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Wednesday, October 31, 2018

The Ghost Ship Palantine and its Mad Dutch Woman Specter Continue to Haunt Waters Off Pelham


All Hallows' Eve is upon us.  Today Historic Pelham presents the last in this annual series of Pelham ghost stories.  Today's is particularly horrific. . . .

The shrieks are undeniably horrifying.  They begin in the distance, difficult to hear over the rumbling surf crashing onto the shores of Pelham and Pelham Bay Park and pounding the rocks around Shore Park in Pelham Manor.  As the shrieks and screams intensify, usually there is a glow in the distance -- many say a greenish glow.  Those willing to remain at waters edge despite the unearthly shrieks and the terrifying, constantly-growing glow typically must strain to focus into the distance until, eventually, they can make out the profile of a large 18th century ship sailing on Long Island Sound enveloped in flames.  As the burning ship nears, the unearthly screams become louder until it is clear they are the demoniac screams of a mad woman in hellish agony.

Those who have seen the apparition report that the luminous, green, glowing ship is entirely afire, with flames even climbing the masts of the vessel.  In the midst of the flames can be seen the specter of a woman screaming and writhing in agony as the flames envelope her until the  burning deck seems to collapse beneath her and she disappears into the flames below, screaming preternaturally as she falls, while the burning ship sails into the distance and disappears.

Those who have witnessed the horrifying spectacle have witnessed "The Ghost Ship Palantine and its Mad Dutch Woman Specter" that plies the waters of Long Island Sound.  It can be seen from Hell Gate to Block Island and beyond.  Indeed, mariners and coastal dwellers have seen the apparition as far north as Boston and even beyond there.  The specter is so widely known and has been seen in our region for so many centuries that even famed American poet John Greenleaf Whittier wrote a poem about the terrible 18th century tragedy involving the Palatine and its apparition that sails Long Island Sound (quoted in full below).  

A simple search on the Web for Palatine ghost ship will turn up hundreds of fascinating resources that detail the well-founded history of the actual shipwreck on Block Island at the northeast entrance to Long Island Sound that led to the terrifying apparition that has been seen -- and reported -- by thousands since the mid-18th century.  The shipwreck of The Palatine led to investigations and even depositions intended to get to the bottom of the matter.  Nevertheless, several versions of the story since have evolved.

The most widely-told legend of The Palatine involves pirate "wreckers" on the shores of Block Island.  Eighteenth century "wreckers" used "false lights" to lure ships to rocky shores where the ships wrecked and, then, were plundered.  

In the mid-eighteenth century, so the story goes, The Palatine was carrying a shipload of Dutch immigrants from Holland to Philadelphia but was blown wildly off-course by a terrible gale.  As the gale intensified, the captain of the ship saw onshore lights on a small island indicating safe harbor shelter.  The captain sailed toward the lights only to sail into the trap set by pirate wreckers on Block Island.

The ship wrecked and many, many of the hopeful immigrants were drowned.  The wreckers climbed onto the wreckage and killed others as they plundered the wreckage.  One of the Dutch women witnessed the carnage from the hold and lost her mind from the butchery she witnessed and the fear that she would be next.  She secreted herself in a wrecked niche below and listened to the screams of her fellow immigrants until, finally, all grew silent.

As the storm intensified, the wreckers looted all they could from the wounded vessel.  Once the dastardly slaughter and thievery was completed, they set fire to the ship to destroy as much evidence as possible and slithered off the burning wreckage back to shore with their booty.

To the surprise of all, however, the rising torrents of tide and the massive waves raised by the gale lifted the burning wreckage from the rocks and washed it offshore, burning all the way.  As the wreckers watched the sight they began to hear in the distance, quite difficult to hear over the waves crashing onto the shores, undeniably horrifying shrieks.  Those shrieks and screams intensified and the glow of the burning ship shimmered on the frothing waters and lit the demonic faces of the wreckers straining to focus into the distance to watch the burning ship.  As the deck burned and the flames climbed the masts of the ships, the wreckers could see a single Dutch woman standing on the burning deck screaming demoniacally, in hellish agony, as she burned with the ship.  As the burning ship rolled into the distance on the massive waves, the burning deck collapsed and the mad Dutch woman disappeared into the flames below, her screams soon ending.

Tonight, as Trick-or-Treaters scurry about the dark streets of Pelham, those near Long Island Sound should pause a moment and stare across the distant waters.  Search for a greenish glow.  If you see it, watch closely.  You may join the ranks of thousands  of coastal-dwellers along the shores, and mariners sailing, Long Island Sound who have witnessed the ghost ship Palatine and its mad Dutch woman specter. . . . . 



"A WOMAN APPEARED ON DECK AMID THE CRACKLING
BLAZE."  An Artist's Depiction of the Mad Dutch Woman Specter
of the Ghost Ship Palatine.  Source:  Bridges, T. C., "Ghosts of the Sea"
in The Strand Magazine, Vol. XXXV, No. 205, pp. 62, 66 (Jan., 1908).
NOTE:  Click on Image to Enlarge.

