Saturday, October 10, 2015

The Old Drood House (Day One) - Library research and a little walk.


SPOILERS BELOW - SPOILERS BELOW 

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The Opening 1921- Thursday,September 9 – The investigators begin their investigation of the house at 113 Flint St. on behalf of Mortimer Styles, real estate agent.

Madness in Clarendon Heights 8/23/21
Manion James
Family of Five Insane
  Neighbors were roused yesterday morning, for the second time in as many weeks, by insane screaming from the house at 113 Flint Street. The voices of Vittorrio Macario and his wife Gabriella could be heard a block away, shrieking at the top of their lungs.
  Police Sergeant Colin Murphy was the first policeman to arrive at the scene. Sergeant Murphy reports "The woman was gibbering incoherently. Babbling about burning eyes and then going off in Italian... Spirito! Diavolo!... It was awful. The little boys had been sent out of the house and were with a neighbor, terrified half out of their minds."
  Murphy continues "We searched the house and found only signs of hasty packing... And everywhere there were crucifixes and images of the Virgin Mary. The room of the children was a shambles with the most awful crayon drawings scattered all over the floor. It was like a mad house."
  There is a history of such occurrences at this address.
The Hull family first rented the house in 1902 after the demise of its longtime owner Charles Drood. It was in 1905 that the Hull family, after a series of disturbances, fled the house in the middle of the night, never to be heard from again.
  In the year following the Great Earthquake the Rock Hill Camp was erected around the house at 113 Flint Street but when the camp was disbanded and the house once again rented, tragedy struck again.
  The LeClerque family was nearly wiped out by a series of seeming accidents in 1912, which culminated in the three children leaping from a window and suffering crippling injuries on the same night that their parents were killed in a bizarre tumble down the basement stairs onto a jumble of garden tools.
  During the Panama Pacific International Exposition the house was rented to a series of short-term tenants, none of whom would abide long under it's malign roof. The house was damaged and run down by 1916 when the last renter left, in haste.
  The Property was purchased and restored in 1919 and the most recent horror ensued within a year.

Library research – from the Hall of Records to the Main Library establishes a lot of background on the house and Mr. Charles Aaron Drood, the owner for half a century…
The house at the address 113 Flint Street was built in 1854 by Don Julio de Vasquez on lands deeded to him by Don Jose Noe.
1854 - House returns to the ownership of Don Jose on the death of Julio de Vasquez.
1855 - House and surrounding land sold to Charles Aaron Drood.
The Main Library has very old newspaper and other records relating to the Noe and Velasquez families. Don Julio built the house on what was subsequently known as Red Rock Hill, especially for his bride-to-be in 1854.
 Amalia de Santana Noe: Tragic death due to sudden illness on the morning of her wedding to Don Julio Vasquez. Don Julio died the next day from the accidental discharge of a firearm, in the house.


There is an elaborated version of the story in a book:
Rancho Days in Old Yerba Buena by Allison J. Morgan - Golden Gate Press 1905
This is the gist of it, without the flowery prose:
Don Jose Noe, past Alcalde and owner of Rancho San Miguel, built a house on Red Rock Hill for his son in law, Don Julio de Vasquez, and his daughter Amalia. When the bride died of a sudden fever on the morning of her wedding to Don Julio, the groom, overwhelmed with grief, shot himself in the master bedroom of the house. Shortly afterward Don Jose Noe sold the house, and the hill upon which it stood, to a dour Englishman named Charles Aaron Drood, who lived there until his death in 1901.
By 1855 the ownership of rancho lands was under legal attack and most of the land was sold very cheaply or lost in court.
From 1859 on, portions of the land around Red Rock Hill were sold by Drood to various parties.
1878 –Early November - Civil Suit brought by property owners on 16th st. Records indicate "disturbing sounds and lights causing false alarms of fire..." Further information indicates bonfires high on the East slope of the hill on certain nights”.
1879 – Arrest of Charles Drood for the murder of Leonard Williams with a shotgun.- Civil suit (upon failure of criminal case) against Charles Drood for the wrongful death of Leonard Williams. Case decided in favor of the defendant. Leonard Williams, age 13, was in the act of unlawful trespass upon the property of the defendant at the time of his injury. – Further perusal of the records indicated that Drood was somewhat annoyed at being brought to court since he had used birdshot and hadn’t expected to kill the boy…
1882 – The greater part of Red Rock Hill was sold by Drood to the Gray Brothers - for use as a quarry and for the erection of a brick works.
1885 –Mid February -  Lawsuit by neighbors on Corona Hill against Drood "To cease and desist or else leave the area." -"Sanity of the property owner in question due to rooftop disturbances, pyrotechnic displays and yelling or singing.” The case was apparently resolved with some small cost to Mr. Drood. There are also references to bonfires near the crest of the hill.
Sept 7 1885 – Editorial with a picture of the house – “Good Neighbor- Bad Neighbor” -
       This week two very different San Francisco property owners have demonstrated their attitude towards the community in which they both live.
   Adolph Sutro, “King of the Comstock” and noted local philanthropist, has opened his magnificent garden estate near Lands End to the public. The new park, open to all for a nominal fee, is destined to be a jewel in the crown of our great city.
  Meanwhile, squatting atop Red Rock Hill, overlooking the corner of Market and Castro Streets, a different sort of man altogether, Charles Aaron Drood has repeatedly threatened any who trespass on his squalid estate.
  The act of selling parcels of his land along 16th street and along the other edges of the hill in the last decade has brought neighbors perilously close to the house of this infamous man. Even with the recent sale of the bulk of his hill to the proprietors of the Gray Bro.s Brick works,
Mr. Drood has continued to be a nuisance with his erection of fences, deployment of armed guards and unmarked wells or pits which are apparently intended as man-traps.
Mr. Drood has long been known to those living nearby as solitary man with a short temper and a taste for wicked or cruel jests. He has, in fact, been brought to court twice in the last decade for injuries wrought upon the persons of his most unfortunate neighbors for the act of  walking  upon his lands, which still make up  most of the lower eastern portion of the hill upon which his decaying house broods.

1901 (Nov. 1) Charles Drood died of natural causes. (Death certificate certified by Dr. Quentin Halley) Burial at the Laurel Hill mausoleum of The Chapel of Contemplation occurred the next day.

  A trip to the hill is made and the house is viewed… from outside. It is on this trip that the general layout of the hill is noted.
  The house is on a dead-end street with newly constructed houses across from it. There is a cottage at the corner which looks newer than the Drood house.
  Along the intersecting street, which peters out into a rutted track a hundred yards on, is the massive complex of the Gray Brothers Brick works, which is no longer operating.
  Uphill, via dirt tracks, the investigators note what they recognize as “hobo signs” chalked by the trails. Nearer the summit are the decaying remnants of what appears to be older brick works and quarrying operations.
  A man walking a dog – He knows a story about the “gibbering tramp” “most of two years ago”… “Used to be one of that sort turned up crazed by bad liquor or dead of some cause every couple of years… long as I been living here.” (Bought the house back in 1905). “Hadn’t nothing of the sort happened the last few years.”
  There’s also a shack along the street about half way between the Drood House and the big brick factory… That is identified by the dog walker as the house of a crazy old Mexican and his enormous son… Neither of whom he likes.

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