I was
travelling around New England – in a cold rain mostly – talking about my book A Distinct Alien Race. It was the final
day of April 2019 and I woke up at 5:45 A.M. sharp and drove an hour to Brunswick,
Maine to do an interview with WCME radio. I was through with the interview
before 9 A.M. and found myself with a day to kill before a book signing at
Brunswick’s Gulf of Maine Books at 7:00 P.M. But it’s easy to bide my time in
Brunswick, since I always have research to do on the Franco-American community
there.
Former Convent on Oak St. Brunswick, Maine |
For years I’ve
been curious about a Brunswick house, 12 Oak Street, once a small convent. On
that same property was the first St. John’s School, the Franco-American parochial
school my grandfather and his siblings attended. I have seen a fading photo or
two of a clapboard building known locally as “the Little School,” located
behind the brick convent. Per the U.S. Census, in 1900 my grandfather, then 6
years old, lived with his family at 24 Oak Street, just down the street from the school. That year, his two older brothers Geoffrey and Ludger attended the
Little School.
A 1927 book
commemorating the 50th anniversary of Brunswick’s St. John’s parish asserts
that the school was a project of Father J.-B. Sekenger, the community’s third
pastor who arrived in town in September 1892. The priest’s first concern
was to establish a proper parochial school and he contacted an order of nuns known as la Congrégation des Dames de Sion which had directed parish schools in Lewiston and Auburn, Maine. On September 11,
1894, eight nuns of this order arrived at the train station in Brunswick,
taking up residence at the small brick convent. A hangar located in the back of
the convent was transformed into a schoolroom.
There had been talk of a "French school" as far back as 1883 ("French School," Brunswick Telegraph, June 29, 1883), and lay teachers were employed before the nuns' arrival. But the Little School was the town's first, dedicated parochial school, with resident nuns as teachers.
There had been talk of a "French school" as far back as 1883 ("French School," Brunswick Telegraph, June 29, 1883), and lay teachers were employed before the nuns' arrival. But the Little School was the town's first, dedicated parochial school, with resident nuns as teachers.
The convent
and the hangar-turned-schoolhouse still exist. During my recent visit to the
town, I managed to find and photograph the former school, now dilapidated. The photos below show the school, with the pupils arranged in front of
it, circa 1890-1900 (photo courtesy of the Pejepscot Historical Society) and then the building's current state.
The 1927 commemorative
book claims that the former Little School became a garage after the parish built a new school, in use by 1913. The former
convent, says the 1927 book, became the residence of A. Tondreau, one of the
most prosperous Franco-Americans of Brunswick.
Using
publicly available county real estate records, now digitized and online, I was able to trace the history of the property at 12 Oak Street that
contained the convent and the school, as well as the history of this street
where my grandfather grew up.
The property
that became Oak Street was once owned by Hon. Charles J. Gilman
(1824-1901) and his wife Alice McKeen Dunlap Gilman, a granddaughter of Joseph
McKeen the first President of Bowdoin College. Charles Gilman was a lawyer and politician. In the 1850s, he served in
the Maine legislature and in the U.S. Congress. He was a delegate to the 1860
Republican convention that nominated Abraham Lincoln for President. It appears
that the property owned by the Gilmans had come through Alice Gilman’s Dunlap family.
An 1871 map
of Brunswick shows that Oak Street did not yet exist. The map marks clearly the
Gilman property. In 1889, Alice Gilman sold a large plot of land to Albert S.
Rines of Portland, Maine. The red rectangle I placed on the 1871 map marks the property
Rines purchased, as far as I can tell from its description in the deed.
Detail from 1871 Map of Brunswick Red rectangle marks approximate range of Rines property including future Oak St. |
Over the
next several years, Rines sold bits of this property, lot by lot, much of it to Franco-Americans, who were expanding out of the company-owned tenements in
this period. Those who could afford to buy property had started to occupy the
northwest corner of downtown Brunswick, per an 1885 article in the local
newspaper, the Brunswick Telegraph.
The Rines lots were in this part of the town. Circa 1890, a new road, called
Oak Street, was cut through property Rines had purchased from the Gilman
family. By 1900, Oak Street was 100% Franco-American.
In 1890, a
prominent Franco-American known as Alexis Sainte-Marie purchased one of the
lots belonging to Rines on Oak Street. Per the 1880 U.S. Census, Sainte-Marie
was a baker, apparently working on his own account, a rarity in a time when the
bulk of the Franco-American workers toiled in the nearby Cabot textile mill.
Sainte-Marie also operated a small boarding house in town, one of the few that
the local paper writing in 1886 found to be in good shape, in a neighborhood that was
in very poor condition at that time. Sadly, the Sainte-Marie family lost two
children in the 1886 diphtheria outbreak caused by the poor conditions in the
Franco-American neighborhood.
