If you have ever
entered the Santa Cruz Valley from Maraval on a cold night in the Christmas
season, especially if there is a full moon, you may have an experience of true
ethereal beauty. Blanketed in a rolling mist made silver in the moon beams, the
valley appears timeless. The first we learn of the valley is that in the early
Spanish period, about 100 years before the British took possession of Trinidad,
the portion from the most northern part (now known as La Pastora) to the valley
of Curracava, a distance of four and a half miles, was granted to an individual
named Pedro Valmontes.
During the latter part
of the 18th and early part of the 19th century, the Santa Cruz valley, along
with those of the Maraval and Maracas was the first to be planted with cocoa.
During the year 1825, the whole of the island’s crop was wiped out due to
extreme drought, and many planters were financially ruined.
It was during this
period that the valley was planted with new and more vigorous types of cocoa,
such as Forestero and Calabaceo. Sugarcane was also planted and large acreage
of coffee, chiefly, the Arabica coffee.
Amongst the several
distinguished families to own lands and to live in the Santa Cruz valley were
the Stollmeyers. Charles Conrad Stollmeyer remembered that his father, Conrad
Frederick (1813 - 1904) bought land there in August of 1883. In his memoirs
(1952), he wrote:
“At that time, there
were between 25 and 30 separate owners and all doing rather well with cocoa.”
In those days, Santa
Cruzians spoke Patois and Spanish. English was somewhat of a second or third
language to the valley’s peasant inhabitants. The Stollmeyer family can trace
their ancestors several centuries back to Venice in Italy. Out of Venice, they
came to Ulm, a city in Germany on the river Danube.
In 1836, Conrad
Frederick travelled to the United States like many of his countrymen, where he
settled in the town of Philadelphia. Indeed, so many Germans went to that part
of the world that parts of the countryside around Philadelphia is known as
“Pennsylvania Dutch”, an Americanisation of the word “Deutsch” (German).
Possessed of an adventurous temperament, Conrad went to England to experiment
with a professor by the name of Etzler, who had an idea for a boat, driven by
wind and water. The test runs for the boat almost cost Stollmeyer his life in
the icy waters of the river Thames near Greenwich - the boat obviously did not
comply with Conrad’s ever buoyant enthusiasm.
But it was the age of
the railway, which were cutting edge technology at the time and all the rage.
In 1845, people were almost mad about forming railway companies to operate in
any part of the world. Stollmeyer
“jumped on the bandwagon” and landed himself a job of managing a railway
company in the island of Trinidad. And being the enthusiastic character that he
was, he not only went to the Caribbean himself, but feeling that others might
wish to go out to the West Indies and Venezuela themselves, he avidly
encouraged emigration from England to the tropics.
His grandson, Charles
Conrad, wrote that his grandfather was a great talker. Conrad Sr. succeeded in
several people following him out west, some going to Trinidad, others to
Venezuela. Unfortunately, almost all who went to the latter country died there.
Malaria, cholera and yellow fever took a deadly toll on Stollmeyer’s
acquaintances. Those, however, who had opted for Trinidad, survived and by and
large die quite well! Amongst them were the Rapseys, the Carrs, the Fowlers,
the Tomlinsons and the Tuckers.
Stollmeyer arrived in
Trinidad with his wife, Anna, and their four children. He always liked to say
to his grandchildren: “I landed in Trinidad with five dollars in my pocket”. He
had found himself in this state of penury largely because of the railway
company. Instead of receiving his promised £ 1,000 per annum, Stollmeyer had to
learn that they had gone bankrupt.
There was no turning
back now. He had to make a living. Well educated, he had held a number of jobs
before setting out on his Caribbean adventure. He had edited a newspaper in
Philadelphia which strongly advocated freedom of the slaves in the southern United
States. For this, he was almost hung by the southern planters! He made the
acquaintance of Lord Harris, then the Governor of Trinidad, during this time of
near poverty. Harris found him an interesting personality and a good
conversationalist, and gave him a horse so that they both could ride out
together to talk over many things.
Stollmeyer also
obtained the job of doing all laundrywork for the regiment of soldiers through
His Lordship’s kindness. The regiment was stationed at St. James Barracks.
Stollmeyer also started to supply firewood to many other government
institutions. This firewood was cut at Cocorite, which in those days was a vast
forest.
As the land was
cleared, Conrad planted coconut trees, and as these came into bearing, he
started to sell coconuts in donkey carts to the city. Stollmeyer was a total
abstainer, and obviously felt that the people of Port of Spain might be induced
to drink less rum if coconut water could be gotten cheaper - and a bottle of
rum cost only 10 cents!
A careful and frugal
man, Stollmeyer was something of a visionary. When offered the job of looking
after the Pitch Lake interest of the 10th Earl Dundonald, he gladly took it.
It has been said that
when in the mid 1600s, English conquistador Sir Walter Raleigh chaulked his
ship, the “Lion’s Whelp”, with pitch from La Brea, he inaugurated the
petrochemical industry. It was, however not until some 200 years later, the
1840s, that the Pitch Lake was
first exploited commercially. Small quantities of pitch, chiefly in a crude
state, afterwards some of it refined, were supplied to England and France, and
in the 1860s to the United States and Germany. From very small beginnings, the
export grew to a total of 200,000 tons per year just before the commencement of
World War I in 1914. From then, there has been no looking back for the
industry.
