“Biggest Bronze Casting”


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The largest bronze casting made in America as of 1895 was newsworthy enough to be mentioned as far away as McCook, Nebraska, is from Manhattan, where the foundry was located. The subject has the distinction of being a memorial to Charles Loring Brace, to be installed on the facade of the Newsboys’ Lodging House at 9 Duane Street. Here’s a description from the June 22, 1895 edition of The McCook Tribune:

Biggest Bronze Casting

It Is a Memorial to the Founder of the Children’s Aid Society.

The largest bronze casting ever made in the United States has just been successfully completed at the foundry of A. T. Lorme, in Forsyth street, says New York World. It was designed by Architect Leopold Eidlitz and was modeled by Ellin, Kitson & Co. It is a memorial to Charles Loring Brace, who was the founder of the Children’s Aid society, and is to be erected on the corner pier of the second story of the newsboys’ lodging house. It is in the form of a Gothic tablet, with a circular opening in the center, in which will be placed a marble bust of the philanthropist in whose memory it is erected. The height of the casting, which was done in one piece, is 10 feet 6 inches. It is 5 feet 6 inches wide, and the relief is a full 12 inches. Three thousand pounds of standard bronze metal were used in making this handsome memorial. The casting was begun at 6 a.m. day before yesterday and was not completed until the middle of the afternoon. An heroic sitting statue of Peter Cooper, by St. Gaudens, is also finished in bronze in this foundry, but is kept carefully concealed behind a draping of white cloth, the sculptor having given positive orders that “not a soul shall see it” until it is unveiled in public. Mr. Lorme resisted the touching appeal of a World reporter to life up a corner of the cloth, saying: “Mr. St. Gaudens would throw me in my own furnace if I did so.”

“Miss Folsom’s Own Love Story.”


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In June of 1886, newspapers were abuzz with news relating to “Miss Folsom,” AKA Frances Folsom, who married President Grover Cleveland on June 2 in a private ceremony at the White House after being secretly engaged to him since 1885.

This story, published June 12, 1886 in Sag-Harbor’s The Corrector, recounts one moment of her trip home from Europe just prior to the wedding. (She and her mother arrived in New York on May 27.) It’s also recounted—with other, less embellished details—in an essay titled “The Mistress of the White House,” which was published in volume 40 of “Lippincott’s Monthly Magazine.


Miss Folsom’s Own Love Story.

“The most interesting feature of the voyage,” says one who was on the Noordland, which brought Miss Folsom to New York, “was the reading of the little newspaper published on board called THE NORTH ATLANTIC SPRAY. Captain John Codman, of Boston, was the managing editor of the sprightly sheet, while Miss Folsom was honored with the position of editor-in-chief. The paper was not printed on a hand press, as is done on some of the ocean steamers, but the manuscripts as they were sent to the editors to be read aloud in the cabin. The first reading took place on Tuesday evening, May 25th.
Miss Folsom contributed a story, of which the following is a synopsis:
“LITTLE MOLL”—so the story went—was a poor little newsgirl who lived in a dark street in New York. She had a sweet honest face and a clean heart. But, oh, how it ached! And how tired and hungry she was when she climbed the steep, narrow stairs after a weary day’s work. For weeks, months, and years she had walked sore-footed over the hard pavements, selling her papers on the streets. She had a home, but there was no joy in it. She had a father, but he was cruel and filled her life with sorrow. But in the midst of her trouble there came a little ray of sunshine, and she thought that it was as bright as the great sun itself. It was the face of a reporter, who also worked hard for a living. He studied, was ambitious, and hoped to become a learned and useful man. But one thing kept him down. He found little time for reading good books. He was a criminal reporter and lived far away from the dark courts where he spent many a lonely hour. His home was in Brooklyn, and it was only when he reached his room late at night and began to read his favorite authors that he was happy. Then it was that his pale, sad face was most beautiful. One day, when he was eating a sweet voice at his elbow sang out, “Second edition, two cents!”
“The sight of her face, the glance of her innocent blue eyes melted the reporter’s heart. Something that he had heard or seen long, long years before came to him like a faint whisper. He bought a paper and hurried away to the court, where he had a wicked crime to write up. It was not pleasant to write of the dark sins of the great city, but he was a true man, true to the paper he served, so he presented life’s picture as he found it.
Haunting Eyes
“But the haunting eyes of the little newsgirl were ever before him. He could not forget them. He dreamed of them, and once he saw her whole sweet face in a dream, looking wistfully; oh! so wistfully toward him. When he saw her on the streets next day he bought more newspapers than he could read in an hour, and asked her to take him to her hovel.
“I have no home,” she said, “I live in a room with papa; but he beats me and takes all I earn. Mr. Reporter, is it right to take all of a little girl’s money and then scold when she can earn no more? Oh, Mr. Reporter, I gets so weary of this life that I want to die.”
Then the journalist took the poor child to a restaurant and told the man to give her a nice warm dinner. She had never eaten so good a dinner before, and yet the man who lives on Fifth avenue could never have swallowed a mouthful of the poorly cooked food.
Well, to hasten on the story! The journalist became a true friend to the waif. He taught her to read; he told stories and carried her little mind across seas and continents to the great nations on the other side of the world. He became her hero. She had never heard of such a wonderful man. And yet he was only a criminal reporter on a small hard-earned salary. At last the girl came to love him more than anything in the world. Then it was that her miserable father hated her with a fiendish hatred. But he hated the criminal reporter even more wickedly. He followed him, and one night when the ground was covered with snow, he raised a weapon to strike the reporter dead. The young man fell to the pavement, but another sank with a cry beside him. It was the newsgirl. She suspected her father intended some dreadful crime. So she was there to save the life of her friend. Had the weapon spent its full force on his head he would have died. As it was, he lay stunned until the police took him to the hospital. Who can picture the sorrow that filled his heart when he learned that a woman saved his life at the risk of her own! But still greater was his pain when he was told that she was the little newsgirl.
The strong, brave man soon found her. He took her from her home and married her. The wicked old father soon died. Tired of reporting crime, the journalist bought a cottage and a bit of land in New Jersey near the great roaring city. “I now see him,” said the attorney, “sitting in the cottage with his books around him—He is happy. The lamp glows brightly. A face with heaven’s own smile is near his own. He is happy. She is happy. Her mind is filled with knowledge. He rejoices because he has made and saved a life. It is his own.

