Rice Alva Howell
Lucile Viola Leggett
Augustus Wright Leggett
Eliza Seaman
Mortiimer Allen Leggett
Percival Seaman Leggett
William Haight Leggett
Annie Beardslee
Lewis Thomas Ives
Elizabeth Hicks Leggett
Blanche Irving [Leggett] Whittemore
James Whittemore
Frederick Carlisle Leggett
Marie Bogart Wright
Dr. Valentine Seaman - This portrait hangs in a room just off the board room of the New York City Hospital. It was painted by Lewis T. Ives.
Anna [Ferris] Seaman
Valentine Seaman
Anna [Seaman] Ferris - Courtesy of John Dodson - Painted by Percy Ives
Home at Grove Farm - This house was built sometime after 1667, originally the home of Thomas Hunt. It was located near the mouth of Westchester Creek where it empties into Long Island Sound. This is on Hunts Point, a projection of Throgs Neck, and marks the end of Long Island Sound and the beginning of East River. It was demolished in 1962. - - - It is a stone house with walls two feet if not more thick, heavy windows, shutters well ironed - In this great generous mansion there are four kitchens upon the first floor in range with sitting or common room. To save time, you may know that everything in this home was on a most generous scale, large rooms, hall kitchens, from the sitting room that had its outlook over a great stretch of farm land you saw the Long Island Sound. The first kitchen was next to this room - it also was very large. As we enter it from the back door of the sitting room a swing door, or a door very common in the old house cut in two parts, the door could be closed to prevent children crawling out - and the upper to let in light and air - there was a pavement of stones from a distance outside the kitchens, these brot from the fields and adjusted as best they could be, putting the flat side uppermost. The pump stood directly in front of the door perhaps 20 feet off, with a huge trough to which the horses were brot to drink and in which ducks, geese, and children delighted to dip into. Beside the door and its huge iron handle - which served also for a knocker - was a deep bay window, a seat in it, where, children also delighted to climb. A small passage continuing on nearby the front wall led into the greatest kitchen of all where, when I was young, old Delilah, Dilly for short, reigned - this middle kitchen was where the mothers and daughters did the nicer cooking - preserving, cake making - often churning - and fine ironing and clear starching - a very useful place - the hall was broad but was much broadened at the far end, here in the old time was the dining room - all the meals were eaten there in the summer. I rather think the middle kitchen was used in winter. What I am trying to write about was during the Revolutionary War - opposite to the door that we came in from the sitting room was the fireplace - to describe this I would have in every part of it deal in the superlative not only as my childhood eyes saw it, but in measurement of older years. It is yet - tall mantle fully six feet from the stone hearth that came halfway to the sitting room door - these large hearths were to protect from the fire - if one of the logs broke apart scattering coals and chunks - on the mantle were the tinder box, pipes and the gun with many useful traps but the glory was the open fire place. Never mind how wide or deep it was Mrs. Beecher in her will describes it to you. A stiff green curtain was tacked on the mantle and hung down perhaps 3/4 of a yard, this to carry the smoke. Children could sit inside this spacious place - one each side of the blazing fire and crack nuts or eat apples and listen to stories, but one place in the side of the fireplace was funny - it looked like a little oven but had no door to it - it was built perhaps three feet into the wall. In this a baby could be cuddled after it was put to sleep and lay as snug as a bug in a rug for any indefinite period. Cupboards, too, that nearly reached to the ceiling - quite fanciful these with scalloped shelves and painted red inside - were filled with queer old China much mended some of it - ancient all probably came into our country when the first great he and she of our family "Came over". Much of it wedge-wood ever so pretty. As to their value - would bring if not almost their weight in gold for they were very heavy - yet fabulous prices - following along the wall we come to the door leading into the hall - then a turn and we get to the door leading to that mysterious region the cellar, oh these cellars of our grandfather - full of salt water - delicacies in winter oysters, clams, soft clams also - all cured with sea weed, great heaps of these that were fed every day or two with Indian meal - and a sprinkling of salt water [Eliza Seaman Leggett - My Book of Life for grandson Augustus Ives = pages 14-15.]
Augusta Wright Leggett
Lindley M. Ferris [Courtesy Dean Jenkins]
Caroline Murray [Courtesy Dean Jenkins]
Mary Murray
Lindley Murray Ferris II
David Sands Ferris
Robert Murray Ferris
Rice Alva & Vera Grace [Glazier] Howell
Elrose Anna Randalll