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Today's story of The Ghost Ship Palatine and its Mad Dutch Woman Specter is one of at least three ghost ship stories that form part of Pelham's rich legends and lore.  The other two such ghost stories previously have been published as Historic Pelham articles.  See:

Bell, Blake A., Pelham's Ghosts, Goblins and LegendsThe Pelham Weekly, Oct. 25, 2002, p. 1, col. 1 (article includes the story of "The Fire Ship of Long Island Sound").

Fri., Oct. 26, 2018:  The Ghostly Gunship that Sails Off the Shores of Pelham.

Tue., Oct. 30, 2018:  The Ghost Ship Palantine and its Mad Dutch Woman Specter Continue to Haunt Waters Off Pelham.

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"Lights Of Ghost Ship Reported Seen Again Off New England

BOSTON -- The lights of the ghost ship Palatine are being sighted again off the eastern seaboard. 

Harbor police at Boston received more than 100 calls in the last year from waterfront residents who insisted they had sighted a mysterious green glow out to sea. 

Patrol boats failed to find any trace of the eerie lights or what may have caused them, however.

The phenomenon is nothing new.  For two centuries seamen and landlubbers alike have been spotting the 'Palatine lights,' named for the lost vessel from which they are said to emanate.  Some even claim they have sighted the ship, sailing in flaming majesty on the horizon.

The legend started in 1752 when the Palatine was making a voyage from Holland to Philadelphia, carrying a cargo of immigrants.  Winter gales lashed the little ship and drove it far to the north off its course.

CREW MUTINIED

The crew mutinied.  They killed the captain, stole the possessions of the passengers, took all the food and water on board and left the ship in small boats. 

Winds blew the Palatine landward, into a cove of Block Island on Long Island Sound.  The island was the headquarters of a ruthless band of wreckers who had terrorized settlements along the entire coast in their quest for salvage.

The hardened wreckers softened at the sight of the starving immigrants.  They took them into their homes, fed them and cared for the sick.

According to tradition, a pretty Dutch girl. driven insane by the horrors of the shipboard ordeal, refused to leave the Palatine.

SHIP SET AFIRE

The Block Islanders grew impatient.  Another storm sprang up, and rather than have their prize carried out to sea by the gale, the wreckers set the ship afire.  The sea nevertheless still claimed the Palatine.

The wreckers and immigrants stood on the shore, watching the burning ship move out to sea while back across the water came the unearthly screams of the mad woman left aboard to burn. 

Legend has it that the Palatine, like the storied Flying Dutchman, is doomed to sail the seas forever, her masts blazing above the screams of the Dutch immigrant girl who went out with her on that last flaming voyage."

Source:  Lights Of Ghost Ship Reported Seen Again Off New EnglandOleanTimes Herald, May 5, 1951, p. 7, cols. 4-5

"GHOSTS of the SEA

HAS the reader ever heard the voice of the night-shrouded sea?  Has he heard the wild wail of the raging hurricane and the weird whispers of the ambrosial calm?  Has he seen ships creep out of the night when they blot out the stars with their darling silhouettes, or when the sea and sky are one save for the gray patches of froth left trailing in the wake of breaking seas; has he seen great gray sails ooze out of the fog, or ships stealing across the 'moon glade' athwart the glitter of silver cast upon the waters by the imperial votaress when the rays pierce the sails so that they become gauzy films?

If he knows these things, who shall blame him for not scoffing at the superstitions of those who go down to the sea in ships?  Will he not rather give an ear to the tales of strange things seen and believed by sailor-folk?

It is the writer's pleasure to waste time sailing the sea in a sound craft usually alone.  Upon one of these voyages having anchored upon the edge of Nore Sands, he awoke in the middle of the night to find himself enshrouded by a thick fog -- eerie enough the uninitiated reader will doubtless think.  Upon looking out at the black woolly wall of fog that surrounded him, he distinctly heard his own name hailed across the water.  No other craft was near.  This struck him as being so peculiar that he mentioned it to a friend when he arrived at one of the little anchorages, and the skipper of a barge, chancing to overhear, said:  'That's the ol' gentleman of the Nore!  Often on foggy nights ye may 'ear 'im a-yelling aht in a kind o' 'elpless way, but sometimes 'is language is something horful.  They say as 'e was a first mate wot dropped overboard and swam to the sands, where 'e walked about until the tide rose an' drownded 'im.'

Upon another occasion I was sailing along the coast of France, under the cliffs upon which stands Gris Nez lighthouse, which is about the most powerful light in the world.  It was a very dark night, and the revolving rays of the lighthouse kept flashing upon the sails of my boat, lighting them like a powerful searchlight, until proceeding along the course I got out of their range.  The strange effect had been forgotten only to be remembered in time to prevent me from becoming a firm believer in ghosts.  There out at sea a ghostly ship was sailing; she was rather too modern, perhaps, to be a real ghost, for every sail set like a glove; ghost ships were never particular in this respect -- indeed, she was one of those fine ships out of Glasgow which are the last words in sailing craft.

