Date: Fri 18-Sep-1998
Date: Fri 18-Sep-1998
Publication: Bee
Author: KAAREN
Quick Words:
Northrop-Elyea-monument
Full Text:
Growing Up In Newtown At The Turn Of The (Last) Century
(with photos)
BY KAAREN VALENTA
Helen Northrop Elyea has vivid memories of growing up on Main Street. So when
the Newtown Historical Society presented copies of several books about the
history of Newtown to the library at Ashlar of Newtown, the 96-year-old Ashlar
resident was intrigued.
Mrs Elyea and Elin Hayes, president of the Newtown Historical Society, spent
nearly an hour perusing one of the books, Daniel Cruson's Images of America:
Newtown , looking at the photographs while they sat in the comfortable lobby
of the skilled nursing facility on Toddy Hill Road.
"Oh, look, there's my father," Mrs Elyea said, pointing at a photograph taken
in 1905 at the town's Bicentennial Celebration. "And that's Mr McCarthy, my
teacher at the North Center School. The school used to sit where the monument
is now."
The historical society also donated copies of Touring Newtown's Past by Al
Goodrich and Mary Mitchell; The Prehistory of Fairfield County and Newtown's
Slaves by Mr Cruson; pamphlets on Judge William Edmond, Mary Hawley, and
Matthew Curtiss, Jr, and a binder to keep each month's issue of the historical
society newsletter, The Rooster's Crow , that also contains historical essays
by Mr Cruson, who is the town historian.
"We thought it would be very appropriate to give the books to the residents of
Ashlar," Mrs Hayes said. "If anyone in Newtown can appreciate what we do as
the historical society, it is the older residents. This is our way to give
back to them."
Mrs Elyea was born in the house at 68 Main Street (now the Hyde residence,
immediately north of the Soldiers' and Sailors' Monument) on October 5, 1901.
"My father, George Northrop, rebuilt the house. He was a contractor, a good
one. People used to wait for his work," Mrs Elyea said. "He worked for the man
who owned The Castle on Castle Hill Road. The lady with him, his secretary
Miss Blake, had a little white dog. [Later] my sister and I used to go up
there and climb in the windows and play there."
George and Anna Northrop had three daughters: Georgie, Mary Aurelia, and
Helen, the youngest. Behind their house, the Northrops had a large barn that
held a carpentry workshop and housed the horses -- Nettie and Beauty -- that
pulled their wagon. They also had a smokehouse where Anna Northrop would smoke
two pigs every fall to provide the family with ham for the winter.
"We'd buy them from the Mitchell farm up the Housatonic River -- he used to
raise pigs," Mrs Elyea explained.
"One day when I was at school, my teacher looked out the window and saw the
doctor bringing my father home in a car because he was hurt. Something had
scared my father's horse, and it ran away. The wagon hit a curb and turned
over. The accident tore my father's ear off."
"I attended ballroom dancing classes with boys and girls in the old town
hall," Mrs Elyea said. "Across the street from our house was the (John Beach
Memorial) library. Ann Blackman lived right next to the library. She had a
balky horse, and my mom would have to go and help her get it going."
Although her memory for recent events isn't as good as it used to be, Mrs
Elyea can remember everything about Main Street during the years she was
growing up there. She can name all the residents who lived in each house,
without having to stop to think about it.
"Mrs Glover and her son, Curtis, lived in the house that was on the other side
of the school. She was an old woman at the time," Mrs Elyea said. "They left
the house to the church and it became the rectory. Levi Morris was the funeral
director and had a store across the street, but it burned in a fire so he
moved up the street and went into business with Mr Shepard at the General
Store."
"William Leonard owned the Newtown Inn [on the site where the Booth Library is
now]. I was best friends with his daughter, Clarissa. I used to go to school
with Justine and Agnes Holian, who lived in the Grand Central Hotel [which
later became the Parker House, then the Yankee Drover]."
"I would go to the post office in the old town hall every morning to get the
mail," Mrs Elyea said. "In the winter we would skate down below the railroad
station (on Church Hill Road) where they cut the ice for the ice house."
When she walked down Main Street to visit her friends, she would pass by the
house of Mary Hawley, usually skipping up the two steps the Hawleys had once
used to climb into their wagon, and jumping off.
"She wasn't very nice," Mrs Elyea confided. "Not friendly. But I guess she had
a hard life."
Mrs Elyea remembers Arthur T. Nettleton, who was president of the Newtown
Savings Bank and Miss Hawley's financial adviser. "My cousin Carlton Hubbell
worked at the bank and so did George Stuart," she said.
During the War Maneuvers of 1912, when thousands of soldiers came to Newtown
on training exercises, Mrs Elyea was 11 years old.
"I had a US pin that one of the soldiers gave to me," she said. "So many
people came to town to watch [the maneuvers] that some of them had their cars
parked in our yard."
After graduating from the North Central district school, Mrs ELyea attended
high school at Newtown Academy, which was located on Church Hill Road across
the street from St Rose Church.
"Leo Hickson was the principal," Mrs Elyea said. "But there was some kind of
trouble. The school broke up, and I went with some of the students to the high
school at [what formerly was] the Sunset Tavern and graduated from there."
After graduation, she married a classmate, Paul T. Clarkson, and moved to
Waterbury, where he worked at Scovill, a large brass manufacturing plant. In
1947 the couple moved to California for his health, but he died five months
later.
More than 20 years later, when she was in her early 70s, she married Earl
Elyea, whom she also would outlive. Three years ago, Mrs Elyea decided to
return to Newtown.
"She called and said she was coming," explained her nephew, Richard Andrews,
who lives on The Boulevard Extension. She lived with us for the first month
because there wasn't an opening at Ashlar."
Now Mrs Elyea sits in the parlor at Ashlar, pouring over the photographs in
the books donated by the historical society and remembers how Newtown was
nearly a century ago.
"We had a very happy childhood," she said. "It was a wonderful place to grow
up."