s halcyon days, so no doubt Jack came to know many movers and shakers.

One of the most prominent patrons of the restaurant during Jack’s reign at Ladder 9 was Police Commissioner Teddy Roosevelt, who ate most his meals at Lyons’ place while he was carrying a big stick at police headquarters on Mulberry Street (his favorite dish was a slice of roast beef with vegetables, pie, and a mug of ale). Roosevelt loved animals and served as police commissioner from 1895 to 1897, so one can be sure that Jack did some hobnobbing with the future president while they were both dining at Mike Lyons’ place.

Unlike most patrons who had to pay for their meals, Jack dined at Lyons’ restaurant for free as his lifetime award for saving the life of a veteran volunteer fireman. The rescue came during a fire on December 20, 1895, at Military Hall, an old and historic meeting hall, ballroom, and lodging house at 193 Bowery.

Military Hall, 193 Bowery
Military Hall was an historic assembly hall dating back as early as the 1820s.

According to the New York World, Policeman Farley of the Eldridge Street police station had discovered the fire in George Groveling’s saloon at 3:15 a.m. When Ladder 9 arrived at the four-story building one minute later, Foreman Charles W. Kruger and Fireman Pat Hanberry could hear shouts coming from the lodging rooms upstairs. They broke through the front door and rushed through the saloon toward the stairs, but the thick black smoke drove them back.

As the janitor of Military Hall and another man came hurrying down the steps, Jack began howling. He headed up the stairs and into a large dance hall. There he found James Hogan—also known as the Bowery Wonder (because everyone wondered what the disabled man did for a living)—asleep on a bench.

Here’s what Hogan, a Civil War veteran and veteran fire laddie, told a reporter about the fire and his rescue:

Right on top of me, snarling and growling, was a big fat dog, rolling me over and over. The room was pitch dark and full of smoke, and I thought I was done for and on the other side of eternity. Just then a flame shot up a few yards away, and it was only then that I was able to take in the situation.

The house was afire, and the dog had been trying his level best to make me understand it. I jumped to my feet, but for the life of me I wouldn’t have known which way to run if it hadn’t been for the pup. He’s a corker, he is. He just took my sleeve between his teeth and began pulling me in the direction of the flames.

I made up my mind that the pup was sent by Providence, and so I followed him right clean through the blaze and the smoke, and he led me safe and sound to the street.”

Ladder 9 was stationed at 209 Elizabeth Street until it was relocated to 42 Great Jones Street in 1948. 1940 NYC Dept of Records tax photos
Ladder 9 was stationed in the circa 1883 firehouse at 209 Elizabeth Street until it relocated to 42 Great Jones Street in 1948. NYC Department of Records tax photos, 1940

After Jack and Hogan reached the ground floor, the firemen hustled Hogan outside and poured a tub of ale over him to cool him off. When a reporter sought to interview the dog, the men told him to go to Lyons’ restaurant, where he’d find the dog in the kitchen eating “a luxurious dinner.”

Although Jack declined to talk about his good deed, the men of Ladder 9 were more than willing to praise him, believing that the dog was the reincarnation of a dead fire vamp. Lyons rewarded Jack for his lifesaving heroics by giving his employees a standing order to feed the dog at no charge.

From that day on, Jack cut back on his tramping ways so he could stay close to the Bowery and his favorite firehouse and restaurant.

209 Elizabeth Street, 1951
MCNY
When this photo was taken in 1951, 209 Elizabeth Street was home to Police Emergency Squad 2. Note the old frame buildings to the right–they would have been there in Jack’s days. Museum of the City of New York Collections

Four years after saving Hogan, on August 17, 1899, Jack met his sudden death at Elizabeth and Prince Streets. One of the new horses attached to the four-ton ladder truck accidentally kicked Jack, sending him rolling on the street. Before he could get up, the wheels of the truck ran over his neck, killing him instantly.

Foreman Green had no choice but to pull his lifeless body onto the truck and continue to the fire. The men told the grieving visitors that they would have his body stuffed and placed in the Ladder 9 firehouse.

Bum in June 1914, after winning a lifesaving medal at the annual Workhorse Parade.
Bum in June 1914, after winning a lifesaving medal at the annual Workhorse Parade.