From apparently nowhere a ship had come -- a ship uncannily glowing with an unnatural light.  Her sails were surely cobwebs and her ropes were spider strongs.

Strange sights and sounds frequently come the way of seafarers.

The grovelling hissing sea, breaking through the night.  Its appearance is ghastly gray.  It comes from nowhere, it fades away soon after.  What could not the imagination weave it into?  Shape or sound of [illegible] chased by the Evil One, the dying wife with arms outstretched, or sound of mother's voice.  Moreover, such messages as sea sounds give have frequently come from the dead; the howl of the raging gale, or the murmur of the gentle breeze through the halyards have borne the departing message in words that were exactly those the lost one whispered last.

To the mind of one who knows the sea, it would seem strange that sailors are not more superstitious than they are, and there are certainly many reasonable excuses for their belief in such stories as that of the Flying Dutchman.  A patch of swirling vapor through the rigging of his ship upon a dark night.  Imagination does the rest; he has seen the Flying Dutchman.

Cornelius Vanderdecken, a Dutch navigator of long ago, was making a passage from Batavia.  For days and days he encountered heavy gales and baffling head winds while trying to round the Cape of Good Hope.  Struggle against the winds as he would, he lost as much on one tack as he gained upon the other.  Struggling vainly for nine hopeless weeks, he ultimately found himself in the same position as he was in at first, the ship having made no progress.  Vanderdecken in a fit of wrath, threw himself on his knees upon the deck and cursed the Deity, swearing that he would round the cape if it took him till the day of judgment.  Thereupon came a fair wind, he squared his yards and set off, but although his ship plowed through the seas he made no headway, for the Deity had taken him at his word and doomed him to sail the seas for ever.  Superstition has it that the appearance of the phantom ship leads to certain and swift misfortune.

Old sailors will tell of the ship of the Flying Dutchman bowling along in the very teeth of the wind, and of her overtaking their own ship which was beating to windward.  Some of them say they have seen her sail clean through their ship, the swirling films of her sails and rigging leaving a cold clammy feeling like the touch of death.

Cornwall in the old days was remarkable for its wreckers and its rock-bound coast was the scene of many evil deeds.  The Priest's Cove wrecker during his evil life lured many vessels to their doom upon the cruel shore by means of a false light hung round the neck of a hobbled horse.  To this day the good Cornish folk will tell you of the phantom of the wrecker seen when the winds howl and the seas rage high, carried clinging to a log of wood upon the crests of the breaking seas, and how it is sent crashing upon the rocks, where in the seething foam it disappears from sight.

The wide stretching sand-choked estuary of the Solway has many a ghost story and more than one phantom ship, ran into the Solway 

The 'Spectral Shallop' is the ghost of a ferry-boat which was wrecked by a rival ferryman while carrying a bridal party across the bay.  The ghostly boat is rowed by the skeleton of the cruel ferryman, and such ships as are so unlucky as to encounter this ghastly pilot are usually doomed to be wrecked upon the sands.

No money would tempt the Solway fishermen to go out to meet the two Danish sea-rovers whose ships, upon clear nights, are seen gliding up one of the narrow channels which thread the dried-out sands, the high-curved prows and rows of shields along the gunwale glittering in the moonlight.  These two piratical ships, it seems, ran into the Solway and dropped anchor there, when a sudden furious storm came up and the ships, which were heavily laden with plunder, sank at their moorings with all the villains which composed their crews.

Among the rocks upon the rugged coast of Kerry was found one winter morning, early in the eighteenth century, a large galleon, mastless and deserted.  The Kerry wreckers crowded aboard, and wild was their joy, for the ship was laden with ingots of silver from the Spanish Main.  They gradually filled their boats until the gunwales were almost down to the water's edge, and hastily they pulled to the shore in order that they might return for further ingots before the tide rose and floated the ship away.  Nearing the shore a huge tidal wave broke over the boats and ship, and when the wave had passed, the horrified women watching on shore saw no sign remaining of boats, men or ship.

Wild horses would not get a Kerry fisherman to visit the scene of the disaster upon the anniversary of the day the grim tragedy took place, for only bad luck has come to those who have seen the re-enactment of the affair, which Kerry folk believe takes place upon that day.

The Newhaven [sic] ghost ship signified her own doom.  A ship built at Newhaven in January, 1647, having sailed away upon her maiden voyage, was thought to have been lost at sea, when one evening in June, during a furious thunderstorm, the well-known ship was sighted sailing into the river mouth -- but straight into the eye of the wind -- until she neared the town, when slowly she faded from the sight of the people who crowded on shore to watch her.  The apparition was significant -- the ship was never heard of again.

The rocky coasts of New England are haunted by many ghost ships.  The Palatine is the best-known specter.  The coasters and fishermen of Long Island Sound will tell you that when a sight of her is gotten, disastrous and long-lasting storms will follow.  The Palatine, a Dutch trader, misled by false lights shown by wreckers, ran ashore upon Block Island in the year 1752.  The wreckers, when they had stripped the vessel, set her on fire in order to conceal their crime.  As the tide lifted her and carried her flaming out to sea, agonizing shrieks came from the blaze, and the figure of a woman who had hidden herself in the hold in fear of the wreckers stood out black amid the roaring blaze.  Then the deck fell in and ship and woman vanished.

