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Opened in 1871 as the Gilsey Hotel, this
cast-iron Second Empire landmark was the first hotel in the city to offer
telephone service to guests. It was a favorite of Diamond Jim Brady and
Oscar Wilde. Converted to housing in 1979.
The Gilsey at Twenty-ninth Street on the
east side, the Grand [Hotel] at Thirty-first Street, just above, now
called the New Grand, the Coleman House on the west side between
Twenty-seventh and Twenty-eighth streets, the Hotel Martinique at the
north-east corner of Thirty-second Street, and the Sturtevant at
1186 Broadway, a favorite stopping place for officers of the army and
navy. The last two have disappeared, the Gilsey is termed the New Breslin,
and the Imperial at Thirty-first to Thirty-second streets, the finest
hotel of all, has been erected and enlarged within less than fifteen
years. Where the Gilsey House now stands was the field of the St. George
Cricket Club, which was formed by the Englishmen who patronized Clark and
Brown's English chop-house in Maiden Lane; the grounds of the club are now
on Staten Island. At the southeast corner of Twenty-sixth Street, Delmonico's
up-town restaurant was located from 1876 to 1888, when the Cafe Martin
took its place and succeeded to its popularity. There are a number of
well-known restaurants and Rathskellers on this part of the thoroughfare.
In 1868. Peter Gilsey purchased the last
homestead in midtown from Caspar Samlar, and built a hotel. The cast iron
was supplied by Architectural Ironworks.
The Gilsey House was the first hotel in New York City to offer telephone
service. Many notables stayed at the hotel, including Samuel Clemens, who
stayed there before his trip to Europe.
In 1900 there was a championship boxing match at MSG between Gentleman Jim
Corbett, who won the title from John L Sullivan, and Norman Kid McCoy, for
whom the phrase the Real McCoy was coined. Two years before,
Corbett was having lunch at the Gilsey House, when McCoy came into the
hotel. A fistfight followed, and Corbett was kicked in the groin. At the
title fight, Corbett knocked out McCoy, I presume with a punch.
Diamond Jim Brady may have set his watch by this clock when he arrived
for a stay at the Gilsey House Hotel.
The former hotel was recently repainted in its original "gleaming
white". According to Barbaralee Diamonstein in The Landmarks of New
York II, "it is now used for retail stores, with cooperative apartments
on the upper floors ... The hotel attracted coal magnates, railroad
operators, congressmen, and army and navy officers ... [and later] a
center for theater luminaries and such notables as the opera impresario
Oscar Hammerstein (grandfather of the lyricist).
The Gilsey House, a sporty theatrical hotel
at Broadway and 29th Street, was still a favorite meeting place for people
of the amusement world; theater folk also flocked to the Holland House and
to Considine's and to Jack's and the Metropole. The Astor, in all its
magnificent bulk, had reared itself at Times Square. Playgoers were
discovering Sixth Avenue via the mighty Hippodrome. William Faversham, who
had learned his trade with the fine Lyceum and Empire stock companies, had
a solid success in The Squaw Man at Wallack's. Robert B. Mantell was
roaring as King Lear at the Garden. Lillian Russell, still highly paid but
on the downgrade artistically, was singing twice daily at Proctor's 125th
Street. Viola Allen was engaged with a minor comedy, Fitch Toast of the
Town. Margaret Anglin was at the Princess in Zira. The long-legged and
frequently funny Richard Carle was in The Mayor of Tokyo at the New York,
and another laugh specialist, Eddie Foy, had The Earl and the Girl at the
Casino. "Variety," the theatrical weekly, founded by the
sagacious Sime Silverman, was preparing to come forth with its first
issue. Burns Mantle, from out of Denver, was covering plays for the
"Chicago Inter-Ocean." Ashton Stevens was the outspoken critic
of the "San Francisco Examiner"; George Jean Nathan, Cornell'04,
was about to enter journalism via the "New York Herald." And the
brassy, flag-waving George M. Cohan, of the crazy dance and the kangaroo
walk, had opened his Forty-five Minutes from Broadway out of town and had
a booking for the New Amsterdam. He brought it in as his New Year's gift
to Broadway, on the very first evening in 1906. It had been Cohan's
intention to make it a show for Fay Templeton, who played the housemaid,
Mary Jane Jenkins, but by the time the production reached the 42d Street
the reformed vaudeville actor, Victor Moore, in the role of the slangy Kid
Burns, had completely taken over.
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