“It Is Jane Hanrahan’s Body”


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The Sun provides a little more information (really, just a recap of articles from the time of her disappearance) in it’s June 3, 1894 article about Jane Hanrahan:


It is Jane Hanrahan’s Body.

She was a Servant at the Newsboys’ Lodging House, and Disappeared on March 19.

The body of the young woman that was found on Friday on the shore of Governor’s Island was identified at the Morgue yesterday as that of Jane Hanrahan of 12 1/2 Washington street. The identification was made by an aunt of the girl. Jane Hanrahan was 20 years old, good looking, and quiet and reserved in her ways. She had been a servant at the Newsboys’ Lodging House in New Chambers street for sixteen months, but disappeared from there early on the morning of March 19.

On the same morning, and at about the same hour, passengers on a sound steamer that was rounding Battery point saw a girl throw herself into the river. The steamer was in too much of a hurry to turn back to see what had become of the girl, but it is conjectured that she was Miss Hamahan, and that she was drowned. The body found on Governor’s Island had been in the water too long to admit of signs of foul play being seen, if such there were; but her friends cannot believe that the girl committed suicide. They say though that she had several quarrels with the servants at the lodging house just before she disappeared.

Before she left the lodging house she cut off her hair. The body will be buried to-day in Calvary Cemetery.

“The Body of Missing Girl Found”


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The mystery of what happened to Jane Hanrahan, a former servant at the Duane Street lodging house, comes to an end, as reported in the June 3, 1894 edition of the New York Tribune:

The Body of a Missing Girl Found.

The body which was found on the beach at Governor’s Island on Friday has been identified as that of Miss Jane Hanrahan. Jane was twenty years old, and was a caretaker at the Newsboys’ Lodging House in New Chambers-st. On March 26 last Jane cut off her hair and mysteriously disappeared. Nobody was found who could account for her strange action, through her family declared there was foul play. From that day until Friday, when the body was found, not a word was hear of the missing girl. Her features were unrecognizable, but she was identified by means of her clothes.

Mrs. Hanrahan and others said yesterday that Jane’s life was insured in the Metropolitan Life Insurance Company.


“Trade School for Newsboys”



From the May 30, 1905 edition of the Sun:

Trade School for Newsboys.

Brace Memorial Fund to Be Devoted to That Purpose.