The whaling in Nantucket, as you will remember, was in its palmy days carried on almost entirely by Quakers.  One Sunday evening a meeting was in progress, the simple service seemed as though it might pass, and the spirit moved none of the company.  The elder Friend was just about to offer his hand to his neighbor in the closing of the meeting, when a stranger rose and declared that the Lord's wrath was upon a certain whaling ship, and that he had seen her in a vision descending a huge wave from the hollow of which she never rose.  The meeting closed hurriedly, but the speaker could not be found, and the ship was never heard of.

Some of the best ghost stories are those which the writer has heard from the simple folk of the salt marshes.  It is hardly possible to describe these dreary districts, for when one has said they are flat, stretching for miles, and rather subject to mists, one has said pretty well all that is to be said -- the rest must be felt.  However, just as there is a call of the sea, so there is a call of the marshland.  You shall go into the saltern and feel its moist breath upon your cheek and the breath of its salty winds and the ozone of its calms.  You shall be lost in its vastness, and, threading its innumerable twisted narrow waterways, which lead to nowhere, ye shall tread its carpet of scentless flowers.  You shall go to its very edge where the sea comes oftenmost, and where the flowers decaying leave their rust-colored remains.  There you shall meet mud, and the cry of the curlew shall mock as you flounder it its filth.  The moon shall come up refracted by the mist into unrecognizable shape, which shall be blood color.  You shall be a gray shape, differing little from the common things that are there, for you shall be enshrouded by fog; nay, it shall sink into your very soul, until you are not flesh and bones, but a particle of fog yourself.  You shall listen to its silences; you shall be told things by them, and, strong man that you are, you shall be afraid.

Is it to be wondered at, then, that these simple Essex marsh-dwellers remember such tales as that of the young skipper, home from a long voyage, whose haste to embrace his wife, and the babe he had not yet seen, bid him to go the nearer way of the marshes?  The tale has it that in crossing a narrow gutway, near Pitsea, he sank in the mud.  So deeply did he sink that he could not extricate himself; the more he struggled the deeper he sank, and with the horror of knowing that the tide was rising and would come stealing up the creek, he shouted.  As the tide rose higher the louder were his screams.  The salterns near the Pitsea are lonely; the cries were heard only by a half-witted peat-cutter, who often in his less sane moments heard such screams and thought no more of the matter.  So the shrieks became gurgles, and by the time the tide had lifted the peat-cutter's punt they had ceased.

The older folk at this stage of the story assume a mysterious air, and with large-eyed glancings athwart their shoulders, will tell you that the skipper's shrieks are heard on starlit nights as the tide glides up that creek.  

So here are my ghost stories, and if I sometimes believe in them when I sail all alone on the midnight deep, you will not laugh at me."

Source:  GHOSTS of the SEA, The Mancelona Herald [Mancelona, MI], Dec. 19, 1912, Vol. 34, No. 18, p. 6, cols. 1-3.  

"Lights Of Ghost Ship Reported Seen Again Off New England

BOSTON -- The lights of the ghost ship Palatine are being sighted again off the eastern seaboard.

Harbor police at Boston received more than 100 calls in the last year from waterfront residents who insisted they had sighted a mysterious green glow out to sea.

Patrol boats failed to find any trace of the eerie lights or what may have caused them, however.

The phenomenon is nothing new.  For two centuries seamen and landlubbers alike have been spotting the 'Palatine lights' named for the lost vessel from which they are said to emanate.  Some even claim they have sighted the ship, sailing in flaming majesty on the horizon.

The legend started in 1752 when the Palatine was making a voyage from Holland to Philadelphia, carrying a cargo of immigrants.  Winter gales lashed the little ship and drove it far to the north off its course.

CREW MUTINIED

The crew mutinied.  They killed the captain, stole the possessions of the passengers, took all the food and water on board and left the ship in small boats.

Winds blew that Palatine landward, into a cove of Block Island on Long Island Sound.  The island was the headquarters of a ruthless band of wreckers who had terrorized settlements along the entire coast in their quest for salvage.  

The hardened wreckers softened at the sight of the starving immigrants.  They took them into their homes, fed them and cared for the sick.

According to tradition, a pretty Dutch girl, driven insane by the horrors of the shipboard ordeal, refused to leave the Palatine.

SHIP SET AFIRE

The Block Islanders grew impatient.  Another storm sprang up, and rather than have their prize carried out to sea by the gale, the wreckers set the ship afire.  The sea nevertheless still claimed the Palatine.

the wreckers and immigrants stood on the shore, watching the burning ship move out to sea while back across the water came the unearthly screams of the mad woman left aboard to burn.

Legend has it that the Palatine, like the storied Flying Dutchman, is doomed to sail the seas forever, her masts blazing above the screams of the Dutch immigrant girl who went out with her on that last flaming voyage."