One New Yorker who was especially touched by the death of Jack was Jefferson Seligman, a New York banker whose wealthy family took great interest in the fire department. He was so affected by the firemen’s loss that he presented a new Dalmatian to Ladder 9. The firemen named their new dog Swipes and immediately began training him in the art of four-legged firefighting.


About 10 years after Jack’s reign, another dog named Bum ran with Ladder 9. Bum was actually a police dog attached to the 12th Precinct on Mulberry Street, but he loved nothing more than responding to the big fires with Ladder 9 and Engine 13.

Like Jack, Bum was a lifesaving dog. You can read his full story by clicking here.


“A Corner in Cats” Was Filmed at the Gaumont Company Studios in Flushing, Queens

A Corner in Cats
Could this be a stray cat from Flushing, Queens, or a cat from the Bide-a-Wee Home? There's a good chance it is!
Could this tabby who played the role of Cash the cat be a stray cat from Flushing, Queens, or a cat from the Bideawee Home? There’s a good chance it is!

When Edwin Middleton, director of the Gaumont Company studio’s comedic moving picture “A Corner in Cats” needed dozens of feline extras for the film, he turned to the streets of Flushing and the Bideawee home for animals in Manhattan. He had already hired every professional “movie cat” available at the rate of five cents a day (perhaps he rented these cats from Miss Elizabeth Kingston, who ran a cattery called “Kingston Kattery” in Richmond Hill from which she rented trained cats to film studios).

But the director was still about 100 cats short.

Although vaudeville dancer and silent comic film actress Cissy Fitzgerald received top billing, the real stars of “A Corner in Cats” were, well, the cats. Without adequate felines, the film would have been a flop.

In the film, two enterprising crooks (played by Fitzgerald and comedic actor Bud Ross) go to a town called Boomopolis, where they rent a large public hall. There, they place a sign stating they will pay 50 cents for cats. Then, they order 600 rats to be delivered to the town.

The townsfolk become so desperate to rid the city of rats that they agree to pay the crooked couple $15 for “choice mousers” and $10 for “ordinary cats.” Even those who sold a cat for 50 cents are willing to pay the exorbitant prices to buy them back. As the couple is leaving Boomopolis with their earnings, they pick up a stray cat that they adopt and name him Cash.

Pepper the movie cat
The “movie cats” of the early twentieth century were ordinary cats that had a knack for performing with minimal or no theatrical training. The famous Pepper the cat of Keystone Studios, pictured here, appeared in her first film in 1913.

In order to meet their demand for movie cats, Middleton and the other studio managers placed notices in Flushing advising the public that the studio was in need of all kinds of kitties and was willing to pay and care for them during film production. After the moving picture was made, the Gaumont Company studio would return the cats to their rightful owners.

No surprise, as soon as the neighborhood children learned that the studio was prepared to pay for cats, a large procession of boys carrying all kinds of stray felines made its way to the Gaumont Company studio on Congress Avenue (today’s 137th Street) in Flushing, Queens.

Even with the influx of Flushing street tabbies, Edwin Middleton still needed about 45 more cats for the picture. So, he telephoned Mrs. Harry Ulysses Kibbe (nee Flora D’Auby Jenkins), founder and president of the Bideawee home at 410 East 38th Street in Manhattan. Mrs. Kibbe offered to supply the cats to the studio at no charge, provided the cats were returned to her in the same good condition.

Gaumont hires Bide-a-Wee cats
Philadelphia Evening Ledger, October 18, 1915

And so “forty-five cats, black, white, yellow, gray, slim and fat, old and young, left their happy home at Bideawee…and went out in a big automobile to the Gaumont studio.”

I cannot begin to imagine the scene on the set with more than 100 stray and shelter cats–my house is chaotic with only three domestic cats. So one can only hope they all returned home in good condition with no bites and scratches, and every whisker still in place.

This concludes the cat story, but if you’re interested in New York City history, please read on. The location of this sweet cat tale has ties to secret tunnels in College Point that may have once served as a stop on the Underground Railroad.

The Gaumont Studios at Flushing and College Park

Leon Gaumont

The Gaumont Company established its American studio for processing moving picture films in Flushing, Queens, in 1909. That was the year French inventor Leon Gaumont applied for his first patent for what was called a Gaumont machine.

In April 1909, the Gaumont Company purchased 14 lots on the west side of Congress Avenue (137th Street), north of Park Place (today’s Latimer Place, named for inventor Lewis Latimer). The company erected a rudimentary summer studio with frontage on Park Place (a winter studio was established in Florida).

