The Bigelows of Malden, Speech by Constatine Sidamon-Eristoff
 
 
at Dedication of 1727 Kiersted House, Saugerties Historical 
Society Museum,October 10, 1999
 
      Thank you, all, very much. I am honored and delighted 
to be here. I am especially amazed at the number of folks here - rain and 
mud notwithstanding. It shows how important its history is to the Saugerties 
community.
      Since I am here as a descendant of the Bigelow family 
of Malden, or Bristol as it was originally called, I am going to indulge in
an activity which some in my family have called "Bigelowmania¨ Others 
may call it ancestor worship. Nevertheless, the story of the Malden Bigelows 
and their origins may have lessons valid today for us all. It is a story which
exemplifies much of the history of the early European settlers of our East
Coast. Let it be said, however, that this building, the Du Bois-Kiersted House,
predates the first arrival of a member of my family by many years.
      The original Bigelow to come to the new world was 
John Biglo of Watertown, Massachusetts. 
The first mention of him is of his marriage to Mary Warin (Warren) August 
30, 1642, the first marriage recorded in that town. It was obviously a good 
marriage, for they had thirteen children together. By trade he was a blacksmith, 
very important in those early days.
      He prospered and was made a Surveyor of Highways, a
Constable, and three times a Selectman. He was listed as a soldier in 1675
in whatever war or skirmish we don't know. After his wife Mary died, he re-married,
and he died in 1703 at the ripe age of 84.
      He spelt the name "Biglo" in his will (which he signed 
with an "X"). His estate amounted to a very comfortable 627 pounds plus, and
he had a good funeral, for the funeral expenses included twenty gallons of
wine! Eleven of the thirteen children survived, married, prospered and spread
out. Many of his descendants lived to be very old and had a lot of children
- as was usual in those days.
      The sixth child, 
Joshua, 
born in 1655, was a soldier in King Phillip's War and was wounded. As a result 
he was granted land in Narragansett #2, but he stayed in Watertown most of 
his life. At 87 he moved to his grant, in what is now Westminster, and died 
there in his 90th year. He too had many children, twelve to be exact, all 
of whom seem to have survived to adulthood.
      The next in the Malden Bigelow line was 
Lieutenant John who moved to Hartford 
and then to Colchester, Connecticut, married four times, had a big house but
only five children. He died in 1770, supposedly in his 94th year.
      One of his sons, 
David, 
born in 1706 died in Colchester, which became Marlborough, Connecticut, in 
his 93rd year He and his two wives produced twelve children
      The second child, another 
David, was born in 1732. He lived on 
in Marlborough until he died in 1820 at only 88. But he and his wife had eight
more Bigelows, the seventh being 
Asa 
- we are there at last! - the first of the Malden Bigelows, a cautious Yankee 
trader.
 My best source is Bartlett's History of Ulster County published in 1884
from which I will paraphrase or quote. 
      Born during the Revolution on January 18, 1779, he grew 
up in Glastonbury, Connecticut. Asa was apprenticed at 14, and had very little 
schooling. When he became of age, he opened a store on his own account in 
the town of Colebrook. In 1802, he married his childhood playmate Lucy Isham... 
he in his twenty-third and his wife in her twenty-second year. He was reasonably 
successful in his business, and in the course of four or five years accumulated 
a few hundred dollars, but, fancying there was a wide sphere of action for 
young men in the far West, he mounted his horse one day, and with all the 
money of which he was possessed stuffed into his saddlebags, started for the
State of New York (the far West of that period), - accompanied on another 
horse by his brother-in-law, who had married Lucy's sister, Sally Isham. The
pilgrims crossed the Hudson River at Catskill, and traveled southward along
its west branch as far as Flatbush. Here (Asa) was inclined to purchase a
tract of land on the river and settle, but upon a more careful study of the
situation concluded to return to the Dutch settlement at Saugerties, some
eight miles farther north. He there purchased the house and store on the
corner of Main Street now known as Russell's Block...and commenced a general
shipping and commission business. He bought ... the produce of the surrounding
country, which he shipped to the New York market and sold, making his settlements
largely in merchandise. He was quite prosperous, and seems very soon to have
been recognized as one of the leading men of the county.