Source:  Lights Of Ghost Ship Reported Seen Again Off New England, Olean Times Herald, May 5, 1951, p. 7, cols. 4-5.  

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Famed American poet John Greenleaf Whittier wrote a poem about the terrible incident in 1867.  It is quoted in full immediately below:

"The Palatine 

by John Greenleaf Whittier 

Leagues north, as fly the gull and auk, 
Point Judith watches with eye of hawk; 
Leagues south, thy beacon flames, Montauk! 

Lonely and wind-shorn, wood-forsaken, 
With never a tree for Spring to waken, 
For tryst of lovers or farewells taken, 

Circled by waters that never freeze, 
Beaten by billow and swept by breeze, 
Lieth the island of Manisees, 

Set at the mouth of the Sound to hold 
The coast lights up on its turret old, 
Yellow with moss and sea-fog mould. 

Dreary the land when gust and sleet 
At its doors and windows howl and beat, 
And Winter laughs at its fires of peat! 

But in summer time, when pool and pond, 
Held in the laps of valleys fond, 
Are blue as the glimpses of sea beyond; 

When the hills are sweet with the brier-rose, 
And, hid in the warm, soft dells, unclose 
Flowers the mainland rarely knows; 

When boats to their morning fishing go, 
And, held to the wind and slanting low, 
Whitening and darkening the small sails show,-- 

Then is that lonely island fair; 
And the pale health-seeker findeth there 
The wine of life in its pleasant air. 

No greener valleys the sun invite, 
On smoother beaches no sea-birds light, 
No blue waves shatter to foam more white! 

There, circling ever their narrow range, 
Quaint tradition and legend strange 
Live on unchallenged, and know no change. 

Old wives spinning their webs of tow, 
Or rocking weirdly to and fro 
In and out of the peat's dull glow, 

And old men mending their nets of twine, 
Talk together of dream and sign, 
Talk of the lost ship Palatine,-- 

The ship that, a hundred years before, 
Freighted deep with its goodly store, 
In the gales of the equinox went ashore. 

The eager islanders one by one 
Counted the shots of her signal gun, 
And heard the crash when she drove right on! 

Into the teeth of death she sped 
(May God forgive the hands that fed 
The false lights over the rocky Head!) 

O men and brothers! what sights were there! 
White upturned faces, hands stretched in prayer! 
Where waves had pity, could ye not spare? 

Down swooped the wreckers, like birds of prey 
Tearing the heart of the ship away, 
And the dead had never a word to say. 

And then, with ghastly shimmer and shine 
Over the rocks and the seething brine, 
They burned the wreck of the Palatine. 

In their cruel hearts, as they homeward sped, 
"The sea and the rocks are dumb," they said 
"There 'll be no reckoning with the dead." 

But the year went round, and when once more 
Along their foam-white curves of shore 
They heard the line-storm rave and roar, 

Behold! again, with shimmer and shine, 
Over the rocks and the seething brine, 
The flaming wreck of the Palatine! 

So, haply in fitter words than these, 
Mending their nets on their patient knees 
They tell the legend of Manisees. 

Nor looks nor tones a doubt betray; 
"It is known to us all," they quietly say; 
"We too have seen it in our day." 

Is there, then, no death for a word once spoken? 
Was never a deed but left its token 
Written on tables never broken? 

Do the elements subtle reflections give? 
Do pictures of all the ages live 
On Nature's infinite negative, 

Which, half in sport, in malice half, 
She shows at times, with shudder or laugh, 
Phantom and shadow in photograph? 

For still, on many a moonless night, 
From Kingston Head and from Montauk light 
The spectre kindles and burns in sight. 

Now low and dim, now clear and higher, 
Leaps up the terrible Ghost of Fire, 
Then, slowly sinking, the flames expire. 

And the wise Sound skippers, though skies be fine, 
Reef their sails when they see the sign 
Of the blazing wreck of the Palatine!"




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Wednesday, July 13, 2016

The Will of Thomas Pell, Oldest Son of John Pell of the Manor of Pelham



John Pell, the nephew of Thomas Pell who founded what became the Manor of Pelham, came to America in 1670 to take control of the inheritance he received from his uncle who died in Fairfield, Colony of Connecticut, in late September, 1669.  John Pell, often referenced by Pell family members as "Second Lord of the Manor of Pelham," married Rachel Pinckney.  The couple named their first-born son Thomas after John's uncle and benefactor.  This son, Thomas Pell, was born in the Manor of Pelham in about 1675.  He died in 1752.

I have written before about Thomas Pell, so-called Third Lord, and his efforts to sell Minneford Island (today's City Island) in 1750 shortly before his death.  See Thu., May 11, 2006:  Thomas Pell Offers City Island, Then Known as Minneford Island, for Sale in the Mid-18th Century.  

Thomas Pell, so-called Third Lord, married a woman named Ann.  Pell family tradition holds that his wife was named "Anna" and that she was a daughter of Wampage, a supposed "Indian chief," who according to Pell family tradition, slew Anne Hutchinson.  According to that tradition, Wampage became known as Annhook, a name he supposedly took after slaying Anne Hutchinson and her family.  Thus, according to this tradition, the Anna that Thomas Pell married was an "Indian Princess."  

