CHAPTER IV

FARMING

Following his taste for outdoor life, and with the approval of his

father, Frederick Olmsted determined to become a farmer at the time his

brother was determining on a doctor’s career if his health permitted.

It was through their friend Frederick Kingsbury that Frederick Olmsted

was directed to the farm of Mr. Joseph Welton in Waterbury, where he

began the serious study of agriculture in May, 1845.[6]

In June of that year he wrote to Charles Brace from Waterbury:

For myself I have every reason to be satisfied with my prospects. I

grow more contented or more fond of my business every day,--really,

for a man that has any inclination for agriculture, the occupation is

very interesting, and if you look closely you will be surprised to

see how much honorable attention and investigation is being connected

with it. The _Cultivator_ has now five regular monthly European

correspondents. Scientific men of highest distinction are there

devoting their undivided attention to its advance; and I think here,

the coming year will show a remarkable progress.

A day or two later Frederick wrote his brother John:

For my part I believe that our farmers are, and have cause to be, the

most contented men in the world; and for the matter of profit, it is

sufficient to know that they live and bring up their families in

what they consider comfortable circumstances, with the usual system

and management. I should think by the use of the proper tools and

machinery which a man of intelligence and information could procure

and invent, at least half of the most disagreeable and hard labor

of our old-fashioned farmers might be dispensed with to advantage.

But I doubt whether taste for its peculiar pleasures, or inclination

or ability for its manual exertions, will make you a farmer. If

you could, however,--and of this you are the best judge,--become

interested in its operations for a year or two, and connect yourself

with its present rapid advance as an honorable and learned profession,

you would not only find it a sufficient means of support, but an

agreeable and healthful pursuit.

From notices in farm journals, such as the _Cultivator_, Frederick

Olmsted was led to select the farm of Mr. George Geddes called

“Fairmount,” near Owego, N. Y., as the place to pursue further his

apprenticeship in agriculture, since Mr. Geddes[7] had been awarded

first prize for the best-ordered farm in New York State.

On March 19, 1846, Frederick wrote to his brother from Hartford:

I shall start I think directly after the election, I presume going to

Albany first, and then on west to Syracuse, etc., with letters from

Mr. Norton and Tucker of the _Cultivator_. Father has obtained 15

new subscribers for the _Cultivator_ here.[8] Perhaps, and I should

prefer to, come per New Haven and N. Y. and first with Professor O’s

letter to Owego. Please do say what you think about it. I should like

to make you a visit again before I go for good and I shall probably

spend next winter on [the] farm.

In June he wrote to Frederick Kingsbury from “Fairmount”:

I want to make myself useful in the world, to make others happy, to

help to advance the condition of Society, and hasten the preparation

for the Millennium, as well as other things too numerous to mention.

Now, how shall I prepare myself to exercise the greatest and best

influence in the situation of life I am likely to be placed in. You

know perhaps as well as I what that is--I suppose it’s not very great

stretch of ambition to anticipate my being a Country Squire in Old

Connecticut in the course of fifteen years. I should like to help then

as far as I could [to foster] in the popular mind generosity, charity,

taste and etc.,--independence of thought of voting and of acting.

The education of the _ignoble vulgus_ ought to be much improved and

extended.

The Agricultural Interest greatly preponderates in number and wealth

in the state, but perhaps has the least influence in Legislation.

Lawyers whose sense of right and truth is blunted by profession--the

sense of law--and traffickers who value themselves as they can make

their own interest appear--whether truly or not--the interest of

another, make our laws, make public opinion, because they have had

their intellectual faculties sharpened by practice and education. Now

the people-farmers and mechanics--the producing classes that the rest

live on--want to think and judge for themselves, to cultivate the

intellectual.

There is happily a reminiscence written by Mrs. Frederick Law Olmsted

in 1920[9] of her husband’s establishment on his own farm at Staten

Island and of the meeting of the Olmsted and Perkins families.

“In the summer of 1847 Mr. John Olmsted of Hartford, Conn., was

staying, with his family, at the Sachem’s Head Hotel where he met

Mr. John Bowne of New York. Mr. Bowne’s wife was the daughter of Dr.

Akerly late of Staten Island, whose family were desirous of selling

the farm left by Dr. Akerly. Mr. Olmsted and his son Frederick, being

dissatisfied with the prospect for success in the small farm at

Guilford, bought not long before for Frederick, accepted Mr. Bowne’s

invitation to go to Staten Island, South Side, and inspect the Akerly

farm. Their impression was so favorable that Mr. Olmsted bought the

place, 130 acres, paying for it $12,000.00 and took possession the

following winter. The farm stretched from the Main Road to the shore

of Prince’s Bay about a mile in length.

