John Jacob Kreischer and Katherine Gilcher:
by Michelle Stone
and Family in Syracuse
and Onondaga County, New York
Copyright 2004-2007. All rights reserved.
Chapter 1: Passage to a New World (1883)
Above, the port of Bremerhaven. Below, a view of the free
port (Freihafen) of
Bremen/Bremerhaven, and exterior and interior views of the train station
(Bahnhof) in Bremen—scenes our immigrant
ancestors would have encountered, as they looked in the 1880's.
On a Wednesday, the 30th day of May, 1883, the massive
steamship Elbe of the North German Lloyd line pulled away
from the dock in the northern German harbor town of Bremerhaven, port terminus of
the city of Bremen (map),
to venture beyond the mouth of the Weser River
and into the cold green waves of the North Sea. Picking up speed, the ship
steamed its way past the Netherlands, through the narrow Strait of Dover,
and entered the
English Channel, making a brief stop at the port town of
Southampton in the center of the southern coast of England.
Then the sleek, four-masted vessel put out to sea once more,
this time heading west across the wide Atlantic.
Its final destination: New York.
In that year of 1883 unprecedented masses of
people were leaving their native homes in the German Empire
to come to America. But this tidal wave of emigration had been building for over
40 years. One by one, encouraged by letters from friends, relatives, and neighbors
who had emigrated before them, and spurred on by the promise of a
better life and future for themselves and their children, they would each,
individually and for their own reasons, come to make the momentous decision
to leave their familiar world and loved ones behind and migrate
toward the unknown.
During the three large waves of emigration
from the area today known as Germany, in
the period 1845 to 1893, an estimated 4.5 million
people left. Most of the emigrants at that time came from the
areas then known as Prussia, Bohemia, Bavaria, Württemberg,
Hessen, and Baden
They made their way across their own country, often leaving their own villages
or valleys for the first time in their lives, to travel by river, train, horse, wagon,
or by foot to one of the great German emigration ports such as Hamburg
or Bremen/Bremerhaven (nicknamed “Der Vorort New-Yorks”—“the
suburb of New York”). Most of those bound for America aimed for the
ports of New York and Baltimore.
In the 1870’s steamships replaced sailing ships on the
trans-Atlantic migration routes. What had in earlier decades
been a terrible passage of many months entailing risk of disease,
starvation, and death, now became a voyage of two weeks. By
the 1880’s there were regularly scheduled steamship departures
from Bremen to New York, Baltimore, New Orleans, Galveston, and other ports in
the United States. Seasickness, poor food, crowded
conditions, illness, and mishaps at sea during the voyage
still threatened, but by 1883 the trip from the Old Country to the
New World clearly held more advantages than risks.
The Elbe was a top-class, express steamship, which had
broken all previous world speed records on her second voyage in 1881,
when she completed the Southampton-New York route in only eight-and-a-half days.
Two years later, in 1883, she was completely
outfitted with electricity for lighting. Built in 1881 in Glasgow,
Scotland by John Elder & Co. for the Norddeutscher Lloyd
steamship company of Bremen, she was
a 4,510-gross-ton ship of iron construction, 416.5 feet long and
45 feet across the beam, with four masts and two funnels, and
with single-screw propulsion and double-expansion engines
providing a service speed of 15 to 17 knots. Aboard
the Elbe were accommodations for 120 to 179 first-class passengers,
130 to 142 second-class passengers, and room for 796 to 1,000
third-class passengers in steerage (“Zwischendeck”).
On this particular voyage to New York there were 1,250 souls aboard
the Elbe as it
pulled away from Southampton.
According to Captain William Willigerod’s manifest filed with the Port of New York Customs authorities on 9 June,
there were, in fact, 1,067 adults aboard (928 in steerage,
32 in first class, 68 in second class), 125 children between the
ages of one and eight years (117 in steerage), and 58 infants
(all but two of them in steerage) under the age of one year (such infants customarily
received a reduced-price or even free passage, providing a motivation for some
parents to shade the truth by a few months for their bouncing baby boys and girls).
Of the passengers in steerage, 39 adults, three children between the ages of one and
eight, and one infant (43 persons total) were bunked on this trip in
“Officers and Engineers etc. Rooms.” Probably by paying a bit
more, these individuals gained some increased measure of privacy for their
The steamship Elbe, built in 1881. Photo used with permission
from the Steamship Historical Society of America
Collection, Langsdale Library, University of Baltimore.