In 1893, Sainte-Marie
sold the property on Oak Street to the Roman Catholic Bishop of Portland, under
an 1887 Maine law known as the Corporation Sole. That law made all Catholic Church property in the state the sole
possession of Maine’s ranking Bishop. Around the same time, a woman named
Alphonsine Drapeau sold a property adjacent to Sainte-Marie’s to the Catholic
bishop. I believe that these two
properties, those sold by Sainte-Marie and Drapeau to the Church, are the property
now demarcated as 12 Oak Street.
Real estate websites
claim that the brick building at this address dates to 1889, but that is probably
a year or two too early. Quite often, Maine's 19th c. deeds convey the "buildings thereon" when property is transferred, if there are buildings on the property in question. Since there are no buildings mentioned in the deed rendering the property from Rines to Sainte-Marie, I think it likely that Franco-American labor built both the brick convent and the wooden “hangar” that became the Little School. I believe that the brick convent was probably built for the purpose it first served, and was constructed right after Sainte-Marie purchased the property in 1890. It dates from the early 1890s, when another large brick structure in the town was built: the “new” Cabot Mill that still stands today as Fort Andross.
A local newspaper report of 1885 mentions that the Franco-Americans were building structures cooperatively in this part of the town. I surmise that Sainte-Marie bought this property on behalf of the Franco-American residents with the intention of building the convent and school there.
A local newspaper report of 1885 mentions that the Franco-Americans were building structures cooperatively in this part of the town. I surmise that Sainte-Marie bought this property on behalf of the Franco-American residents with the intention of building the convent and school there.
After the
nuns took possession of the convent, the Little School operated there
for nearly 20 years. A 1901 map of Brunswick has the convent and school clearly
labelled, ensconced at 12 Oak Street. The 1910 U.S. census lists the nuns who lived
at 12 Oak Street and notes that nine of the eleven nuns residing there were teachers.
Detail from 1901 Map of Brunswick Oak Street with convent and school indicated |
When a new parochial
school was built by 1913, Adjutor Tondreau purchased the property at 12 Oak
Street from the Catholic Church. Tondreau, with his brother Omer, made a good living
as proprietors of a local grocery store. They eventually purchased a block on
Brunswick’s Maine Street that still bears their name. The block has a plaque
commemorating the Tondreau brothers, born in Québec, who had made good in les États.
Tondreau Block, Maine Street, Brunswick (Photo by Robby Virus) |
With the 1913 sale, the
former convent became a comfortable residence for a family, the
former school serving as their garage. Per the historical plaque on the
Tondreau Block, the brothers were famous for being among the first in the
region to deliver groceries by truck, and I think it likely that, when not in
use, the truck was parked in what had been the Little School.
The Tondreau
family owned 12 Oak Street until 1995. The property, with the former convent divided
into apartments, has had three owners since. Do the
current owners or tenants know that the house was once the residence of pious
nuns? Do they know that a generation or two of French-speaking students once filed into
the school in their backyard, today a rundown outbuilding, resembling a barn, barely visible from Oak
Street? There is no plaque or other recognition of the importance of these structures, most likely built by Franco-American hands. It was here, at this
little school that my grandfather learned to read and write, and to speak
English, since my grandfathers spoke French at home in Maine and learned their English
in school.
To the town’s credit, there is some recognition there of the era of the Franco-Americans, who were quite visible and audible in Brunswick for about 100 years, from the mid-19th through the mid-20th century. There is a plaque near the pedestrian bridge that connects Brunswick with Topsham; there is the plaque on the Tondreau Block, and a photo in the former mill. But to the best of my knowledge and research, 12 Oak Street is one of the only remaining properties built by Franco-Americans to serve their community, when French was the language of this neighborhood – when it was the French Quarter where my grandparents lived and where my father was born.
Well done, sir. Well done.
ReplyDeleteThank you for a very enlighting article. There are many stories of the French Canadien families who lived, loved, and died in Brunswick, its always nice to see a positive article on the subject.
ReplyDeleteTopsham Heights was also an enclave of French Canadiens
ReplyDeleteTopsham Heights was also a French Canadien enclave.
ReplyDeleteIndeed. My grandmother lived over there some of the time.
DeleteMy mother's family. Desjardins, owned the house next door (6 and 8 Oak St) Adjutor's wife was a Desjardins!
ReplyDeleteMost of the houses on Oak St. were owner occupied in those days!
Keep up the good work. I also really enjoyed reading "A Distinct Alien Race"
ReplyDeleteJust checking in to let you know I enjoyed your article. I’ve been researching the Tondreau family history for some years now. The Tondreau Brothers eventually partnered with what would become Hannaford Supermarkets, with the Tondreau name being phased out around 1940, but with Adjutor Tondreau still being a partner for some years.