“Leaving the main road one entered a very pretty wood of trees of fair

size,--oaks, maples, sweet and sour gum, sassafras, holly, etc. After

about a quarter of a mile one came out upon the cleared land on the

top of a small rise. The soil was heavy red clay, very suitable for

wheat, etc., yielding up to 40 bushels per acre. There was a sort of

plateau from which the land sloped gently down for about quarter of a

mile and then an almost level stretch went to the bank six feet above

the beach. From all this part of the farm there was a fine view of

Prince’s Bay looking across to Sandy Hook (slightly foreshortened),

Navesink, and the New Jersey Hills stretching away to the southward.

There were no trees on this level with the exception of one tall old

pear tree at the foot of which were found from time to time the bones

of the slaves who had been buried there....

“The farm commanded a view of all shipping outward or inward bound....

“The house, standing at the foot of the slope, was built of rough

stone plastered over with lime, and had been, until shortly before

Dr. Akerly’s death, only a story and a half high. He had, in order

to accommodate his growing family of grand-children built on in

wood a full story and a half, giving nine bed chambers. Outside the

junction of the stone and wood was disguised by the roof of an all

round piazza. Inside the effect was rather odd for the stone wall a

foot and a half thick came up nearly three feet and on top of it were

built closets convenient, but queer. Downstairs was an entrance hall

of 12 × 16 feet going through from east to west and on each side a 16

ft. square room with tolerably high ceiling, windows with deep seats

looking east and in one room a window looking south either side of the

fireplace.

“On the south end, the ground sloped so that there was an easy

entrance for barrows to the cellar, large and well lighted, and used

as a dairy. There was a small outbuilding north of the house where was

found a breast plate engraved ‘The King’s American Dragoon’s,’ laid

away on a beam in what had evidently been a stable.

“The first time I ever saw Frederick was in February of 1848 when he

came over to Holly Hill to tell Grandpa Perkins the news of the flight

of Louis Philippe from Paris, just received in New York.

“Frederick was then settled on his farm with his Aunt Maria Olmsted as

housekeeper and provider for two jolly green freshly imported Irish

maids and three or four farm laborers. We soon called on her and the

families were very friendly. At that time Grandpa occupied Holly

Hill Farm and Uncle Frank was living in South Brooklyn. John Hull

Olmsted had just graduated and had come to New York to Dr. Willard

Parker’s office to study medicine. He came to the farm for week ends

and holidays bringing Charles Brace generally and sometimes Frederick

Kingsbury. By the winter time I had grown so intimate with the

Olmsteds that it was arranged that I should pass Christmas at Hartford

on my way back from a visit in Boston, which I did.

“In June his father, step-mother and half sisters Mary and Bertha and

young half brother Albert came to pass a long season, bringing with

them a fine span of horses and an open carriage, the regular farm

outfit being Old Black subject to blind staggers and not too speedy at

best and an old Rockaway.

“Frederick was at this time 26 years of age full of life and fun. He

threw himself into farming with enthusiasm, introduced system and

order to his men, expecting for one thing that at knocking off time

every tool used should be returned to its appointed place and that

every ‘chore’ should be done at the hour fixed, the foreman to report

progress before going in to supper. He engaged in planting and dealing

in fruit-trees, pears principally, which he imported from France.

All was done in a simple inexpensive way, using the old buildings

on the place and practicing rigid economy. He interested himself in

the County Agricultural Society and soon became an active member in

company with Wm. H. Vanderbilt who was at the time a farmer at New

Dorp Lane.

“Frederick had a very pretty talent for caricatures, not of a

grotesque kind but full of quiet humor.... He was fond of long

discussions on moral points as when, if ever, it is allowable to

depart from a direct statement of fact, etc., etc. He was perhaps over

fond of arguments to be pleasing to women. Whimsies had no charm for

him. _Sartor Resartus_ and _Modern Painters_ were our text books.

“Aunt Maria was a dear kind devoted woman of fifty, plain as a

pikestaff and devoid of vanity.

“Mr. Olmsted, the father, had just retired from business with a modest

competence. He was the kindest and most indulgent of fathers,--a man

with a strict sense of justice and of duty, exacting toward himself

rather than toward others. His wife was a Puritan, a model of order

and system, most efficient as an organizer and full of interest in

Nature and Man.

“The family continued to make its summer home at the farm until the

end of the summer of 1853, six years.”

It was in 1849-1850 that Frederick considered going into the nursery

business on a small scale. He wrote to his father on March 14:

I have been to Flushing and got the trees. Parsons’ bill is $258.

and he desires especially if it cannot be paid before the 1st of May

that he may have paper that he can use--your note. I have been so

unfortunate in my sales that I concluded not to take so many by 300

trees as I had intended. Parsons being very willing, he will probably

sell the trees from 5 to 10 per cent more than my price. Mr. Field

strongly recommends me to purchase for myself in France. Thinks I

might find ready sale for some thousand on Staten Island within a few

years, at 100 per cent over cost of importing them. I called at the

Packet offices this morning but could not get anything reliable as to

freight. As near as I can guess the bulk of 100 trees (small dwarf

pear) of ordinary goods would not be over $1.00. S---- gave me to

understand it would be near $10. I think he lied. But even at that I

could import them one year younger than these I have of Parsons for

but little more than one half what I pay him and at about one quarter

what Mr. Field paid for his.

