Woodside, the North End of Newark, N.J.: Its History, Legends and Ghost Stories Gathered from the Records and the Older Inhabitants Now LivingHine, C. G. (Charles Gilbert)
History
Woodside, the North End of Newark, N.J.: Its History, Legends and Ghost Stories Gathered from the Records and the Older Inhabitants Now Living
Hine, C. G. (Charles Gilbert)
Hine, C. C. (Charles Cole), 1825-1897; Woodside (Newark, N.J.) -- History
The present spelling of the name Sidman has been in occasional use for
at least one hundred and fifty years, as the name is so spelled in the
grave-digger’s bill for John (2), who died in 1754. In the paper
detailing the settlement of the estate of John (2) the name is spelled
Sidnham. In an inventory of his goods is mentioned “Hagar, a negro
girl”, who was valued at £40. In a document dated in 1816 the name is
spelled Sidingham. The present spelling came into general use with
David, son of Thomas, who refused to sign his name other than Sidman.
Miss Laura M. Sydenham tells me that when she was a child a certain
hollow on the crown of the ridge which had the appearance of having been
surrounded by a heavy stone wall, and which was situated in the fields,
she thinks, somewhere between the house of Mr. Elias G. Heller and the
Presbyterian church, was pointed out by the elders as the site of a fort
erected for protection against the Indians, but nothing more definite
than this is known.
Miss Sydenham also remembers having been told that a Tory, whose house
was burned because of his unpatriotic tendencies, resided between the
present Sidman house and Murphy’s lane.
The woods on the Sidman place were used to some extent as a camping
ground by certain Indians. Miss J. A. Sidman recalls having heard her
grandmother tell of an invitation extended to her by these Indians to
dine with them and, as she preferred not to offend the red-skinned
neighbors, the invitation was accepted; but this proved to be one of the
times when a little knowledge is a dangerous thing, for she arrived in
time to see the dinner preparing and the careless and uncleanly methods
of her hosts so nauseated her that she invented some excuse and came
away.
Another of the early memories is Mollie, an old Indian basket maker, who
frequented the neighborhood, securing her material from the Sidman
woods. She frequently slept on the floor of the kitchen, always in a
sitting posture. One day other Indians came this way and the wild
instinct returned to the old basket maker who, after an excited
conversation with her new-found friends, departed with them never to be
seen again in the neighborhood.
The upper end of Branch Brook park, which was formerly a part of the
Sidman domain, was known as “Blue Jay” woods.
FOREST HILL BEFORE MORRISTOWN.
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