Mahmoud Abijah’d in Granby
Granby (Google Maps Location)
July 27, 2008
Writing a blog entry on a dreary, icy-stormy day in December is always a great way to pass the idle time. Looking at the pictures and uncovering memories from a hot July day to write said story is a bit strange. But I have no excuse for the delay, really, other than sheer laziness.
However, the good news is that the Salmon Brook Historical Society, who owns and operates the four historic Granby museum properties in Salmon Brook Park, have updated and added to their website in the interim, which is almost all copy and pasted throughout this report. In other words, the difficult task of remembering all that I saw six months ago (let alone digging out my notes – if I even took any; I forget) just became a whole heck of a lot easier! Hooray for us all!
The Abijah Rowe House is the oldest structure left from the original Salmon Brook Settlement. It was probably built by Nehemiah Lee (circa 1732), sold in 1750 to his son-in-law Peter Rowe, and then to Peter’s brother, Abijah Rowe, in 1753. The Rowe brothers were both blacksmiths, and may have made some of the hardware in the house. I am always curious how these places decide upon which owner to name the house after today. In this case, I’m guessing because they have the most “stuff” from the Abijah years.
After Rowe’s death in 1812, his heirs sold the house to Elijah and Joseph Smith in 1813. It remained in the Smith family until 1903, when it was sold to Fred M. Colton. Mr. Colton’s daughters, Mildred Colton Allison and Carolyn Colton Avery, presented the Rowe House to the Salmon Brook Historical Society in 1966. Thanks sisters! (Eh, it was probably just too drafty for them.)
The house has been restored to an early 1800’s appearance. Much of the furniture is from early Granby and not the house itself. The paneling and corner cupboard in the south parlor are original to the house. Their are small parts of the house that are original, and a bunch that are “authentic restorations” of the 19th century. However, the front door is an outstanding original feature of the house.
I took a tour with a (once again) slightly puzzled guide. (Puzzled by me, not the tour!) Hoang and Damian chose to sit this tour out, opting instead to continue playing out in the grass with our friend Lisa and her daughters Hannah, Leah, and Rachel who had met up with us. Lisa’s husband, Tim, actually joined me for the tour which was cool because he a) asked the same type of goofy questions I do and b) served as a diversion while I took my creepy antique doll pictures like I am compelled to do.
Two interesting pictures… that chair on the left contains a chamber pot, which is just fantastic. And the “Burnt India Baby” on the right? I’m as confused as anyone.
We toured the kitchen, the pantry, the formal living room, and the dining room all on the ground floor. There was nothing extraordinary about the rooms; fairly standard Connecticut Historic House fare. So we followed our guide up the impossibly skinny stairs to the second floor.
Their website says, “The second floor also houses a room with Victorian toys, from a wooden tricycle to an exquisite doll house, along with a charming collection of antique dolls.” “Charming?” Not to me they aren’t. Longtime CTMQ readers know that I am drawn to old dolls for one reason: They freak me out. (Here’s but one example of many.)
Take the foppish kid in the chair, for example. His (or is it a her?) stick-straight legs are abnormally wide beginning up in the pelvic region. The always-dead eyes yearn to be saved from a lifetime of torturous, pelvic breaking pain. We checked out a couple bedrooms and yes, there was a wool spinner and the beds had the ropes to “sleep tight.” The historic house checklist was complete.
Back downstairs, there were a few things hanging on the walls of note:
While this isn’t THE Granby Oak, it allows me to link my visit to the coolest tree in the state, which is right down the road.
I am fascinated with The Leatherman and am eager to find all his old haunts.
And that was pretty much that. Abijah Rowe did nothing of importance in his life, nor did anyone else who owned this house back in the day. This is another case of “Old house survives, becomes a museum as result.” Which I’m totally fine with – but I still must note it.
Go back to 1. I received an email from Dana Twiss of the Maine Historical Society shedding some light: “I read your statement about being confused about the “Burnt India” baby which is displayed under a glass globe. It’s hard to tell from your picture due to the glossy look and the glare, but might the baby have been made of rubber or vulcanized rubber, which becomes very hard like plastic? India by itself is sometimes used as another name for rubber, as in Indian rubber, and burnt would refer to the vulcanization process, the definition for which from Webster’s 1913 edition is “to change the properties of, as caoutchouc, or India rubber, by the process of vulcanization. Vulcanized fiber, paper, paper pulp, or other fiber, chemically treated, as with metallic chlorides, so as to form a substance resembling ebonite in texture, hardness, etc.”
Cost: $2.00 donation to tour all the buildings
Hours: Sundays June-September, 2-4PM
Food & Drink? No question – The Cambridge House
Children? 8 & Up
You’ll like it if: You named your cat Abijah
You won’t like it if: You yearn for something new and different
For the Curious