ReplyDeleteThanks for this article about Franco-Americans, including my grandfather, Adjutor E. Tondreau, and grandmother, Bernadette Desjardins Tondreau. My father was born at 12 Oak Street. The sheds housed many delivery trucks for Tondreau's Market. Grandpa Tondreau's hard work and native smarts enabled him to send his six children to college during the Great Depression of the 1930s.
ReplyDeleteMy happiest childhood memories include traveling by car from Philadelphia with my parents (Roderick Louis Tondreau and Anna Mizii Tondreau) and siblings to visit my grandparents in Brunswick. When I was a child, Brunswick still had a large French-Canadian presence, with residents recognizing us out-of-towners as Tondreaus just by looking at our faces.
Again, thank you.
My family was stationed (Navy) in Brunswick Maine from approx. 1974-1976. My sister was about 6 or 7 when my parents enrolled her in St. John’s School. The school desperately needed a 7th/8th grade science teacher at the time and since my mother was a nurse, they asked her if she’d do it. She said she was willing, but she would need childcare for me. I was about 3 or 4. One of the nuns, Sister Saint Etienne, volunteered to look after me in the convent while my mother taught. She, and the other nuns, treated me like a little princess and I have the fondest memories of ‘my Nun’ and the convent! I remember ‘my nun’s’ room vividly. At lunchtime I’d sit on her bed and she’d whip out a small pocketknife from her tunic, like a wizard, and cut my sandwich into 16 little bite-sized pieces. I loved it! Her bedspread was avacado green and had hard upraised grids on it that would leave imprints on my little legs. Then, the whole convent would fill up with yummy smells of the nuns’ lunch being cooked up and ‘my Nun’ would push me down the hall in a wheelchair (no stroller? Just for fun?) and the nuns would pop out of their rooms with jovial greetings as I rolled through the halls. I still have a homemade stuffed koala bear they made for me (stuffed with gauze & pantyhose, since they had no possessions) and a broken crucifix; both of which I cherish to this day. I hold the fondest memories of that place very close to my heart and I know that Sister Saint Etienne’s prayers continue to cover me throughout my life. What’s extra special is that, according to my mother, my Nun had a reputation for being a curmudgeon, and all were surprised when her hand popped up to volunteer to watch me. Evidently, I completely transformed her and ‘lit up her life.’ Well, she did the same for me in return! There were very young nuns there at that time who could be on their 70’s now. I’d love to know if there’s anyway to find them!! Thanks for this opportunity to share!
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My family was stationed (Navy) in Brunswick Maine from approx. 1974-1976. My sister was about 6 or 7 when my parents enrolled her in St. John’s School. The school desperately needed a 7th/8th grade science teacher at the time and since my mother was a nurse, they asked her if she’d do it. She said she was willing, but she would need childcare for me. I was about 3 or 4. One of the nuns, Sister Saint Etienne, volunteered to look after me in the convent while my mother taught. She, and the other nuns, treated me like a little princess and I have the fondest memories of ‘my Nun’ and the convent! I remember ‘my nun’s’ room vividly. At lunchtime I’d sit on her bed and she’d whip out a small pocketknife from her tunic, like a wizard, and cut my sandwich into 16 little bite-sized pieces. I loved it! Her bedspread was avacado green and had hard upraised grids on it that would leave imprints on my little legs. Then, the whole convent would fill up with yummy smells of the nuns’ lunch being cooked up and ‘my Nun’ would push me down the hall in a wheelchair (no stroller? Just for fun?) and the nuns would pop out of their rooms with jovial greetings as I rolled through the halls. I still have a homemade stuffed koala bear they made for me (stuffed with gauze & pantyhose, since they had no possessions) and a broken crucifix; both of which I cherish to this day. I hold the fondest memories of that place very close to my heart and I know that Sister Saint Etienne’s prayers continue to cover me throughout my life. What’s extra special is that, according to my mother, my Nun had a reputation for being a curmudgeon, and all were surprised when her hand popped up to volunteer to watch me. Evidently, I completely transformed her and ‘lit up her life.’ Well, she did the same for me in return! There were very young nuns there at that time who could be on their 70’s now. I’d love to know if there’s anyway to find them!! Thanks for this opportunity to share!
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I’m the current owner of 12 Oak St, yes I know the history of my home and I’m ever lucky to own it. Unfortunately earlier this year we had a fire in barn/garage that once was the one school and had to take it down for safety.
ReplyDeleteJust wondering if there are any pictures of Adjutor and his family around. Because I have none of my great great .. grandfather.
ReplyDeleteI have a newspaper clipping with a photo of Adjutor and Omer in front of their store that I can send if you want to email me at christondreau AT gmail.com
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