In 1915, the Gaumont Company purchased several additional large tracts bounded by Linden Avenue (Linden Place), Myrtle Avenue (32nd Ave), Congress Avenue, and Park Place. With the goal of creating the largest moving picture plant in the East, they tore down all the old buildings, including an open-air stage and staff houses, and replaced them with several new buildings.

The new facilities, which included an all-year studio on Linden Avenue (where several companies could work at the same time under glass and artificial light), allowed Gaumont to produce frequent releases of five-reel features known as Mutual Masterpieces.

The blue arrow marks the location of the Gaumont Studio on this 1908 map. The empty lot on the east side of Congress Avenue is now Leavitts Park.
The blue arrow marks the location of the Gaumont Studio on this 1908 map. The empty lot on the east side of Congress Avenue is now Leavitts Park. NYPL Digital Collections

Now, here’s where the historical part of this story gets interesting.

According to a one-paragraph article published in The Billboard on May 23, 1914, the Gaumont Company acquired a 10-acre plot between Flushing and College Point, in an area called Stratton Bluffs, where they erected a large stage for outside work. There was a 24-room mansion on the property, which the company used as a background in the moving pictures and also for dressing rooms, offices, etc.

Perhaps it was here that “A Corner in Cats” was filmed, but I can’t prove that. However, the nondescript mansion intrigued me, so I did some digging and came up with some fascinating historical information about Stratton Bluffs and the mansion itself.

The story begins with the Lawrence family, who, along with the Parsons, Willets, and Bownes, were Flushing’s most prominent settlers during the Colonial period. These settlers, who were religious dissenters from New England, were granted a patent from New Netherland Director William Kieft for the town of Flushing in 1645.

The Lawrences served the American cause during the Revolutionary War, so when the British captured New York City in 1776, the troops destroyed much of their property. Following the Revolutionary War, the Lawrences began selling off their land to pay off their debts. The Strattons were the first family to begin purchasing this land.

This 1658 map of western Long Island shows the towns of Huntington, Flushing, and Jamaica. New York Historical Society.
This 1658 map of western Long Island shows the towns of Huntington (far left), Hempstead, Flushing (bottom center), and Jamaica (center). New York Historical Society.

One of Flushing’s first settlers and patentees was Captain William Lawrence, a ship captain who received about 900 acres of land from the 17,000 acres previously owned by the natives (the Matinecock Tribe) in 1645. He settled on a piece of land called Tew’s Neck, which he renamed Lawrence’s Neck. Tew’s Neck encompassed all of today’s College Point.

According to the New-York Historical Society, William Lawrence owned one indentured servant–an English boy named Bishop–and 10 African slaves who had likely arrived in Flushing through trade with the West Indies. Lawrence was not the only slave owner in Flushing: a 1698 Flushing census notes that there were 113 enslaved Africans in a town of only 530 Europeans.

Fast-forward 100 years to about 1787, when Eliphalet Stratton and his wife Mary Valentine moved from their home in Huntington, Long Island, to Lawrence’s Neck. There, they purchased the the Lawrence farm from Abraham Lawrence. The farm was thereafter called Strattonport. (A large part of the farm was laid out into village lots and incorporated as College Point sometime around 1857.)

1841 map of Flushing, Queens
This map surveyed in 1841 shows the former lands owned by Abraham Lawrence. This section of Lawrence Street was renamed College Point Boulevard in 1969. Brooklyn Public Library.

Eliphalet and Mary lived in the home pictured below, which they built on Stratton Bluffs in 1792 near present-day College Point Boulevard and Graham Court.

The Eliphalet Stratton house on 13th Street (College Point Blvd), 1924. This site is currently occupied by the Crystal Church of New York. Queens Public Library.
The Eliphalet Stratton house on 13th Street (College Point Blvd), 1924. This site is currently occupied by the Crystal Church of New York. Queens Public Library.
An older view of the Eliphalet Stratton homestead. From: A Book of Strattons, 1908.
An older view of the Eliphalet Stratton homestead. From: A Book of Strattons, 1908.

The Strattons had eight children, including a son name Platt, who inherited the entire estate when Eliphalet passed in 1831. Platt, a shipping magnate, and his wife, Elizabeth Hewlett Jones, had four children. Their daughter Elizabeth married a wealthy English ship master named Captain John Graham.