One of the 56 infants in steerage was Passenger No. 521, a
dark-eyed baby boy documented as “Carl Kreischere.” He was listed on the ship’s
manifest as being six months old, but in truth he was eight months
and 24 days old. Traveling with him, as described in
the manifest, were his parents, “Jacob Kreischere,” age (at next birthday) “34”
(occupation: “joiner”—that is, a cabinetmaker, furniture-maker,
or skilled carpenter), and “Catharine Kreischere,” age (at next birthday) “28,”
“wife.” They were listed as citizens of the country of “Germany,”
their intended destination being the “United States of America.”
They had three pieces of baggage
(probably trunks) and intended a “protracted sojourn” at their
destination (as opposed to being “Transient or in transit”).
trans-Atlantic Captain Wilhelm Willigerod of the S.S. Elbe was 44 years old in 1883 when he piloted the Kreischers to America. Nine years later (in November 1892), still a North German Lloyd steamship line captain, he would skillfully keep the S.S. Spree afloat until a rescuing ship arrived, saving the lives of all passengers aboard, including the famous 19th-century evangelist D. L. Moody.
The majority of passengers on the ship were from Germany.
But there were also many citizens of the United States
returning home, and non-citizens described as traveling from
Austria, Bohemia, and Hungary (representing the growing
next great wave of emigrants from the Central European
countries), as well as a few from Switzerland, Denmark,
Norway, and Sweden.
In steerage, the men were usually bunked separately from the women and small
children. All in steerage traveled under the most minimal and crowded conditions.
The food and water provided by the steamship company would be merely
adequate, yet this offering represented a huge improvement over earlier decades when
travelers brought and prepared their own provisions throughout the voyage
or were forced to endure the inadequate, unhealthy, and unpleasant nourishment provided
onboard the ship.
Still, space and privacy would have been scant.
The trip was a trial, even as it was an adventure. We can only imagine the
passage they shared—when the seas were calm and
the weather fair, what conversations went on above and below decks; perhaps
there was even dancing and music-making—and when the seas were stormy and rough,
what misery they must have endured. It would be a life-changing experience for every
emigrant onboard, a personal landmark they would never forget for as long as they
Fortunately for the Kreischers the voyage was
comparatively brief. Though they traveled in steerage, they
had money enough to ride a swift ship. Norddeutscher Lloyd’s steerage tickets
on this route cost between $25 and $30 U.S. dollars each in 1883 (approximately $450
per person in today’s dollars; first-class passage cost four times that).
“Heimat”—The Homes They Left Behind
The cabinetmaker who would sign his
formal name as John Jacob Kreischer in America
was born (see birth registration)
Johann Jacob Kreischer at 11 o’clock on the morning of 5 July 1849
(a Thursday) in the home of his parents in the tiny farming village of Kirrweiler.
This village lay southwest of the larger towns of Grumbach and Lauterecken,
and north of the Glan River, all in the distinctive region of southwest
Germany called in English the Palatinate, or Palatine, or the Pfalz. He was
known among his German acquaintances by what we in America today would call
his middle name (as was the naming custom
among many Germans) of Jacob (pronounced in German, YA-cub; the surname
Kreischer in German means one who cries, shrieks, screeches, or shouts).
As an adult he was of slender build and medium height (5 feet 8 inches tall),
with “bluish” eyes,
blond hair, a light complexion, prominent ears and a “pointed” nose and “spare” face
that in later photographs would reveal a quick intelligence and knowing humor.
The Kreischer home in Kirrweiler, date of photo unknown (early
1900’s?). It probably looked much like this and was already quite old when
Jacob Kreischer grew up there.
He was the third of eight children born
between 1845 and 1860 to Philipp Kreischer,
a farmer (himself born 4 November 1817 in Merzweiler),
and Maria Catharina (Allman) Kreischer. The circumstances of the family as
Jacob was growing up, and the relationship between them when he left have not yet been
discovered and maybe never will be. He no doubt received the standard elementary
education available to all the village children at that time and so could read and
write, and in some fashion he learned the trades of cabinetmaking (“joining”), carpentry, and
But incredibly, even today stories are still told about Jacob by his distant relations in his former
home village, who recall local rumors of how he had a reputation as a “roamer”
(Stromer) who would rather gad around here and there than to diligently stick to
his work as a joiner (Schreiner).
They tell of how he revealed by his own confession that he made a stealthy nocturnal visit, climbing through a window, to
dally with a farmer’s daughter on the nearby farm known as Schönborner Hof—then
bragged about the “good time” he’d had in a note he secreted within the seat of
a chair he built; the note was eventually found by another family member when the chair finally was broken apart, decades after Jacob's death!