Later in his venture he wrote to Fred Kingsbury:

SOUTH SIDE, Dec. 21, 1850.

There is a good deal of building this winter.

My trees are to arrive soon, so I cannot go to Connecticut at present.

More of them than I had calculated the man could supply, about 5,000

pears. The nurseryman makes me a present of 200 samples of his shrubs

and trees. They are also lower than they had been offered and promise

very fine. You have a nurseryman in Waterbury. I wish you would

ask him if he does not want some pears on pear or quince stock, of

the latter I have the finest lot ever imported and will sell them

lower than the regular nurserymen. I shall have a few popular shrubs

and trees of other sorts. How would a few hundred go at auction in

Waterbury? I have a lot of (pot plants) cedar of Lebanon.

In this letter, he adds:

We are likely to have a Plank Road upon the island, contract is

offered at exactly the sum per mile I estimated in an article upon the

subject in the _Staten Isler_ last spring. Our society does well, I

have near $20. worth of premiums.

The society to which he refers, and of which he was Corresponding

Secretary, was the Richmond County Agricultural Society. Early in 1850

the Board of Managers issued an “Appeal to the Citizens of Staten

Island.” In this we read:

“How is this, Fellow Citizens? Is the very best method of Farming which

can be adopted universally practiced among us? Is it by any one of us?

Is Agriculture, as a science, sufficiently understood in our community?

Can no luxuries be added to our orchards--no new beauty bloom in our

gardens? Are there no incongruities or inconveniences in our Domestic

Architecture? Is the want of refined Rural Taste nowhere observable on

our island? Are we quite satisfied with our _Roads_--confident that our

breeds of cattle are unsurpassed, and that no improvements can be added

to the implements of our Husbandry, that we should neglect or refuse

to combine our knowledge and influence in these matters? May we not

want a little of the patriotic sentiment, the neighborly feeling, the

cordial good understanding among ourselves, that would be promoted by

a free interchange of our thoughts, opinions and observations, and by

manifesting a unity of purpose with regard to these subjects of common

interest?”

Frederick recorded his progress in the nursery business in a letter to

his father Nov. 6, 1851:

I have sold near $100. worth of trees besides those sent to Terry.

Received order for a small lot to be delivered at Hartford at

wholesale prices from Sol. Porter, Porter Place, Banker. I referred

him to my letter but told him that on the supposition that he meant

to increase his order I would send the trees, putting them on board

Hartford boat at $50. rate, if I did not hear from him this week to

the contrary. He ordered also some peach trees, which I shall have

to get, I don’t know where. Next day another order, “2d, not for

Porter Place,” for 20 more pears. I have had two calls from men that

wanted a large number shade trees--evergreens--and other fruit trees,

that I could not supply--and could not get the ordering of. One of

them[10] is engaged in laying out grounds for Aspinwalls, Livingston

and others at Clifton and told me he should have bought a good many

hundred trees if I had had such as he wanted. He took 31 pears at 60

cts. for Livingston and O’Conner. Townsend called & took 24, Bunker,

15 and others of that sort, making the best sort of nest eggs for the

business.

There is a remark in a letter of 1890 from Mr. Olmsted to Dr. Peter

Collier, Director of the Agricultural Experiment Station at Geneva, N.

Y., which shows how important he considered this period of his career:

“I began life as a farmer, and although for forty years I have had no

time to give to agricultural affairs, I still feel myself to belong to

the farming community, and that all else that I am has grown from the

agricultural trunk.”

FOOTNOTES:

[6] This was a period of intelligent interest in scientific

agriculture, and there was an outburst of farm journals, beginning in

the late thirties. See the list in Bailey’s _Cyclopedia of American

Agriculture_, 1909, Vol. IV.

[7] “Mr. Geddes’ father was prominent in building the Erie Canal and

he was himself an engineer, as well as a farmer, and interested in

politics, so that Mr. Olmsted had plenty of stimulus to think while he

worked, and in the evening to discuss a wide range of subjects with an

intelligent man.” From Biographical Introduction by F. L. Olmsted, Jr.,

to _Seaboard Slave States_, edition of 1904.

[8] Mr. John Olmsted’s firm in Hartford was a regularly accredited

agency for the _Cultivator_ and its name appears on the title-page.

[9] Mrs. Olmsted died April 23, 1921, at the age of ninety-one.

[10] Evidently one of the popular “landscape gardeners” to which

reference is made in Part III.

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