The mansion that the Gaumont Company purchased to make moving pictures was in fact the old Captain Graham mansion.

The blue arrow marks the Graham mansion on Stratton Bluffs on this 1908 map. NYPL Digital Collection
The blue arrow marks the Graham mansion on Stratton Bluffs on this 1908 map. The Stratton home was across the way, on the east side of 13th Street (College Point Blvd). NYPL Digital Collection
1891 map of Stratton Bluffs
1891 map of Stratton Bluffs, showing building lots and private roads. On this map, the mansion and barn appear to be closer to the main road than in the later map above. Columbia University Libraries.

According to news reports and a 1989 architectural/historical report prepared for the Landmarks Preservation Commission, Captain Graham came to America in 1832 and built the mansion sometime around 1861. The mansion was located on 14 acres of land bounded by present-day 26th Avenue and Graham Court between 121st Street and College Point Boulevard. The estate also included 15 acres of land under water.

Graham reportedly established a farm on his land. According to the 1870 enumeration, he had four horses, two milk cows, four pigs, and four other cattle on his property.

The mansion of Captain John Graham, which was occupied by the Gaumont Company in 1914.
The mansion of Captain John Graham, which was occupied by the Gaumont Company in 1914. Poppenhusen Institute Collections.

One of the features of the estate was a series of brick vaulted caves and tunnels that led from the house to the waterfront. It is reported that there may have been a fireplace in the mansion’s basement which swung open to reveal a manhole leading to these tunnels.

Graham was now a farmer, so perhaps he used the caves for storing produce before shipping it out. Or maybe the tunnels served as a vast wine and spirits cellar.

Interestingly, one rumor suggests the tunnels were used by smugglers to avoid British taxes during the Revolutionary War. If that were true, the tunnels would have pre-existed the mansion by about 90 years.

Other rumors accused Graham of participating in the slave trade; however, according to an article published in the Brooklyn Times Union in 1927, Graham did not trade slaves but rather helped them escape to Canada. This article and other reports suggest that the tunnels may have been a stop on the Underground Railroad. The theory was never proven, but it’s quite feasible given the timeline.

Whatever the tunnels’ intended purpose, local boys reportedly used them as a shortcut to get to the beach on Flushing Bay.

Workers (and perhaps a dog?) cutting through streets discovered the tunnels of the old Graham mansion in 1927. This view is probably looking from Flushing Bay across 26th Street. One theory is that the tunnels served as a stop on the Underground Railroad.
Workers cutting through streets discovered the tunnels of the old Graham mansion in 1927. This view is probably looking from Flushing Bay across 26th Street. Note the dog at left. One theory is that the tunnels served as a stop on the Underground Railroad.

Captain Graham resided at the mansion for about twenty years until his death on March 30, 1882. Manhattan banker Bernard J. Burk lived in the home next, followed by Dr. Paul Kyle, who used the mansion as a boarding school for boys called the Fuerst Institute after his first institute burned to the ground in 1891.

In 1901, the mansion became a private sanitarium, Knickerbocker Hall, operated by Drs. Sylvester and Smith. Seven years later, a Manhattan and Philadelphia realty syndicate purchased the property from Elizabeth J. Graham for $100,000. Plans included a high-class residential park with a wharf and casino. These plans obviously never came to fruition, because in 1914 the Gaumont Company was using the mansion for its moving pictures.

The four gate posts and iron fence were all that remained of the Graham mansion in 1927. Brooklyn Standard Union, May 29, 1927.
The four gate posts and iron fence were all that remained of the Graham mansion in 1927. Brooklyn Standard Union, May 29, 1927.

Sometime around 1917 the mansion was razed. Then in 1927, an auction took place to sell the property, which had been cut up into about 150 building lots.

The auction block was set up on the flagstones that once formed the doorsteps of the mansion. In addition to these flagstones, the four gate posts that marked the entrance to the estate, as well as a hand-wrought iron gate, were still standing. The old barn was also still standing, albeit its roof had been lost in a fire.

It was while men were laying out the building sites and cutting through streets that the old secret tunnels were discovered. If I lived in one the houses now on the site, I’d start digging…

Aerial view of the former site of the Graham mansion in College Point.