Another rumor suggests that it may have
been he who left another note found much later in another chair, saying that he was unhappy
and wanted to go to America. Yet another rumor tells how both Jacob and his older brother Philipp each romanced two or more women at the same time—to avoid unpleasant consequences Philipp moved to Saarbrücken, and Jacob emigrated to America. Regardless of the reasons why he left, Jacob was unique among the Kirrweiler Kreischers in emigrating to America, so the stories go.
Overlooking Kirrweiler (pronounced “KUR-vul-ler”) in its valley in the Pfalz. This was Johann Jacob Kreischer's Heimat. Photo by Jean Claude Kreischer 2007.
Catharina Gilcher Kreischer, who would Americanize her name to
Katharine or Katherine Kreischer in the U.S., was born
(see birth registration) on Friday, 30 May 1856 in Rathsweiler, a
similarly small farming village of a few hundred people
near the Glan River in the district (Kreis) of Kusel
in the Pfalz (approximately a four-mile, cross-country, downhill walk southwest from
Jacob’s hometown of Kirrweiler). Her father, Abraham Gilcher (1822-1893),
was also a joiner/cabinetmaker, as well as a farmer. This fact
offers a clue to how Catharina and Jacob might have met—through
the common occupation of the two men who perhaps worked together.
Catharina’s mother was Luisa Häsel Gilcher (1823-?), daughter of Reinhold Häsel and
Elisabeth Kohl Häsel. Catharina was the fifth of seven children born to the
family in Rathsweiler between 1845 and 1862 (see
genealogy). Her only sister, Louisa,
died as a young child when Catharina was about a month and a half old.
Katherine Gilcher Kreischer. Photo taken in Syracuse,
New York, date unknown (late 1880’s?).
The first Gilcher to settle in Rathsweiler had been Catharina’s great-grandfather,
Johann Abraham Gilcher (1750-1832), who moved from the nearby village of Oberalben
to marry a Rathsweiler girl, Maria Catharina Drumm, in 1778. They lived with Maria’s
well-off parents in the largest home-and-barn structure in Rathsweiler, newly
erected in 1776 and enlarged a few years later.
This Gilcher couple had nine children and the seventh, Johann Peter
(known as Peter) Gilcher (1792-1865),
Catharina’s grandfather, built in 1828 a one-story house for himself adjacent to
his father’s home, and lived in Rathsweiler as a successful farmer in his own right.
Peter and his wife,
Luisa Grill (1797-1873), had nine children of their own, and were forced to borrow
money and sell off property to support them and add a second story to the house,
where many of
them lived. On land he sold to the town of Rathsweiler the village
erected its first school building in 1841.
Catharina Gilcher’s home in Rathsweiler,
as it looks today. Photo by Friedrich Hüttenberger 2003.
In 1846 when Catharina’s parents were married, her grandfather deeded the
house to her father—with many provisions and obligations,
including the obligation to assume all of the family debts, to take care of his
elderly parents, and to let all the other family members live in the house as long
as they remained unmarried and childless.
By 1856 when Catharina was born, 15 people were living in the home, including her
parents, her grandparents, her four older siblings, and her
father’s numerous unmarried brothers and sisters. Conditions must
have been uncomfortably crowded. Two generations of large families
to support had reduced the Gilchers’ resources, and a series of poor harvests across
the country during the 1850’s had driven up food prices and taken an economic
toll. The same conditions held throughout the village where a clannish culture
prevailed—other relatives, uncles, aunts, and cousins of various degrees
of kinship lived in similar fashion throughout Rathsweiler, in the neighboring
village of Ulmet
(a short walk across the Kappeler Brücke—Chapel Bridge—over the Glan),
and in many of the other surrounding villages of Kreis Kusel.
This was the Heimat (the home
region and culture) into which Catharina Gilcher was born.
Catharina attended the Rathsweiler daily school (Wertstagschule)
from the ages of five to 14 (1861-1870), and graduated from the Sonn- und
Freiertagschule two years later (1872),
receiving a diploma testifying to her “excellent”
and “very good” grades and “exemplary” conduct in such subjects as religious
education, reading, penmanship, grammar, spelling, written and oral calculation,
social studies, drawing, and needlework. This certificate traveled with
her to America and would find a home tucked away for many years in the
big Kreischer family German-language Bible
inherited by her descendants.
