Murder on Long Island: A 19th Century Tale of Tragedy & Revenge

Published by The History Press

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Copyright © 2013 by Geoffrey K. Fleming and Amy Kasuga Folk

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First published 2013

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CONTENTS

Foreword, by Joseph Wickham

Acknowledgements

1. The Wickham Family and Cutchogue

2. Nicholas Behan and Ellen Holland

3. The Dismissal

4. The Murder

5. The Hunt for Behan

6. The Lawyers

7. The Press

8. Tourism

9. The Trial

10. The Verdict

11. The Aftermath

12. The People

Notes

Bibliography

About the Authors

FOREWORD

The American movie actress Joan Crawford once said, Not knowing how it all ends is the most important element in having a happy life. Certainly that would apply to my great-great-great uncle, James Wickham, and his wife, Frances. By all accounts, they were a happy couple. Wealthy, politically connected, talented and hardworking, their future possibilities seemed limitless. Retreating from the big city, they opted for quiet country lives on the bucolic Cutchogue, Long Island, waterfront, surrounded by friends and family who respected and loved them.

Instead of living into their golden years, they were savagely murdered with an ax by an insane farm worker. Their sudden, violent, senseless and bloody demise shocked their community and continues to echo through the ages. Though tame by today’s standard of mass killings by lunatics at schools, malls and movie theaters, the irrational act was a harbinger of a violent, insanity-fueled future society with which America is now grappling.

When I was growing up, my grandfather would often tell the story of the Wickham ax murders as we all sat around the dinner table. This story was one of many in Wickham family lore, though perhaps the most memorable. All us grandchildren would sit there with wide eyes as we tried to imagine the horror of being chopped up alive. Afterwards, I would go to bed and lay there wondering if I was also doomed for a violent end, perhaps that very night. I found out later that I often stayed in the same bedroom where the murders occurred. Some say there are ghosts in that bedroom, but I never saw any. On the other hand, I am a very sound sleeper.

The story of the Wickham ax murders is much more than a lurid tale of sudden death. It is also an inspiring story of a grievously shocked community that united to track down a killer. It is a story about a family fortune teetering on the fickle fingers of fate. It is a story about justice triumphing over a heinous crime. Most importantly, it is a story about a humane couple named James and Frances Wickham, who made a courageous decision to protect a young woman from a bully and ended up paying the ultimate price.

Joseph S. Wickham

December 14, 2012

ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS

A book like this one takes the effort of many different people, all of whom deserve our gratitude. Thanks are due to Ruth Ann Bramson, president of East Marion Association and Oysterponds Historical Society (OHS), for her help in obtaining permissions to reproduce images from the OHS collection; Kathy Curran, director of the Suffolk County Historical Society (SCHS), for her help in obtaining permissions to reproduce images from the SCHS collection; Robert Delap, rights and reproductions assistant at the New-York Historical Society, for his help in searching out the splendid portrait of Attorney General Ogden Hoffman and helping us to obtain permission to reproduce it; James Grathwohl, independent historian, for his help in making vital connections for us; Walter R. Jackson, office assistant for the Southold Historical Society, for being his usual helpful self; Rena Doughty McWilliams of Texas Genealogy Web for her help in tracking down some long departed former residents; Mariella Ostroski, librarian of the Historic Room at the Cutchogue-New Suffolk Free Library, for her help in obtaining images and research on the topic of the Wickham Murders; Sharon Pullen, archivist at the Suffolk County Historic Documents Library, for her research assistance; Edward Smith III, archivist at the SCHS, for his help in securing images and other information on the Wickham Murders; Jeff Walden, research librarian at Mattituck-Laurel Library, for being his usual helpful self; and Deanna Walker, office administrator at the Southold Historical Society, for putting up with me and Amy during this project. A very special thanks to the many members of the Wickham family who aided us in our quest to tell this story, including Mary Lou and John Wickham, Prudence Wickham, Gekee and Thomas Wickham and Joseph Wickham, the family historian whose great research and documentation of his family was immensely helpful to us.

Additional thanks are due to our friends at The History Press, who help make the revealing of stories like this one possible. A very special thanks to our project coordinator, Whitney Tarella Landis, and her team for also putting up with Amy and me during this Herculean effort.

Geoffrey K. Fleming and Amy Kasuga Folk

Chapter 1

THE WICKHAM FAMILY AND CUTCHOGUE

In the shadow of New York City lies one of the longest islands in the United States. Appropriately named Long Island, the land is shaped like a fish with a body that extends eastward out from the city and into the Atlantic Ocean. To the north of the island separated by Long Island Sound are the states of Connecticut and Rhode Island.