Jim, fire horse of Engine 33, New York Public Library
Jim of Engine 33, pre-1885. New York Public Library Digital Collections

Under the 19th-century rules of the Fire Department of New York (FDNY), when horses were no longer fit for the hard service of pulling engines, hose reels, or ladder trucks, the department would sell them at auction to any huckster that needed an old horse to pull his cart or do his dirty work. But no such fate was to come to Jim—at least not if Chief Hugh Bonner or Engine 33 Captain William H. Nash had any say in the matter.

Jim was a large (1,500 pounds) strawberry roan of thoroughbred pedigree, born in Kentucky and thought to be related to Norman, the famous racehorse of American financier August Belmont Jr.

Officially known as registered horse No. 60, Jim began his FDNY career with Engine 33 on Great Jones Street on January 14, 1879, when he was about seven years old. He remained on active and reserve duty for nearly nineteen years until November 4, 1897. For eleven of those years, Jim and his mate drew a heavy first-class engine—the type that in later years was drawn by three horses. Jim was always the off-side horse, meaning he took the right side of the engine.

During his long FDNY tenure, Jim wore out several mates that could not keep up with him. Should the nigh (left) horse loaf around, Jim would turn toward him—even while in full gallop—and nip at the other’s neck to admonish him for goofing off on the job.

One of the few horses that worked well with Jim was another strawberry roan named Jack. Sadly, Jack died while responding to an alarm in May 1881 when the team collided with the Engine 13 tender. A pole plunged twelve inches into the horse’s body, fatally wounding him.

Jim and possibly Jack, Engine 33. NYPL Digital Collections
Jim and probably Jack, Engine 33, pre-1885. NYPL Digital Collections

The company replaced this fallen horse with horse No. 350, whom they also named Jack. Jim and his new partner pulled the engine, and a horse named Jerry drew the tender. The men called them “the three Jays.”

Jim and Jack achieved fame and publicity on October 26, 1883, when they took first prize in the hitch-up drill at the inaugural National Horse Show at Madison Square Garden. The pair beat the competition by hitching into a swinging harness in just under two seconds.

During the show, high-society ladies stroked Jim’s arched neck and millionaires pointed to his muscular flanks and powerful legs while commenting on his massive proportions. Following the event, Engine 33 became a popular place for visitors who had read about the horses and wanted to reward them with sugar cubes.

Sometimes Jim would perform some of his tricks for the visitors, such as “shaking hands,” bowing for candy, and kneeling in a prayer position.

National Horse Show at Madison Square Garden, 1913. Library of Congress Collections.
National Horse Show at Madison Square Garden II, 1913. Library of Congress Collections.

Jerry was also a massive horse at 1,700 pounds. The coal-black horse began his FDNY career with Ladder 7 (Truck 7) in 1876, when he was four years old. He transferred to Engine 33 in 1881, where he earned recognition for his “pluck, strength and ambition.”

One of his greatest feats was pulling the tender on the first night of the Great Blizzard of 1888. On that night, he pulled the tender for one and a half miles, keeping up with the two-horse engine and passing four-horse tenders stuck in the snow.

At times during the storm, Jerry pulled the tender through drifts that were higher than his head. When the engine got so far ahead that it was out of his view, he grew frantic and strained every muscle to catch up with Jim and Jack.

Jerry began his career with Hook and Ladder (Truck) 7 in 1876. This photo was taken around 1910. Library of Congress Collections
Jerry began his career with Hook and Ladder (Truck) 7 in 1876. This photo was taken around 1910. Library of Congress Collections

In December 1889, Engine 33 was called out to a small fire at the New York Hotel. There was no urging required from Driver William E. Wise as Jerry pulled the 7,200-pound tender with 10 men aboard down Great Jones Street and up Broadway.

But as Jerry reached Fourth Street, Fire Patrol 2 came racing down that street, whereupon the two large pieces of apparatus collided. The iron tip of the patrol wagon’s pole plunged six inches into Jerry’s chest.

The driver for the patrol wagon backed up his team to extract the pole from Jerry, who continued to the fire as the blood streamed from the hole. The tender was the first to reach the fire; Jerry was immediately unhitched and led to the department’s horse hospital at 199 Chrystie Street, where veterinary surgeon Joseph Sheehy dressed the horse in large bandages. Jerry was expected to recover following a two-month respite.     