The pioneers of this
unique industry were Thomas Barnes, 10th Earl of Dundonald, Conrad Stollmeyer
and a French gentleman named Sagault. In the 1850s, interest in any area
outside of agriculture was viewed as eccentric by Trinidadians. These islands,
like all tropical colonies, were agricultural. The phenomenal fertility of the
soil was almost an “article of faith”, as Professor Bridget Brereton puts it.
Even Conrad was still carrying on the clearing of the forest and the planting
and harvesting of coconuts. One day, he decided to take a trip to La Brea,
where he met Lord Dundonald, and out of this meeting the enterprise to export
pitch to Europe and North America was born. As the result of this, many old
roads that you would drive or walk on in far away countries have been surfaced
at one time or the other with Trinidad pitch!
Vicissitudes in
business eventually allowed the company formed by these entrepreneurs, to lose
the lease which of course reverted to the British crown.
The Pitch Lake belongs
to the Government and cannot be acquired by anyone outright. From times past it
has been rated as a natural savannah and according to the old Spanish laws not
any of those may be sold. Hence the leasing of portions of the lake until 1897.
After that date, the whole of it was leased to the Trinidad Asphalt Company,
and so it continues to this time.
When the epidemic of
cholera threatened to devastate Port of Spain in 1853, Conrad Stollmeyer
brought pitch in barrels to the city which were burnt at street corners to
“purify the air”. The chief medical officer declared that had it not been of
this enterprising German, things would have been far worse! It was not known
then that cholera is a water-borne disease, spreading quickly with cesspits dug
next to wells in people’s backyards.
In 1883, Conrad decided
to move his family out of Belmont Valley Road, where they resided. Driving in
his buggy along the Santa Cruz valley, he saw a property that he liked, and
bought it then and there for the large sum of $ 6,000 from the old owner, a
retired inspector of prisons, whom he knew very well. He built a house called
"Mon Valmont" on the property, into which his family moved. In 1894,
they moved to "La Regalada", one and a half miles up into the Santa
Cruz valley.
In the years that
followed, both Conrad and later his sons bought up many estates in the Santa Cruz valley: Petit Curracaye,
Grand Curracaye, El Guamal, Landor, San Patricio, La Sagesse and Fahay's.
There is a anecdote in
the Stollmeyer family. After Lord Harris had left Trinidad in 1854, his
furniture was auctioned off. Conrad purchased a chair, which is called 'Harris
Chair' and is still in an honoured place in "La Regalada" the
beautiful old family residence in Santa Cruz.
Driving around the
Savannah, the last and probably most charming of the "Magnificient
Seven" on the Queen's Park's eastern side also was a Stollmeyer residence.
It is called "Killarney", or, as most people know it,
"Stollmeyer's Castle". Designed after a part of Balmoral Castle, it
was built for Charles Fourier Stollmeyer
This is so intriguing to me. I spent the first 10 years of my life in La Canoe Santa Cruz. we had a home on a hill on the 3rd bridge. I believe there was a family by the name of Isacc that lived on the same acreage. I would like to know more about the Isacc family. I remember visiting the older woman as a child. She had a brother named Julian. I have strange haunting memories of that place.
ReplyDeleteIs the stollymeyer estate or estates still in existence and do stollymeyers still live in Trinidad. It is a name that I heard many times as a child
ReplyDeleteMy grandmother told me that we are direct decendants of these people. Her great grandmother eloped with a black man and was cut out from the family fortune and so my grandmother was born etc
DeleteHaving had the opportunity of being born and bred in the Santa Cruz Valley, more so La Pastora region, I have experienced life in the cocoa. I recalled as a child, that our parents would send us to fetch water way up in the cocoa estate, or take our clothes to wash since streams that formed pools for bathing, ran through there and that was the only source of water readily available, except for the rains.We, my siblings and I, would get our water containers or oil kegs that my mother saved, load them unto the box cart that my father had built out of wood,with four wheels and a little steering wheel so we could sit on and steer whilst the others pushed as we took turns "driving into the cocoa estates.
ReplyDeleteOn our way up, we would savor at the sight of the fully riped, mouthwatering fruits and even had a ball feasting on quite a many per day. We would even take some home with us to make chow the following day.My mother even discovered something that grew on the cocoa trees called "cocoa buttons", which she used to make tea and sweetened it with sugar and milk that tasted delicious. Up to this day, the estate still stands there,fully grown cocoa trees with ripe fruits and children of this generation could still be seen climbing the many cocoa trees to retrieve the delicious fruit.
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ReplyDeleteI am interested in seeing the estates , since my father lives on one of them with a woman he met , then abandoned my mother and her children... for this woman who broke up a marriage for lust...then eventually also had kids with my father. They still live on the estate and I’m curious about them. As my father also left them for another woman who he has kids with. Yet those in Santa Cruz are his favorite children due that he lived there for a while and educated his children and gave them the best , also with the fact that he didn’t have to build a house , I was told that the grandfather of my half siblings used to work for the Stollmyers and they got permission to still live on the estate to this day and eventually purchased a small fraction of the estate. Yet my father doesn’t want us to ever meet each other. I do know their names are Matthew and Domonique. May we one day meet
ReplyDeleteUh.....ok then
DeleteTHESE SLAVE MASTERS NAMES SHOULD BE REMOVED FROM EXISTENCE. TO START ANEW AND REMOVE THE OLD TERRIBLE HISTORY FROM THE PRESENT DAY
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