Rathsweiler, in the valley of the Glan. This was Katharina Gilcher's Heimat. Photo by M.
During Catharina’s childhood and school years her father’s siblings moved
away from the house, eventually giving Catharina’s family more room.
One of her aunts (who was also her godmother), Maria Elisabeth Gilcher (1832-1910),
emigrated to the United States in 1857, following the trail blazed for her by
her older sister, Luisa (1827-1899), who had similarly emigrated in 1854
(leaving Germany almost immediately following the death of her two-year-old
illegitimate daughter). These two women ended up marrying German immigrant men and
living out the rest of their lives not far from each other in Wisconsin. A third aunt,
Philippina (nicknamed “Binche”) Gilcher (1825-1895), had a son, Ludwig (1857-1892), out
of wedlock and moved (around 1860) with him to a small house at the opposite end
of Rathsweiler shared with two of her other unmarried siblings,
Philipp (1824-1907) and Catharina (1828-1887). The provisions of their father’s
contract with their brother Abraham
forced these aunts of Catharina’s to move out of their childhood (now Abraham’s)
home if they wanted to get married, or once they had children, whether they were
married or not.
There were social, cultural, and religious prohibitions against illegitimate births.
Shame was attached to them, yet they were not an uncommon occurrence
throughout the German lands, for the marriage
laws were in many instances cruelly restrictive, requiring that
prospective spouses obtain substantial wealth before bonds of romance could be
formalized. Non-firstborn children from large families could find it particularly
difficult to acquire the needed nest egg. As land grew scarce in the mid-1800’s,
many grew up with nowhere to live and no way to afford or earn separate dwelling space.
Catharina’s own father,
Abraham, and his older brother had in fact been born before their parents
married. Many people were middle-aged by the time they wed, and it was not
unusual for couples by then to have had several children together, for regardless of
the laws, human nature would not wait. For several generations emigration
(Auswanderung) had offered one solution as German children came of age
and had to decide how to make a life for themselves.
By 1862 Catharina was the sole daughter among three older brothers and two younger
brothers, Jacob (born in 1859) and Carl (born in 1862), the youngest. The following year
old Peter Gilcher, their grandfather living in their home, died. He would’ve been
buried about a mile away in the churchyard of the Evangelische (Protestant
Lutheran) Flurskapelle (“chapel in the meadows”) halfway between
Rathsweiler and Ulmet, where the Gilchers of the surrounding area had worshipped
and been baptized, confirmed, married, and buried since the 1700’s.
The Flurskapelle of Ulmet (and Rathsweiler), where the
Gilchers worshipped since 1778. Photo by M. Stone 2003.
Catharina and her cousin, Ludwig Gilcher (her Aunt Binche’s illegitimate son), were contemporaries
and no doubt attended school in Rathsweiler together, along with various other
cousins among the Drumm, Häsel, Kohl, and Grill families in the close-knit
1873, the year Catharina turned 17, was an eventful year for her family.
In February one of her older brothers, Philipp, died at the age of 24.
On the first of May her oldest brother, Abraham Jr., a farmer and
barber, age 27, married Maria Mayer in Rathsweiler. On the occasion of this
marriage their father,
probably affected by the death of Philipp and thinking of security in his
old age for his wife and himself, drew up a contract very similar to the
one his own father had made at the time of his own marriage in 1846—and
thereby deeded the house, the land, and the long-standing
family debts to his son Abraham, Jr. and his new wife. Abraham Jr. in receiving this
property was bound by the
terms of the contract to provide sustenance and space in the house for his parents
until their deaths, and for his unmarried younger siblings so long as they
remained single and childless.
The following month old Luisa Grill Gilcher, Catharina’s grandmother still living
in the home, died at age 75. Within a year or two Catharina’s
remaining older brother, Peter, left the Pfalz entirely and went off to make a
living as a dyer in Reutlingen in southern Germany. He would later move to
Markersdorf, near Chemnitz in Saxony (eastern Germany), where he
and the wife he married from that area would remain (childless) for the rest of
Now for the next several years, by the provisions of the marriage contract,
Catharina and her two younger brothers, Jacob and Carl,
continued to live in the house with their parents, who lived upstairs,
and their older brother Abraham and his wife, who remained childless. They all shared a
common kitchen. Younger brother Jacob probably learned
his future trade of barbering from his older brother during this time. No doubt
everyone had a role to fill in keeping the house, the animals (goats, chickens, and
perhaps a cow or two) and what gardens or land they owned by then in proper order.
