At this time of year as students are headed back to college I am reminded of a letter Carrie wrote to her father Gilbert Terry dated 12 September 1880 from Trenton, New Jersey. Carrie was beginning her second year in a 2 year program at the Normal School in Trenton, New Jersey where she was taking classes to become a School Teacher. The ‘Normal School’ in Trenton was established in 1855 as the first teacher training institution in New Jersey and the 9th in the Untied States.
“Misses Hannah King and Carrie Terry have returned to the State Normal School at Trenton, New Jersey”
Map of Long Island 1802 from New York City Map 1700
light brown line shows trip by boat from Eastern Long Island to New York City“Dear Father,
(click on images to enlarge)
I suppose you have been looking for a letter ever since I left home. I meant to have written immediately but circumstances prevented. I will commence at the beginning and tell you about all that has happened since I left home. We had a very pleasant trip on the boat. It was a little foggy but not enough to hinder our progress. We arrived at New York about six o’clock.
Bennie Moore, Uncle Calvin’s son, was on board and since he is Hannah’s cousin and devoted himself particularly to her, of course, I became acquainted. He has been to Yale College and is now engaged in teaching somewhere in Brooklyn or New York. He is well educated but for all that he is sometimes a little queer, and it is amusing to hear him talk. There were a great many on the boat among them three negro women who had births in the cabin. During the evening I went into the cabin to put on my cloak and they sat there talking. It seems one of them had been talking with a medium. It was really interesting and laughable to hear her talk. I did not listen long so am not able to repeat anything that she said. We were met at the boat by Mr. Higgins and another young fellow, Mr. Henderson by name. Mr. Higgins was at Mr. Baldwin Terry’s boarding and we met him there on the fifth of July when we were there. Perhaps you remember him, I did. Mr. Henderson has been boarding at Mr. Terry’s too this summer although he was not there at the time we were. Mr. Higgins, because he had met me before I suppose, devoted himself to me and left Mr. Henderson to wait on Hannah.
-light green line is Fulton Street
-red line is Broadway
-gold line is Cortland Street to Ferry
-blue line is Ferry to Jersey City to pick up train
Map of the Railroads of New Jersey 1887 Drawn and Compiled by John T. Van Cleef and J. Brognard Betts
brown line is one of the train lines from Jersey City to Trenton, New Jersey
Wow, what a journey for a young woman of 19 years. Two young girls traveling alone. I guess this was there second year and second time doing this trip but it was 1880. The remainder of her letter tells about arriving at the Normal School and her classes. (More to follow on that.)
I am glad that I did the research to find the maps and I am amazed at the types of maps I was able to find. I was surprised to see how many docks and ferrys there were around New York City in 1880 as well as the number of train lines in New Jersey at that time also. There were train lines on Long Island so I am not sure why Carrie and Hannah went by boat to New York City. Maybe it was cheaper or easier with them taking trunks to go by boat to New York City? I think the maps really enable me to picture her journey of about 164 miles in 1880. A journey today that would take about 4 hours to drive…depending on traffic, of course.
As I think about my Great-Grandmother’s exciting journey all the way to another state to attend school to become a teacher and her adventurous spirit I can’t help think about 3 of her great-granddaughters who had a similar adventurous spirit in their teens and because Exchange Students to other countries. I went to Bolivia, then my cousin Marie went to South Africa and then my sister Ann went to Brazil. Years later even my niece Nicole would study abroad for a semester in Chile. I would like to think that, unbeknownst to us at the time of Carrie’s journey, she was cheering us along on our adventure of a life time, exploring new places, languages, cultures and meeting new people. I’d like to think she would have been proud of us carrying on her adventurous spirit. Not all treasures passed down from generation to generation are material items.
Enjoy the journey,