The Brace Memorial Fund of $62,000, contributed by the people of New York in memory of the late Charles L. Brace, founder of the Children’s Aid Society, has been transferred to the treasurer of the society to be used for the establishment of trade classes in the Newsboys’ Lodging House.
Mr. Brace opened the Newsboys’ Lodging House, the first home for homeless boys, in 1874 in the loft of the old Sun building, Fulton and Nassau streets, and it was felt by the committee that enlargement of this home would be more fitting than any other monument as a remembrance of the man who conceived it, successfully inaugurated it and managed it in a manner most beneficial to thousands of homeless boys. The plan is to establish at once elementary classes in electric wiring, plumbing and forge work. These courses will be amplified and others added as additional funds are secured.
Applications for admission to the classes are already in excess of the number permitted by the income of the fund. Most of the boys grasp with eagerness the chance to improve their conditions. As one of them expressed it:
“A newsie wot’s sold poipies till he got his growth ain’t no good fur nothin’ but th’ road. But plumber’s helper! Say, he’d be the main guy here and own the joint.”


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“Youngsters Shiver in Park Fountain.”


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From the April 27, 1902, edition of the New York Tribune:

Youngsters Shiver in Park Fountain.

City Hall Bathing Season Formally Opened By Mickey the Angel.

Mickey the Angel, “Limpy” O’Brien, Spotty Puckerino, “Ginny” Murphy and “Spuds” Carrano, Park Row newsboys from nine to thirteen years old, formally opened the bathing season yesterday afternoon in the Tweed fountain in City Hall Park. There was a large and watchful gathering, but no “cops.” All the boys were barefooted, and most of them were burdened only with trousers and shirt.

“Youse ain’t going’ ter welch, be youse?” asked Mickey the Angel in a tone of supreme disgust as he led his Spartan-like band to the fountain and noticed that Carrano and Murphy held back.

“Aw, gwan,” said Murphy, peeling off his shirt and divesting himself of his trousers. This was a movement that all understood. There was a twisting of arms and legs, kinking of backs, and suppressed exclamations as the boys went through their lightning change act. Then five somewhat soiled and skinny young heroes clambered up the side of the fountain.

“O-o-o-o-ch, golly, it’s cold,” chattered Mickey the Angel.

“Souse down, y’ lobster,” said O’Brien with a great show of courage, as he ducked into the water and then shivered.

Puckerino, Murphy and Carrano, encouraged by the cheers and laughter of the crowd soon went under the water, only to look scared and pained as they realized how cold it was.

“Stay in! Stay in!” yelled the unsympathetic crowd, as the lads clambered out of the fountain.

There was no response. The boys knew when they had enough. Just as they darted for their clothes, some one yelled:

“Here comes a cop!”

It was a false alarm from a boy so dastardly mean that probably he will never be mentioned for the Presidency. It startled the shivering quintet, however. Carrano corkscrewed into his trousers and pulled his shirt on over his suspenders. Murphy carried his shirt across Park Row before putting it on, and all the boys showed a celerity equaling Sheridan’s cavelry at the battle of Winchester.

Five pairs of dripping, shiny legs twinkled across Park Row to a grating over a warm pressroom, the great homebound crowd soon swallowed them up and they were lost to view—but the bathing season was formally opened in City Hall Park.

Motion Picture: A Trip Through New York City in 1911


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Black and white images show a lot about people and places in the past, but there’s something about seeing old black & white images that have been colorized to make the image seem even more real. Thanks to Denis Shiryaev, we can do that with a film compilation about New York City.

In 1911, cameramen from a Swedish company, Svenska Biografteatern (which existed from 1907 to 1919), made travelogues of places of interest around the world, including New York City. (Other locations included Niagara Falls, Paris, and Venice.) One of the nitrate prints survived and was restored by the Museum of Modern Art. Guy Jones slowed down the frame rate to match a natural speed of movement, and added background sounds for realism. It’s this version of the film that Shiryaev colorized.


