Cazenovia Republican (1939?)
Editor of the Republican, Cazenovia, NY
Mr. Peck:
I and in my ninety-first
year and am the last of seven children all born in the old house on Albany
street where I am now living. This house has been occupied by my
family for over one hundred years.
Previous to my marriage
I had a private school for children in my home. My sister, Mary Murdock,
taught drawing and elocution. My sister was an artist of no small
merit and I have an oil painting for which she received a prize at the
Seminary and which I shall leave to the Library in memory of my sister.
She died in 1921, at the age of eighty-eight.
To make the house more convenient
for the school we had it modernized as it is today. At the time of
the Civil War the house had a roof sloping down to a "lean to" on the east.
The front door opened on the street with an old-fashioned latch and brass
knocker. The windows had small panes of glass. Inside there
was a brick oven and four fire places, two above and two below. I
have a dim recollection of pots and kettles hanging in the fireplace near
the brick oven. In the yard at the east was an old fashioned well
with a "moss covered bucket". I shall never forget how delicious
that spring water was on a hot day in summer. In those early days
there was no Sullivan (she means Hurd) street or Carpenter street.
In the early days the Ledyard field came up to the house. That field
was a joy especially when the buttercups and daisies were in blossom.
Where the houses are on Carpenter street there was a pond where the frogs
sang lustily on summer nights. Every house had a fence as the village
cows meandered through the streets getting much of their living from the
road side. The roads were dirt roads and very dusty in the summer
although the sprinkling wagon went through the streets several times a
day. Dress trains were in fashion. How dainty women could drag
their skirts over the dusty sidewalks and reconcile it with any idea of
neatness is difficult to understand.
In those days the seasons
were quite distinct. A delightful fall followed by a very severe
winter with a great deal of snow often drifting over the fences, then came
a lovely spring with warm showers and followed by a hot summer. People
did not go south in those days and remained in their warm houses and enjoyed
sleigh riding.
Religion was very real in
those early days and people were loyal to God. The Sabbath was not
desecrated by movies, ball games, and joy rides as it is today. Most
people went to church and spent the day in rest and quiet. The unbelief
and spiritual apathy we see on all sides today is ominous. As I approach
that mysterious border land of the hereafter I see very clearly and I earnestly
urge everyone to make their peace with God before it is too late.
Kathryn Murdock Woodruff
Cazenovia, NY
March 13, 1939
Par. 1
The Murdock house stands at 16 Albany Street at the northeast corner
of Albany and Willow Place. The house was probably that built by
Dr. Jonathan Silsby who lived there from as early as 1817 to 1831 and for
a short time by his widow Betsey. I do not know if the Murdocks are
related to the Silsbys. In the nearby office where Dr. Silsby had
his practice, a newspaper print shop, pharmacy, and cabinet maker's shop
were later to be found. This shop may have stood where Willow Place
now runs.
Par. 3
The house was probably modified in the 1870s. By Sullivan Street
the writer means Hurd Street which was surveyed in 1810 and built shortly
thereafter (it ran through the Hurd property to the Presbyterian Church
which stood at the head of the street). Sullivan Street was a main
road north and was one of the several roads opened in the first years of
settlement. By Carpenter Street she means the side street which runs
south from Albany Street to Carpenter's Pond and thence along the pond
to Forman Street. This street was built about 1875 and the northern
leg, which intersects Albany Street just beside the Murdock house, is now
called Willow Place. The southern leg of this street along Carpenter's
Pond has retained the name of Carpenter Street. The Ledyard field
was a large meadow made in the swampy ground south of Albany Street, to
the lake outlet, and between the Murdock house and Forman Street.
In the days shortly before the author's birth the area south of the house
to the lake outlet was a busy place and occupied by Jabish N.M. Hurd's
distillery, ashery, and brickyard, as well as Jacob Ten Eyck's foundry.