      In 1811... Saugerties, theretofore a part of the town 
of Kingston, was itself incorporated into a town. Mr. Bigelow was elected 
the second supervisor of the new town, and was re-elected every year till 
he took up his residence elsewhere. Upon his application, a post-office was 
established at Saugerties, and he was its first postmaster. He continued to
hold this office also till he moved to Bristol, now called Malden, about two
miles north of Saugerties. The navigation of Saugerties Creek in those days
was subject to serious interruptions from freshets and shoals, which proved
such an inconvenience to his business that after five years experience Mr.
Bigelow determined to go two miles farther north, where he could have his
dock privileges and warehouse directly on the river, with plenty of water...
 
      
The only house in Bristol, when Mr. Bigelow arrived 
there, was an old fish-house, which stood upon the site now occupied by the 
Malden House (Bigelow Homestead).
 
      He had purchased in 1808, a tract of about two hundred 
acres, for which he paid six thousand dollars....Upon the upper end of this 
property he built a frame store, on the south side of the road leading to 
what (was) known as the Isham wharf. He erected for his own use the first 
dwelling-house in the place. Soon after settling there he commenced building 
the brick store into which he moved in 1814. Four years later he took his 
brothers-in-law, Charles and Giles Isham, into partnership with him, under 
the firm-name of Bigelow and Isham... Not long after this partnership was 
formed Mr. Bigelow withdrew from it, and built (a) stone store on a property 
adjoining on the north, which he purchased in 1813. Its water-privileges constituted
its chief value. Here he re-established himself, first alone, and afterwards
associated with him his son-in-law, Stephen Kellogg, and his two oldest sons,
Edward and David. He here prosecuted a prosperous business till he retired
with a handsome competence about 1846.
      Though diligent in business, Mr. Bigelow did not forget 
or neglect his duties to the public. He erected the first two hotels in Bristol; 
he procured the establishment of a post-office in the place, which led to 
a change of its name to Malden... He, with his two brothers-in-law, bore almost
the entire expense of constructing the first church and parsonage in Malden.
He procured the charter for the turnpike which unites Malden with the mountain
settlements in its rear, and furnished most, if not all the money for building
it. He also built the first academy in Malden, and the first sloop that was
ever constructed in the town of Saugerties. She was called the "
Phoenix",
and plied between Bristol and New York.
      Mr. Bigelow's habits of business bore the impress of 
strong individuality, and go far to explain his uninterrupted success as a
merchant, and his influence in whatever community he was a citizen. He never
bought what he could not pay for at the time; he never gave a note in his
life, nor endorsed but one, and that he had to pay. It was for one and hundred
and fifty dollars, in behalf of a relative, and before he left Connecticut.
This note is still in the family. He often spoke of this as one of the indiscretions
of his youth, but at the same time he regarded the money it cost him as the
best investment he ever made, for it cured him for life of any disposition
to use or lend his financial credit. It is needless to say that there was
no house on the Hudson in better financial standing.
      During the war of 1812 the scarcity of currency compelled 
him to issue his own paper in the form of currency, redeemable on presentation, 
for the convenience of his customers...(an old timer remembered) when the 
Bigelow shinplasters were the only currency in the place, adding 'And we were
all glad enough to get them.
      Though he had enjoyed the most limited opportunities 
for education, Mr. Bigelow was so liberally endowed in every way by nature 
that he was sure to occupy a prominent place in whatever sphere of life he 
might be placed. He was about six feet two inches high, and of prodigious 
strength in early manhood. He died (in) 1850, in the seventy-second year of
his age, leaving six children.