    • 0:08—The Statue of Liberty.
    • 0:17—View from the front of a ferry, showing the Williamsburg Bridge.
    • 0:25—The Manhattan Bridge, and river traffic.
    • 0:34—Pulling up to the dock.
    • 0:43—People on the pier, watching a steamer.
    • 0:59—Disembarking the ferry, people first then wagons.
    • 1:27—You can see several newsies, one on crutches, and a row of umbrella-shaded bootblack stands.
    • 1:49—A street view. I’m amused at the men who suddenly start straightening their clothes when they realize they’re being captured on film.
    • 2:05—264 Fifth Avenue had Harold & Co. (a jewelry store) on the first floor with apartments above, the Knickerbocker Flats (not to be confused with the Knickerbocker Apartments). Also in view is the sign for a Cook Tours office. The SO on the awning could be for the Southern Railroad office, which took over the jeweler’s space. The building no longer exists.
    • 2:16—We’re in a Chinese neighborhood. I love the kid who notices the camera and stays in frame as long as he can. (Not much has changed in one hundred plus years!) The man on crutches is not our newsie friend from earlier; he’s missing the other leg.
    • 2:38—Another street view. I think the kid in knickerbockers who runs across the street might be the same one from the previous shot.
    • 2:50—At the Flat Iron Building. Do people not care about the possibility of getting run over? Everybody jaywalks.
    • 3:09—A delivery wagon for Ward’s Tip Top Bread enters the intersection and moves south on Broadway. Ward’s claimed that its Tip Top bread was never touched by a human hand during the whole process, since everything was automated; they had a modern new factory in Prospect Park.  You can read more about the bakery here.
    • 3:19—A more residential street view.
    • 3:36—The church is Grace Church, in the bend of Broadway at Broadway & East 10th Street.
    • 3:59—I love the chauffeur and the boy sitting on the floor of the backseat; they seem to be enjoying the drive far more than the other passengers, especially the little girl in the front seat! Apparently, the license plate is registered to Mrs. Florian Lochwicz (the car is a 1911 E-M-F Touring).  You can read more about the family here.
    • 4:41—They’re only on screen for a moment, but there’s one man sitting in the back window of a trolley, and another who looks like he hopped a ride by the way he’s hanging on to the outside.
    • 4:42—A view of the New York Herald Building, showing the facade with the Minerva statue that faces Herald Square.
    • 4:46—The film cuts to the John Ericsson statue in Battery Park.
    • 4:59—A row of bootblack stands outside of an “el” station entrance.
    • 5:15—Another shot of the Herald Building, from the same perspective.
    • 5:23—A street-level view of one of the elevated trains. The MOMA identifies the corner as the one at the Bowery and Worth (aka Chatham Square).
    • 5:50—An eye-level view of (probably) the same “el” train.
    • 6:03—A view of the Manhattan skyline through the cables of the Brooklyn Bridge. One man stares at the view, and several people pass in front of the camera. The ones that have received the most attention on the internet are the three young men who are last shown, because two are holding hands.
    • 6:21—The view switches to the pedestrian approach for the Brooklyn Bridge, showing the suspension tower. Cable cars (the NY and Brooklyn Bridge Railway) run on either side of the walkway heading underneath, and trolleys & horse-drawn vehicles  travel on the outer lanes. One of the ads on the building to the right is for Calox, “The OXYGEN Tooth Powder,” sold by McKesson & Robbins, whose offices were located at 91 Fulton Street. (Calcium dioxide was the active ingredient.)
    • 6:37—A very brief view of the bridge looking at one of the suspension towers, between the cables along the pedestrian promenade and the outer edge of the bridge, overlooking the cable car tracks.
    • 6:43—Quick panorama of the city.
    • 6:49—A different panoramic view.
    • 7:03—A view taken from the Flatiron Building (Broadway is to the left; Fifth Avenue to the right). The flag on top of the building in the bottom left corner says “5th Ave Bldg.” Washington Crisps were a brand of corn flakes. Mark Cross is a luxury goods brand, primarily leather goods, that began in Boston in 1845.
    • 7:15—The Rosedale was an excursion steamer. Interesting note: in 1896 it sank in the East River at the foot of Broome Street after a collision with a ferry boat, and was raised again.
    • From 7:43 onwards, Shiryaez shows side-by-side comparisons of scenes that have been colorized and the original black & white.

Here is Guy Jones’ black & white version for comparison: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aohXOpKtns0

“Risks Life to Rescue A Newsboy”



From the New York Tribune’s April 9, 1899 edition, a daring rescue:

Risks Life to Rescue A Newsboy

William Welch, a newsboy, fell into the North River yesterday while trying to reach the string-piece outside the Quebec Line’s pier, in order that he might watch the steamer Trinidad enter her slip.

Michael Hays, a hackman, employed at Savage’s Livery Stable, No. 194 Sullivan-st., seeing the boy’s danger, jumped in and succeeded in getting hold of him. A rope was thrown to Hays, and this he tied around the boy, who was pulled out by men on the pier. In the mean time Hays himself was drawn beneath the pier by the force of the tide and was in danger of drowning. He just had sufficient strength to fasten the rope thrown to him around his body. When they raised him to the pier he was in an unconscious state. He was taken to St. Vincent’s Hospital.

The deed was commented upon by those who saw it as a heroic rescue. Had it not been for Hays the boy would undoubtedly have been drowned.