The story of Thomas Pell and his "Indian Princess" Anna is apochryphal.  Despite years of research by serious genealogists and this author, there is not a shred of reliable evidence to support this oft-told story.  While there is some reliable evidence that Thomas Pell married a woman named Anna other reliable evidence including Pell's will indicates that her name was "Ann."  In short, her first name is about all we know about Pell's wife and we are not even certain if her name was Ann or Anna.  Since Pell's will also identifies a widowed daughter named "Ann" Broadhurst, it seems most likely Thomas Pell's wife was named Ann -- not Anna.  For summaries of a few 18th century documents that refer to Thomas Pell and "Anna his wife," see Bolton, Robert, The History of The Several Towns, Manors, and Patents of the County of Westchester, From Its First Settlement to the Present Time, Vol. II, pp. 60-61 (NY, NY:  Chas F. Roper, 1881).  For images of Pell's will referring to his wife "Ann Pell," see below.  

Thomas Pell created his Last Will and Testament in 1739.  It was not probated, however, until shortly after his death in 1752.  Today's posting to the Historic Pelham Blog presents images of the archival record of the will of Thomas Pell, so-called Third Lord of the Manor of Pelham.  It also presents transcriptions of each page of the will.




First Page of Last Will and Testament of Thomas Pell
Dated Sep. 3, 1739, Admitted to Probate Aug. 18, 1752.
1 Mar 1754, p. 154 (NOTE: Paid subscription required to
access via this link).  NOTE:  Click on Image to Enlarge.

"(154) . . . . 

In the name of God Amen this third day of September in the thirteenth Year of the Reign of King George the Second Anno Domi one thousand seven hundred and thirty nine I Thomas Pell Sen r. of the Manor of Pelham in the County of Westchester and province of New York being Sick and Weak in Body but of perfect mind and Memory thanks be given unto God therefore & calling into mind the mortality of my Body knowing it is appointed for all Men once to die doe make & ordain this my last Will and Testament in manner & form following To say principally and first of all I give and recommend my Soul into the hands of God that gave it and my Body I recommend to the earth to be buried in a Christian like decent manner att the discretion of my Executors herein after named and touching such worldly estate it hath pleased God to bless me with all in this life after my just & lawfull debts are first satisfyed & paid out of my moveable estate as also my funeral charges by my Executors herein after name  I give devise and dispose of the same in the following manner & form  Imp s. [i.e., "Imprimis"] I give unto my daughter Ann Broadhurst the use of"




Second Page of Last Will and Testament of Thomas Pell
Dated Sep. 3, 1739, Admitted to Probate Aug. 18, 1752.
1 Mar 1754, p. 155 (NOTE: Paid subscription required to
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"(155)

The Room she now lives in during the time she remains a single woman without a husband  but if in case after my decease my Son Joseph Pell doth not like or approve of her living in said room during the time aforesaid that then he shall build her a small house of about sixteen foot square and allow her that & the use of six acres of land out of his land during the time she remains a single Woman or without a Husband as aforesaid and I also give unto my said Daughter Ann Broadhurst the sum of sixty pounds Curr t. Money of New York to be levied and paid her out of my moveable estate by my Executors after my decease and to be enjoyed by her her [sic] heirs & assigns forever  Item  it is my further Will and mind that my Brother John Pell should have house Room lodging Victuals & Cloaths, Comfortable for him during his life time which I order my son Joseph Pell to provide  Item  I give and Bequeath unto my beloved Wife Ann Pell the use of the best Room in my house and timber in any part of my land and the use of Sixty Acres of Land and Chamber & Cellar Room in my house during the times she remains my Wid o. and I also give unto my said Wife the Sum of one hundred pounds Curr t. Money of New York by her if she sees cause to take it in Money out of my moveable estate after my decease to be enjoyed by her her heirs and Assigns forever and also I further give unto my said Wife the best bed & furniture in my house  Item  I give and bequeath unto my son John Pell the Sum of five pounds Curr t. Money of New York to be levied and paid him out of my moveable estate by my Executors after my decease to him his heirs and Assigns forever he having Rec d. the rest of his portion already  Item  I give and bequeath unto my son Thomas Pell the sum of three pounds Curr t. Money of New York to be levied and paid him out of my moveable estate by my Executors after my decease to him his heirs and Assigns forever he having rec d. the rest of his portion already  Item  I give and Bequeath unto my son Joshua Pell the sum of three pounds Curr t. Money of New York to be levied and paid him out of my moveable estate by my Executors after my decease to him his heirs and Assigns forever he having rec d. the rest of his portion already  Item  I give and bequeath unto my Son Philip Pell the sum of three pounds Curr t. Money of New York to be levied and paid to him out of my moveable estate by my Executors after my decease to him his heirs & Assigns forever he having rec d. the rest of his portion already.  Item  I give and Bequeath unto my Son Caleb Pell the Sum of three pounds Current Money of New York to be levied and paid him out of my moveable estate by my Executors after my decease to him his heirs and Assigns for ever he having rec d. the rest of his portion already  Item  I give and Bequeath unto my son Joseph Pell all and Singular my Lands Meadows Houses Tenem ts. Buildings &c that now belongeth unto mee as also the houses Rooms & Land before reserved for my Daughter Ann att her having a husband or death as also all the Land & Rooms before reserved for my wife att her Marriage or decease to him, his heirs & Assigns to his and their own and only proper use benefit and behoof for ever after my decease  Item  I give and Bequeath unto my Daughter Mary Sands the Sum of Seventy pounds Curr t. Money of New York to be levied and paid her out of my moveable estate by my Executors upon my decease to her her heirs & Assigns for ever.  Item  I give and bequeath unto my daughter Sarah Palmer the Sum of five pounds Curr t. Money of New York to be Levied and paid her out of my moveable estate by my Executors after my decease to her her heirs and Assigns for ever.  Item  I give and Bequeath unto my Daughter Beersheba Pell the sum of one hundred & fifty pounds Curr t. Money of New York to be levied and paid her out of my moveable estate by my Executors"