Engine 33 at Broadway and Astor Place in 1905. Museum of the City of New York York

The final fates of Jerry and Jack are not known, but Jim continued his storied career with Engine 33 for several more years, under the care of Driver Charley Specht. Although Jim retired from active duty in 1891, he remained on reserve duty with the dual company’s second section engine until 1897. Calls for the second section were relatively rare, so Jim reportedly acquired a taste for beer and chewing tobacco during this slow period of his career.

Jim’s last day of duty was on November 3, 1897, when he helped pull the engine down to Chambers Street. The horse alongside him was a spare horse known to loaf, and Jim–who was nearly blind at this point–began biting the horse’s neck while galloping in style down the street.

Jim, veteran fire horse, Engine 33. New York World, November 20, 1897
New York World, November 20, 1897

Following this last run, Captain Nash sent Jim to the horse hospital. There, he grew restive and depressed from being away from the action and the sound of the fire gong. When he refused to take his feed, the captain sent Driver Specht to the hospital two or three times a day. Jim would always welcome Specht and eat whatever he placed before him.

In a letter that Captain Nash penned to the Fire Board to request that Jim be allowed to retire with dignity, he wrote extensively of Jim’s intelligence. All the officers and members connected with the company, as well as many distinguished guests who visited the quarters, had expressed the belief that no other horse showed more intelligence than Jim.

At the sound of the gong, Nash wrote, Jim would bound from his stall at full speed and slide along the floor as much as eight feet before stopping directly under his harness. Whenever the men turned him loose on the street for exercise, he would immediately return to his proper place under the harness should the gong sound. He never missed a day of work, and even when showered with broken glass or other falling objects, or deluged with water from a broken hose, he kept on working undisturbed.

Many newspapers across the United States wrote about Jim’s retirement.

“There was never a horse connected with this department who performed so much hard service as faithfully as poor old Jim, to say nothing of the pleasure he gave the many visitors at these quarters by his actions, which showed almost human intelligence,” he concluded.

Chief Bonner also wrote a letter to the board, stating that he fully endorsed the captain’s letter while reiterating the opinion that Jim was one of the most intelligent horses in the department.

“I appeal to the board on behalf of this faithful animal that he be retained in the service of the department and assigned to some company where the duties will be light, and that the Superintendent of Horses be directed to not include in his sale registered No. 60, which is the number assigned to this faithful animal.”

James Rockwell Sheffield
James Rockwell Sheffield pensioned Jim.

Engineer Hugh Burns, who had been in his position since 1869, did not write a letter about Jim, but he did wax sentimental about the beloved horse at the board’s meeting on November 19, 1897. With “an affection for the horse as deep and great as the friendship which exists between man and man,” Burns bragged about all the tricks Jim could do, noting the horse was “like a little child at school” when he was a youngster.

According to Hughes, Jim could turn the faucet on when he wanted water and pull the alarm gong before the attendant could reach it (before the days of electricity, when the gong was rung by hand). He could also distinguish between the men he worked with that he liked and those he disliked.

The letters and speeches worked. The fate that met almost all of New York’s four-legged firefighters was not to be his. Instead of the auction block, Fire Board President James Rockwell Sheffield ordered that Jim be saved from the milk or grocery wagon.

As the horse was old enough to retire on a pension, Sheffield sent Jim to a firehouse in the Bronx (reportedly Engine 52 on Riverdale Avenue), where he would spend his remaining days in green pastures and his nights in the comfort of the quiet firehouse.

Jim spent his final years with Engine 52 at 4550 Riverdale Avenue, organized in August 1884.

“He will feel strange up there in the country, so far from his old engine-house,” Nash told a reporter from the New York World. “You know, an old horse like that, when he finds himself put away, is like an old man retired from business. He potters around for a while and then breaks down altogether, because he has nothing to keep him interested in life.”

Nash said he was sure the horse would receive good care, but he felt certain Jim’s heart would eventually break if he could not answer any more fire alarms.

As of 1902, Jim was the only FDNY fire horse to receive a pension. According to the New York Sun, he lived at the Bronx firehouse for the rest of his life, nibbling the grass along the country lanes and doing tricks for the firemen.

One day the men found Jim in a heap near the firehouse, stricken with paralysis. An officer from the Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Animals (SPCA) humanely dispatched the old horse to put him out of his physical and mental misery. He would have been about 30 years old.