Old Abraham Sr., now retired from the heaviest farming chores,
had the time to pursue his
secondary occupation of furniture-making and woodworking.
Then documents show that on 15 September
1882, at 10 o’clock on a Friday morning,
an illegitimate son named Carl was born to 26-year-old Catharina Gilcher in the
home of her parents in Rathsweiler. Mrs. Juliana Graff of Ulmet attended the
birth as midwife and filed the birth certificate in Ulmet three days later.
A few weeks later, on
Tuesday, 10 October, baby Carl was christened by the pastor of
the Flurskapelle. Named as baby Carl Gilcher’s godparents in the
church record were Abraham Gilcher (the baby’s uncle or his
grandfather?), Jacob Gilcher (the baby’s uncle or his great-uncle?) and
Catharina Gilcher (the baby’s mother or his great-aunt?).
No mention of the baby’s father can be found.
When Catharina and Jacob arrived at the distant northern seaport of Bremen
with the baby the following spring, they had not been legally married.
But when the captain of the Elbe filed his passenger manifest in
New York City at voyage’s end, there had been sufficient documentation provided
to list Catharine Kreischer as Jacob’s wife and Carl Kreischer as his son.
What transpired in Germany in those intervening months as baby Carl survived and
grew has yet to be discovered, if it ever can be.
As winter settled in and Christmas came and went, as
snow covered the familiar red-tile roofs and dormant fields and woods on the hills
around Rathsweiler, what was Catharina
thinking as she cradled her son in her arms and looked out the window of her
How Catharina and Jacob had met, how he came
to acquire his trade, the circumstances surrounding Carl’s birth, what their
families and friends and the pastor thought and said, how the couple decided to
emigrate together, where they got the money, and what steps and routes they took to make their
way to Bremen and the sea—these matters can only be imagined for now.
What we do know is that, like her aunts before her,
Catharina by having a child lost her right to stay in her family home and be
supported by her brother. Once again emigration offered a solution to the
problem of how to live and where to go.
And this too is known: as the Elbe, filled with crowds of
strangers steamed away into the ocean, Jacob, Catharina, and baby Carl were linked
together as a
family—a family with a common past rooted deep in the Pfalz, but with a long future
ahead of them in America. And the very day their ship set sail was
Catharina’s 27th birthday. Though their emotions may have been mixed as the boat pulled
away from Germany, families, and heimat, they must have recognized that
date as a good omen with which to begin a voyage, a fresh start, a commitment, and a new
And so they approached America, and with it a series of new hurdles and choices.
In the previous year, on 3 August 1882, the
United States government had passed a new Immigration Act, the first national
immigration law applied to
all U.S. ports of entry. In effect, the Federal government assumed oversight and control of the rising
tide of immigration
from the various individual states.
The law now explicitly prohibited the immigration of “any convict, lunatic,
idiot, or other persons
unable to take care of him or herself without becoming a public charge...such
persons shall not be permitted to land.” A fifty-cent head tax was also imposed on
all arriving immigrants.
As Jacob and Catharina entered New York harbor at the end of their
Atlantic crossing, what were their thoughts and feelings? Were they anxious?
Homesick? Excited and exhilarated by the scenes, sounds, and scents around them?
North America’s busiest seaport
was a bobbing forest of masts from the many sailing ships at anchor—Bremerhaven
and Southampton would have
had the same. They perhaps could see the stolid circular fort known as Castle Williams
guarding the tip of Governor’s Island. It offered no
competition, neither in age, size, nor architectural complexity, to the castles
they might have seen along the Rhine, or even to the remnants of their own local Burg
Lichtenberg near Kusel, once the largest castle in all of southern Germany.
Trinity Church’s steeple towered over the Battery’s skyline, not dissimilar from
a hundred other church towers punctuating the city skies of Europe.
But they would have stared at the astonishing Brooklyn Bridge, dubbed
“The Eighth Wonder of the World,” officially dedicated and opened to the public just
two weeks earlier. It was already considered one of the greatest engineering
feats of their century. Did they know it was designed by German-born engineer Johann
South Street, the waterfront boulevard filled with maritime-related businesses
at the foot of the East River piers, was the first commercial area in the city to be
illuminated by electric lights starting the year before. It would have presented a
blazing night scene to dazzle anyone used to life in the the rural valleys of
the Pfalz. Engineering and science, innovation and scale—these were the distinguishing
and novel characteristics of the new world that New York City offered to confront
Two New York City icons that today we take for granted were not yet
there in the harbor
when Jacob, Catharina, and Carl arrived in 1883. “Liberty
Enlightening the World” (the Statue of Liberty) would not appear until the
following year, and it would be nine years before the famous Ellis Island
immigration center opened (in 1892).