 
   
In his Retrospectives of an Active Life, published in 1909, 
John, Asa and Lucy's fourth child and youngest son, describes life in the 
Bigelow Homestead and the community of Malden:
      My father...had a country store by the riverside
and several sloops, all of which were built on his premises and which plied
between Malden (as it came to be called instead of Bristol) and New York.
He had besides a farm of almost one hundred and fifty acres.
      In his store he kept supplies of every nature required 
by the people living within travelling distances; dry-goods, groceries, hardware, 
tools, some medicines, stationery, molasses, vinegar, potatoes, in fact everything 
for which there was a market in our neighborhood. He bought in turn whatever 
the people had to sell, most of which he shipped to New York for a market. 
Much of their produce his captains sold for his customers, simply charging 
them the freight. In those days the chief articles he shipped were bark, lumber,
leather, wood, butter, hay and sometimes grain. In return he brought supplies
for the store, and hides which were sent up to be tanned into leather in
the Catskills Mountains...where there was an abundance of hemlock forest, 
the bark of which, in those days, was then used exclusively for tanning hides. 
These hides had to be transported by land eight or ten miles to the tanneries, 
and when tanned the leather had to be carried the same distance back to the 
wharf, and constituted one of the most profitable articles of freight for 
our sloops. Soon after the time of which I am speaking, and as the supply 
of hemlock bark was nearly exhausted, a chemical process was discovered by 
which hides could be tanned far more economically and expeditiously than by
the use of bark. Of course the tanneries were then soon abandoned, and bark
had no longer any market value. Almost simultaneously it was discovered that
the Catskill Mountains and their foot-hills were a pretty continuous and
solid mass of stone deposited in layers which adapted them for paving-stone. 
The purchase and transportation of this stone at length supplanted pretty 
much all other kinds of business at Malden.
      While my father conducted the business of his farm,
store, and sloops, he and his family lived almost exclusively upon the produce
of his farm and garden. He kept cows, horses, poultry, pigs, oxen and sheep, 
and he raised all the fruit and vegetables and grain which were consumed in
the stables or in the house, beside raising quite a surplus for sale.
      There were no butchers in those days to bring us meat, 
nor shops from which to buy it. It could only be had from a farmer here and 
there who chanced to raise a little more stock than he required for his own 
use, or was brought from New York.
      Our kitchen was the largest room in the house. (A house, 
by the way, still standing - the Bigelow Homestead). The fireplace (see below) was so large that it would take
a log of a length and weight requiring at least two men to lift. There was
no stove coal used or even known to exist in the whole United States, so
far as I know, at that time. Wood and corn-cobs were the only fuel which I
had then ever seen used. Corn-cobs were used chiefly by use for smoking the
hams cut from our hogs; and for that service a little house was built apart
from the main building sufficiently large to hang and smoke fifteen or twenty
hams at a time, the smoke of burning cobs being thought to give the hams
a special flavor.
      Most of the bedclothing of the family was made in the 
house. My father usually kept a flock of from thirty to fifty sheep. Their 
wool was spun into yarn by the females of the household, and then sent out 
to be woven into blankets and cloths. From the wool thus woven all our flannel 
underclothing was made.
        The cellar was, as it were, the very stomach 
of the house. In each corner was a large bin that was pretty usually filled 
with potatoes  taken from the garden; and these usually supplied the family 
until the new  potatoes came in, in the following July, but it also furnished 
seed for planting  three or four acres in the spring besides much most welcome 
nourishment for  the pigs....
      In another corner of the cellar was usually collected 
what to me seemed a mountain of apples of various sorts, which occasionally 
we were told to look over, to pick out any that were decaying. There were 
also stored there four or five barrels of cider which had been made in September
 and October, and two or three barrels of vinegar, and as many barrels of
pickled cucumbers, and of course two or three barrels of pork. In the garret,... 
 the floor for about one foot square was strewn with hickory nuts about four 
 inches deep, and beside them another square of the same dimensions filled 
 to the same thickness with butternuts, all collected from the farm. On winter 
 evenings when a visitor came in, whether for social or business purposes, 
 and often at other times, one of us boys or more were sent down into the 
cellar to bring up a basket of apples, a capacious pitcher of cider, and then
to the garret for some nuts.     