Approximately 130 miles long, the island today supports a variety of communities. On the western end are interconnecting urban communities that are part of the sprawl of Manhattan. The center of the island is covered in miles of suburbia with row after row of quarter-acre houses and shopping malls. At the far eastern end, the land divides to form the fish tail, also known as the South Fork and the North Fork. The South Fork, the more well known of the two forks, is the home and playground of a number of wealthy and famous people and thousands of vacationers. In contrast, the North Fork is among one of the few rural areas left on the island. Prior to World War II, the vast majority of Long Island once resembled the North Fork, with nothing but miles of farmer’s fields from New York City out to the far east end. The western end of Long Island was originally settled by the Dutch when New Amsterdam was founded on what is today more familiarly known as Manhattan. As the colony grew, it started to spread into the surrounding islands, forming communities such as Brooklyn and New Utrecht. Although claimed by the Dutch, the eastern end of the island was actually settled by the English when colonists from New England traveled south to set up communities on the forks.

An 1858 Chace map of Long Island showing the hamlets of Cutchogue, Hermitage (Peconic) and Southold. Courtesy of Southold Historical Society.

Unlike Southampton, which started as an independent colony, Southold began sometime around 1640 as a plantation of the New Haven Colony in Connecticut. The land had to be purchased twice—once from the Native Americans by representatives of the New Haven Colonies and again from James Farrett, who was the agent representing Lord Stirling, the British noble granted the land by the Crown. Settlers from Connecticut, led by Reverend John Young, set out to create an English community on the land.¹ For a decade, the area was officially a plantation and not a colony, and residents of Southold had no local government. Landowners had to sail across Long Island Sound to Connecticut to transact all legal matters. Land sales, complaints about neighbors and voting all had to be taken care of in New Haven. Not until June 25, 1649, did Southold purchase its independence from New Haven and set up a locally controlled government.² Governor Andros didn’t formally recognize the new town until October 31, 1676.³

Southold was modeled after many of the colonial governments around it, and as such, only landowning white males who were members of the church had the right to participate in government.⁴ In essence, the town government was run by the church—a theocracy. The inhabitants who were qualified to vote were expected to help run the government. Men gathered annually to be elected to jobs such as fence viewer, sheriff and road overseer.

Originally, Southold Town encompassed the entire North Fork and about ten miles west on the main body of the island. But as time passed and newcomers moved into the area, the number of farms and far-flung distances made the centralized community difficult to manage. In 1661, the town divided itself into three sections. To the east, the Oysterponds division was made, and to the west, the Cutchogue and Occabauck divisions were created.⁵

The communities along the fork stretched from the Long Island Sound to Peconic Bay and formed a series of strips next to each other. Starting from the eastern end formed from the Oysterponds division were the hamlets of Orient and East Marion. Then, moving westward, Greenport, Hashamomaque and Southold evolved from the original Southold community. On the western side of Southold were Peconic, Cutchogue and Mattituck of the Cutchogue division.⁶ The Occabauck division included Franklinville, which became Laurel, Jamesport, Northville, Aquebogue, Riverhead, Calverton and Wading River.

One of the first areas to split off from the original plantation was Cutchogue. The name Cutchogue is derived from the word Kehtchiauke, which in the local Native American language means the principal place. The name in the early records can be alternately spelled Cachauk, Cautchchaug or Corchaug, depending on the writer.⁷ The local tribes inhabited the southern area of the hamlet known as Fort Corchaug, where the Native Americans had their main village and fort.⁸ After the settlers convinced the local tribes to sell the land, the tribes simply faded from the local historic record. Whether they moved away or died in mass numbers from new diseases brought by the Europeans was not noted by the local sources.

The newcomers divided the land of the Cutchogue division into forty-four lots, each about 120 acres. All of the lots were split among twenty-one owners.⁹ The original boundaries of the division stretched from the western edge of Southold in what is today Peconic to the base of Mattituck Inlet on the eastern edge of the partition. Over time, the original lots were divided up and sold or traded among the residents for land in other areas.

The hamlet of Cutchogue is framed to the north by Long Island Sound and in the south by Peconic Bay. To the west is Mattituck, which was formed from the Cutchogue division almost as soon as the new community was created. To the east is the neighborhood of Peconic. The southern shore of Cutchogue is flat, but as you move to the north, the land rises into a series of gentle hills that were called Manor Hills. The area during the colonial period through the mid-nineteenth century had one road that crossed from west to east, bisecting the entire North Fork, appropriately called Main Road. Four smaller roads traveled from the center of the hamlet toward the far northern section of Cutchogue, which was nicknamed Oregon.¹⁰ Two roads travel south, one toward the community of New Suffolk and the other to Little Hog Neck, now known as Nassau Point. It was to this area that Joseph Wickham (1662–1734) eventually moved his family.¹¹ In 1686, Wickham moved from Killingworth, Connecticut, to Southampton Town with a land grant that set two conditions for ownership. First, he had to set up his own business as a tanner along the shores of Sagg Pond in Sagaponack, and