Instead, the 1.4 million Germans who entered the mythical “golden door” of entry into
the United States in the 1880’s arrived
Garden, an old fort building on the lower tip
of Manhattan that had served as the city’s immigration depot since 1855.
The Battery of New York City, as it looked in 1883. Castle Garden,
the round building, is center. In the background can be seen Trinity Church’s
steeple (left) and the Produce Exchange (far right).
During the week the Elbe arrived, 11,958 immigrants were landed
at Castle Garden, 1,144 of them from the Elbe. On June 9th when
checked in, New York City was sweltering, with city-dwellers being overcome and prostrated
by the heat, and a dense fog filled the harbor in the morning, continuing thick all
afternoon below the Narrows. The City of Rome, a steamship of the Anchor Line
setting off to Liverpool strayed off course in the fog and grounded itself just
before noon in the lower bay. This event probably caused some talk
and excitement among the passengers of
An incoming vessel full of immigrants would first
anchor at Quarantine Point near Staten Island. Health officials would
go aboard to check the ship’s records and search for signs of disease—yellow
fever, cholera, typhoid, smallpox. Where disease was found, the ship and
cargo would be fumigated and passengers hospitalized as necesssary. A ship that
passed inspection would be allowed to dock at its designated pier. Then customs
officials would board the boat and go over more paperwork. Wealthy first-class
passengers at that point would usually be allowed to disembark and go their ways.
The rest of the people on
the ship who wished to immigrate (that is, everyone in steerage) would then be
ferried with their baggage to the “Landing Depot” at Castle Garden via
barges, small steamers, or tugs. This entire process could sometime take days when
many ships were being processed at once.
The Landing Depot staff of about 100 officials was hard-pressed to handle the crowds
of immigrants by 1883, when those awaiting processing inside the Depot sometimes
numbered over 3,000. A cursory medical exam would be given to every individual to
weed out the crippled, the sick, the insane, or anyone who might
pose a financial burden or medical threat to the city.
Then the immigrants would be moved into the rotunda area of the building
where clerks fluent in foreign languages would interview them and
record their names, nationalities, prior residences, and destinations.
The Landing Depot offered an initial safe haven and some important services to the
immigrants, such as a labor exchange, various stores, an information office,
a list of registered boardinghouses in New York City, a City baggage
delivery service, a registered railroad ticket agent, and an honest
place to change their foreign money into
American currency. They could meet friends or relatives there, pick up or
send mail, or receive
money sent to them there by prior arrangement. But once they left the sheltering
stone walls of Castle Garden, they were unmistakable—by their clothing, their baggage,
their inability to speak or understand English, and their ignorance of the laws and
customs of the land—as being green foreigners fresh off the boat.
As such they were considered easy prey for fleecing, robbing, cheating, and even
waylaying and kidnapping by those swindlers and “sharpers”
(in many cases their own countrymen)
who lurked on the Battery, just beyond reach of the policemen at the gate.
The vast majority of the immigrants, those with enough money, went west
immediately or within a day or so, following the
plans they’d made in Europe, or influenced by information they’d learned since their
arrival. The daily processions of foreigners and their baggage on their
way to the trains was a
common observance. Some of the newly arrived Germans intentionally settled in the
already well-established German sections of New York City and its suburbs.
Others, either through their own miscalculations or by a cruel
fate inflicted upon them, found themselves too poor and resourceless to ever
escape—these would spend the rest of their lives among the teeming ranks
of New York’s poorest slums.
What did Catharina and Jacob think as they stood holding Carl in the crowds at the
Landing Depot, back on terra firma, awaiting their inspections and interviews?
What did they feel later as they took their first steps outside the Castle Garden
walls? Could they understand and speak a few or many words of English? Did they
immediately follow the crowds to the trains, or did they head toward a biergarten,
hotel, or boarding house? Did anyone meet them at Castle Garden?
When they stood face to face with
New York City, set free with each other, their three trunks, and with all of
America spread out before them, did they know what to do and where to go?
Today this portion of Emma Lazarus’ famous sonnet,
written in 1883, is inscribed
the foot of the Statue of Liberty in New York Harbor:
Give me your tired, your poor,
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.
Send these, the homeless, tempest-tossed, to me:
I lift my lamp beside the golden door.
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