Third Page of Last Will and Testament of Thomas Pell
Dated Sep. 3, 1739, Admitted to Probate Aug. 18, 1752.
1 Mar 1754, p. 156 (NOTE: Paid subscription required to
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After my decease to her her heirs and Assigns for ever  Item  it is my Will and mind that all my moveable estate excepting what I have before reserved to my wife should by my Executors after my decease be sold and the aforesaid Legacies (after my just and lawfull debts & funeral charges are Satisfied & paid) to be paid and out of the overplus thereof I give and bequeath unto my grandson Samuel Broadhurst the Sum of Ten pounds Curr:t Money of New York to him his heirs and Assigns for ever and the Remainder thereof it is my Will & mind should be equally divided among my four daughters Mary Sands Ann Broadhurst Sarah Palmer and Beersheba Pell and be enjoyed by them their heirs & Assigns forever and for Executors of this my last Will and Testament  I do hereby nominate constitute and appoint my two Sons Philip Pell and Joseph Pell sole Executors of this my last Will and Testament and I do hereby utterly dissolve Revoke and disannul all and every other former Wills Testaments Legacies & Executors whatsoever by me before this time named Willed or Bequeathed Ratifying and confirming this and no other to be my last Will and Testament  In Testimony whereof I have hereunto sett my hand and Seal the day & year first above written. 

THO: PELL.  (Ls).

Be it Remembered that on the eighteenth day of August Annoq e. Domini one Thousand seven hundred and fifty two personally appeared before me Israel Honeywell Esq r. being thereunto delegated and appointed Stephen Lawrence one of the Subscribing Witnesses to the within written Instrument (purporting to be the last Will and Testament of Thomas Pell deceased) and being duely Sworn on the Holy Evangelist of Almighty God on his Oath declared that he saw the said Thomas Pell deceased Sign and Seale the said Instrument and heard him publish and declare the same to be his last Will and Testament that at the time thereof the said Thomas Pell was of sound and disposing mind and memory to the best of his knowledge and Belief that he signed his name as a Witness thereunto in the presence of the Testator and saw John Coutant & John Cure the other subscribing Witnesses to the said Will sign their names as Witnesses thereto in his presence and in the presence of the Testator.

Israel Honeywell
Surrogate"


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Tuesday, August 21, 2007

1752 Advertisement for Sale of Home on Boston Post Road in the Manor of Pelham


An interesting little advertisement offering for sale a home on Boston Post Road in the Manor of Pelham appeared in the May 11, 1752 issue of The New-York Gazette Revived in the Weekly Post-Boy. The advertisement is transcribed below, followed by a citation to its source.

"To be Sold, a very good House with three fire-places in it, with a very good Lot of Ground belonging to said House, containing 25 Acres of good land, 4 Acres of good Orchard, 6 Acres of Wood-land, and 3 Acres of Meadow, the rest in two clear Fields, lying in the Manor of Pelham, fronting Boston Road, within 25 Miles of New-York, and about Half a Mile of a Landing for Boats; it is very convenient for either Shopkeeper or Tradesman : Whoever inclines to purchase the same, may apply to John Jobbien, living opposite to the Widow Rutgers's Brew-House in New-York, or to Abraham Guion, Black-Smith, in New-Rochell, where they may have an indisputable Title for the same."

Source: To Be Sold, The New-York Gazette Revived in the Weekly Post-Boy, May 11, 1752, Issue 486, p. 3, col. 2.

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Thursday, March 15, 2007

Abstract of Will of Isaac Contine of the Manor of Pelham Prepared in 1752 and Proved in 1753


Below is the text of an abstract of the will of Isaac Contine of the Manor of Pelham. The will, prepared in 1752, was proved December 1, 1753. A citation to its source follows the text of the abstract.

"ABSTRACTS OF WILLS -- LIBER 18. . . .