          John talks about the village school. 
I never
had such  profitable instruction from any teachers as I received in this
village school.  Our teacher, his name was Woodburn, was an enthusiast in
his  profession; and no one, I think, ever sought more zealously to acquire
knowledge  for himself than this man sought to put knowledge into the heads
of his pupils..
          Happily for us, the district schools in those 
days received  no aid from the State. The district raised the money among 
themselves in some way, and selected their teacher and paid him according 
to the number of pupils that they sent to the school. The position of teacher 
had not yet become the footstool of politicians; and teachers were not selected 
with a view of giving a living to a worthless dependent, but exclusively with
a view to securing the best instruction that the people could afford...
      The principal gayety of the neighborhood was an occasional 
funeral;. John  and his brother David did get to go to a circus in Saugerties 
once  but that was rare. Christmas was not seen by Presbyterians in those 
days as a proper holiday, but there were always family gatherings  and stockings 
hung up on Christmas Eve. But.................
      Thanksgiving was a feast-day. We always heard a sermon 
in church  in the morning, and then at dinner had all the family and as many 
of the collateral relations in the neighborhood as could come, with the parson 
and his family. Our dinner was uniformly of the standard New England Thanksgiving 
dinner type, of which a turkey, mince, apple and pumpkin pies were as sure 
to be there as was the parson and his family. Quilting-matches and corn huskings 
 for the young and tea fights for the elders were the nearest to anything 
like systematic gayety that were considered good form in Malden. A proposition 
 to dance, or even to learn to dance, would have ruined the reputation of 
the individual who propounded it. 
          Well, Asa's children all married, and, except for 
brother David and younger sister Adeline, had children. John got to college 
at Union in Schenectady, and went to New York where he read law, married, 
became a writer and editor, made what he thought was a competence,  spent 
it as Lincoln's Consul and Ambassador to France during  and after the Civil 
War, and died at 94, widely known as 
"The  First Citizen of New York".
          The Bigelow sons who stayed at Malden suffered severe 
financial reverses  and ultimately were forced into bankruptcy. John bought 
back at auction the  Homestead and other properties, thus bailing out his 
older brothers. He gave  the Homestead to his son Poultney, the author and 
student of colonialism who was known to some at this gathering. Poultney is
worth another book  and one is being gradually written about him. He died 
in his 99th year, leaving  three daughters and a niece, my mother, to whom 
he left his books, papers  and the Homestead. I have it now.
          The papers of both John and Poultney now reside
at The Public Library in  New York City, which John Bigelow had presided
over as Chairman of its Board  of Trustees from its inception until its dedication 
just before his death.
      Well, what are we to learn from all of this?
          Obviously, the Bigelows had long-lived genes. I
hope it continues! Obviously,  they all, like their neighbors and relations,
had large families. They were  frugal, hard-working, God-fearing conservative 
folk who knew the value of  a dollar.
          All of them worked hard and continued to work at 
their chosen endeavors  right through to their old age, indeed John was in 
his seventieth  year when he began, as Samuel Tilden's executor, to put together 
 the Public Library .
          And they were good stewards of this land of ours, 
this Hudson Valley. They  used its produce, enjoyed its bounty, and did not 
despoil it. They knew the  value of community and neighborhood. They were 
not rapacious, and without  ever having heard of the phrase, were exemplars 
of the modern concepts of "smart growth". They were truly conservative.
      This is the story of one family, but your Society will 
study, collect and  preserve the history of Saugerties, of Malden, of the 
Dutch, English and other early settlers, and of the Native Americans who preceded
them.
          We need to cherish our history, our ancestors, values 
and our Valley. Change will always come, welcome or not, but let us with 
a sense of history be wise in choosing our future. I wish the Saugerties Historical
Society a long and successful future as the guardian of our past.