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565 and 569 Bloomingdale Road Cottages
Constructed between 1887 and 1898 as rental properties by Robert E. Mersereau, the small, frame houses at 565 and 569 Bloomingdale Road, traditionally known as the “baymen’s cottages,” are rare surviving buildings from the period when Sandy Ground was a prosperous African-American community on Staten Island. Beginning in the 1840s through the early 20th century, this area, called Woodrow, Little Africa, or (more commonly) Sandy Ground, was home to a group of free black people residing in more than 50 houses. For much of that time, many of them were employed in the oyster trade or in farming. Sandy Ground is located is the southern part of Staten Island, not far from the shipping port of Rossville on the Arthur Kill to the north and the prime oyster grounds of Prince’s Bay on the south. The first African-American residents purchased property in the area by 1830 and their numbers were bolstered by the arrival of numerous families from Snow Hill, Maryland, who settled in Sandy Ground in the 1840s and 1850s. These were free blacks who had been involved in the oyster trade on the Chesapeake Bay and came to New York because Maryland had passed a series of harsh laws in the 1840s and 1850s that made it difficult for them to ply their trade. The Sandy Ground community thrived for many years, built substantial houses and established successful businesses and institutions, chief among them the Rossville AME Zion Church.
Typical examples of the small cottages erected in late 19th century and early 20th century to house workers in the rural areas of New York, these two houses were nearly identical: two story one-room deep, peaked-roofed frame structures with central chimneys and side hall entrances with shallow stoops and porches. No. 569 Bloomingdale Road, the northernmost of the two houses was occupied from about 1900 to 1930 by William D. Landin, son of Robert Landin, one of the most prominent and successful of the Maryland oystermen who settled in Sandy Ground around 1850. William D. Landin also had an oyster business until about 1920 and later became the first African American man to work at S.S. White Dental Works. His son-inlaw Girard Bevans, who lived here in the 1920s was one of the city’s first African American police officers. Subsequent residents included Susan Landin Henry and her daughter, Lois A. H. Mosley, author of Sandy Ground Memories. Residents of 565 Bloomingale Road included Josephine Henry, Susan Harmon, Murphy and Frances Landin Moore and Thelma “Nan” Pedro, descendants of Sandy Ground’s early African-American families who played a prominent part in the community.
In 1922, Mersereau’s heir Gertrude M. Jacobus, sold the property to George H. Hunter, the owner of a local construction and maintenance business, and his wife Celia, who lived next door at 575 Bloomingdale Road. The Trustees of the A. M. E. Zion Church of Rossville (aka Rossville A. M. E. Zion Church) purchased the property in 1981. Today the houses survive as a tangible and visible link to the rich history of the Sandy Ground community.
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Development of the Community of Sandy Ground1
The Sandy Ground community was founded on a section of high ground near the center of the southern part of Staten Island, halfway between the well-known oyster beds of Prince’s Bay on the south and the port of Rossville on the Arthur Kill to the north. This area has been known by various names through the years, such as Woodrow, Harrisville or Little Africa, and its center was at the confluence of what is now Woodrow and Bloomingdale Roads. Since this area is located inland, rather than along the shore, and was still wooded in the mid 1800s, it was not seen as desirable and therefore was not expensive. The name Sandy Ground first appears on records dating to 1779 and refers to the sandy soil of the area, particularly good for growing certain crops such as strawberries and asparagus.2
Staten Island was inhabited for thousands of years by Native Americans. 3 Archaeologist Alanson B. Skinner reported finding evidence of a Woodland Period (2700BP-AD 1500) Native American village at the center of what would become Sandy Ground and there are two documented Native American sites on the lot of the AME Zion Church.4 While most Native Americans left the island by 1700, a few remained and their descendents could be found on Staten Island as late as the early 1900s. At Sandy Ground, several black families claimed Native American descent and Skinner observed that the Native American tradition of grinding corn with wooden mortars and pestles continued at Sandy Ground into the 1890s.
During the colonial period Staten Island was largely settled by Dutch and Huguenot families with a scattering of English and other Europeans.5 Many settlers brought white indentured servants or black slaves to the island, with slaves making up between 10 to 23 percent of the population. During the first
Ashur Kentoku crouches down and smiles, her fangs showing, tail swishing behind her, ears perked….