Page 444. -- In the name of God, Amen, June 6, 1752, I, ISAAC CONTINE, of the Manor of Pelham, in Westchester County, being in perfect health. I leave to my wife Frances a feather bed and furniture, and 1 Great Brass kettle, an iron pot, and all the pewter that is used in the house; I also leave her the use of my house and lot which I bought of Daniel Benett, Jr., lying in New Rochelle, during her widowhood and no longer. If at the death or marriage of my wife, my daughters Jane and Susanah shall be unmarried, they shall enjoy the use of the house until married. My executors are to sell all houses and lands and meadows in the Manor of Pelham and in East Chester; and from the proceeds £300 are to be put at interest for my wife. I leave to my daughters, Jane and Susanah, each £60. To my daughter Jane, a feather bed and a cupboard. All the rest I leave to my 4 daughters, Jude Quereau, Elizabeth Cortrecht (Kortright), Jane, and Susanah. I make my daughter Jane, and my friends, Amos Guion and Bernard Rynlander, executors.

Witnesses, John Haddem, Daniel Deain, Samuel Sneden. Proved, December 1, 1753."

Source: Pelletreau, William S., ed., Abstracts of Wills on File in the Surrogate's Office, City of New York. Vol. IV. 1744-1753. With Letters of Administration Granted 1745-1753. in Collections of The New-York Historical Society For the Year 1895., p. 471 (NY, NY: The New-York Historical Society 1896).

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Wednesday, March 14, 2007

Abstract of Will of Andrew Allaire of the Manor of Pelham Prepared in 1752 and Proved in 1753


Below is the text of an abstract of the will of Andrew Allaire of the Manor of Pelham. The will, prepared in 1752, was proved May 29, 1753. A citation to its source follows the text of the abstract.

"ABSTRACTS OF WILLS -- LIBER 18. . . .

Page 301. -- In the name of God, Amen, March 18, 1752, I, ANDREW ALLAIRE, of the Manor of Pelham, Gent., 'finding myself low and weak in body.' I leave to my loving sister, Catharine Barbarie, £30 and my negro 'Robin.' I leave to Thomas Pennewall, of New Rochelle, £10 'and all my every day clothes.' I leave to my wife Elizabeth, whom I make executor, all the rest of my estate.

Witnesses, Bernard Rynlander, Nicholas Belly. Proved, May 29, 1753."

Source: Pelletreau, William S., ed., Abstracts of Wills on File in the Surrogate's Office, City of New York. Vol. IV. 1744-1753. With Letters of Administration Granted 1745-1753. in Collections of The New-York Historical Society For the Year 1895., p. 435 (NY, NY: The New-York Historical Society 1896).

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Tuesday, March 13, 2007

Abstract of 1752 Will of Joseph Pell of the Manor of Pelham, Proved September 28, 1752


On Wednesday, November 29, 2006, I provided a transcription of a brief abstract of the 1752 will of Joseph Pell of the Manor of Pelham. See Wed., November 29, 2006: Abstract of 1752 Will of Joseph Pell of the Manor of Pelham. Today's posting to the Historic Pelham Blog provides a more detailed abstract of that same will. A transcription of the abstract appears below, followed by a citation to its source.

"ABSTRACTS OF WILLS -- LIBER 18. . . .

Page 170. -- In the name of God, Amen, August 31, 1752, I, JOSEPH PELL, Esq., of the manor of Pelham, being very sick and weak. All my just debts are to be paid. I leave to my well-beloved son, Philip Pell, all my neck or tract of land, with 1/2 my meadows lying in the manor of Pelham, commonly known by the name of the Upper Neck, joining to the west end of Ann Hook's Neck, now belonging to Samuel Rodman, To him my said son, Philip, his heirs and assigns, when he shall arrive at the age of 21, and he shall pay to my executors £225, in installments, and my executors shall divide the same among my three daughters, Susannah, Sarah, and Ann. I leave to my son, Thomas Pell, all that tract of land or plantation whereon I now live, and the other half of my meadows, when he is 21; and he is to pay to my executors the sum of £225, and my executors are to divide the same among my said three daughters. I leave to my wife Phebe, £400, and a good bed and furniture, and 6 chairs, a looking-glass, a trunk and a table, and the use of all lands until my sons, Joseph and Thomas, are of age. The income of my estate is to be used for maintaining and bringing up my children to good learning. If my two eldest daughters, Susannah and Sarah, should marry before my sons are of age, they are each to have £37, 10s. If any of my lands and meadows should be recovered out of my right, I leave the remainder to my two sons, Joseph and Thomas. I make my wife, Phebe, and my loving friends, John Bartow, Esq., of Westchester, Samuel Sneden, Esq., of East Chester, and John Bleecker, of New Rochelle, executors.

Witnesses, Daniel Deain, Rachel Deain, Robert Rolf. Proved, before Israel Honey, Esq., September 28, 1752."

Source: Abstracts of Wills on File in the Surrogate's Office, City of New York. Vol. IV. 1744-1753. With Letters of Administration Granted 1745-1753. in Collections of The New-York Historical Society For the Year 1895. p. 405 (NY, NY: The New-York Historical Society 1896).

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