Shoya Namuya was leaning against the wall and she was reading a small book. The book was close to her face and her tail twitched behind her, murmuring under her breath as she focuses on the pages
Emberen Twine murrs softly to Ash…"oh Ash…leave her be. She looks so peaceful!"
Ashur Kentoku flicks an ear at Ember but doesnt move, just watches, still smiling….for the moment.
Emberen Twine sighs as her friend has her fun, but really…what was the fun all about. "I don’t get it," she murrs almost in a whisper.
Shoya Namuya glances up when she hears people talking and she blinks. She looks up at Ashur and Emberen before she closes her book and she slips it into her bag before saying to them "Oh… Hello, again" And she waves towards them
Emberen Twine grins and waves innocently enough wondering if Ash would swat her for saying hello.
Ashur Kentoku merrs softly, her pale eyes glinting. She tilts her head, her hair half-covering her face, but says nothing, just watches Shoya with her unblinking eyes….
Shoya Namuya furrows her brow and then she turns, starting to head down the street as she shakes her head. She was getting more used to how cats acted… And usually when they stared at you like that it wasn’t good! She glances over her shoulder as she holds onto her purse and she waves again ebfore saying "B-Bye" and she looks back down the street, keeping her ears open
Emberen Twine watches Shoya with interest…but not playful interest like Ash. "What book ya readin," she asks with great curiosity.
Ashur Kentoku stood silently and glided after her, following along the awning, staying low…..she makes a soft merrrrrr sound, which might even reach Shoya’s ear…..
Ashur Kentoku turns and gives Ember a "Shut UP!" look, then continues following Shoya…
Emberen Twine’s eyes go big and she frowns. "Was just askin…" she mutters
Shoya Namuya blinks and then she turns around. She looks towards Emberen and she goes to say something but when she sees where Ashur was she pauses for just a seocnd. She turns again and she quickly starts to walk down the street once more, starting to mvoe a bit faster as she clears her throat nervously, keeping her ears perked still
Emberen Twine comes up behind Ash…"What now," she asks.
Ashur Kentoku follows quietly, letting Shoya see her just when she seemed to think she was safe, her fanged smile still on her feline face, her claws making little scritching sounds against the concrete…
Emberen Twine murrs softly to herself as her gaze darts from Ash’s silly game and the twwo standing before them on the catwalk.
Ashur Kentoku hisses quietly at Em, waving her away….if she wasnt going to keep quiet, she wasnt welcome. She turned her unblinking eyes back at Shoya, ready to move when she did again…
Shoya Namuya looks down the street before she turns ands he heads down the alleyway, starting to gnaw on her bottom lip gently, tryign to think of a way to at least lose Ash’s interest. Maybe if she just didn’t run… She takes in slow and steady breaths as she forces herself to slow down
Emberen Twine misses Ash’s wave as she stares at the strangers
Emberen Twine: "Hey Ash?"
Mika would try to open the door thing and kicks at it
Emberen Twine: I don’t think they are supposed to be up there," she murrs nervously.
Ashur Kentoku hops quickly onto the rooftop opposite and pads over to the edge, peering down at the nervous mousie, still smiling her toothy smile…
Mika kicks it again wondering if it will budge
Ashur Kentoku: "Meow," she says. She speaks the word, rather than actually making the sound, deliberately.
Shoya Namuya spins on her heels when she hears Ashur and she glares up at her. She shakes her head and then she asks her in a polite sounding voice "Can I help you with anything?" but she continues to glare, keeping her hand in her bag
Ashur Kentoku follows, dropping back into a crouch, her whiskers puffing out, tail lashing behind her, ears laying flat. Her body begins to vibrate as she stares at Shoya, locking eyes with her if she can. A low growl erupts from her throat, seemingly out of place coming from her small frame….
Shoya Namuya gets a bit of a grin and then she asks "You want a fucking chase? Fine" And then she turns, bolting down the alley without much warning
Ashur Kentoku grins and pounces after her, leaping from rooftop to catwalk, a low merrrrring sound coming from her….
Ashur Kentoku lands with a splash in the scummy water, spitting….She looks up at Shoya and readies herself for another pounce….
Shoya Namuya pants heavily as she pushes herself against the
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