An Almost Perfect Settlement
on the Great South Bay
On the shore of the Great South
Bay, Long island, just fifty
miles from New York, is a
community which, viewed from
both economic and moral
standpoints, is about as near
perfection as any community can
ever hope to be. It has less
than 500 inhabitants, yet it has
two flourishing churches, and
not a barroom or other place
where intoxicating beverages can
be procured. It does not have
policemen, sheriff, or
magistrate, because nobody ever
breaks the law there, or is
noisy, disorderly, unreasonable,
or quarrelsome. It has no street
cleaning department, because
every man keeps the street in
front of his own place in order,
and every street and highway is
as neat and clean as brick and
stone and earth can be made. it
is a pretty place, because,
notwithstanding that there is
not an ordinarily expensive
house within its limits, every
fence and building is kept well
painted and in perfect
condition, every dwelling,
however small, is always in the
best repair, and lawns and
gardens are neat and thrifty in
appearance. it is a flourishing
place, because every family man
in it owns his own house, free
and unencumbered, is out of
debt, and has money ahead. It is
healthful and with a low death
rate, because it is situated by
the sea, and because everybody
works industriously all day long
in the open air, spends his
evenings at home, and goes to
bed early. it is eminently a
Godly community, as almost every
inhabitant is a member of one of
the two churches, a worker in
the interests of religion, and a
stickler for his sect.
The First Settler's Home
The name of this very remarkable
place is Greenville, it is
frequently called Tuckertown
locally, but Greenville is the
correct name, although neither
name can be found in the
railroad guide, Post office
directory, or gazetteer. It is
about two miles to the westward
of Sayville. Its inhabitants are
the descendants of Americans who
settled there many years ago and
a large and prosperous colony of
Hollanders. The Hollanders are
sturdy, energetic people, of
great earnestness of purpose and
strength of will. They came to
this country poor, because they
were told wages were high here,
and today every one of them is
prosperous and a property owner.
The business to which the
Hollanders applied themselves is
oystering. it is an unknown
occupation in their own land.
Each man of family owns his own
oyster boat as well as his own
house and lot, and carries on
oyster planting with
intelligence and profit. The
young men and the latest
arrivals from Holland who have
not accumulated enough to become
independent property owners work
as dredgers or pickers for the
older men at $1.50 or $2 a day.
The young men hoard their
earnings carefully in the hope
of being able soon to buy a trim
sharple and begin life for
themselves. The Hollanders run
five oyster packing houses
altogether, one of which does
the largest European trade in
the country. This is owned by
Jacob Ockerse, who is accounted
a wealthy man.
The Hollanders are clannish.
They have large families, and
the young folks marry young.
They generally select mates of
their own nationality.
Occasionally some red-cheek
young Dutchman with a good
education, a steady job, and
$500 in bank will woo and wed
the daughter of an American
farmer in the neighborhood, but
that is rare. Occasionally one
of them will take an Irish or
German girl to wife, but that is
rarer.
This interesting colony was
started about 1685. The first
Hollander there was William
Tuskes. He had been in the
country a year or two and had
been following the bay, as the
phrase goes, several miles to
the west of Greenville. To
follow the bay, in the local
meaning is to make a living in
any possible way out of the bay.
At Greenville this means to fish
in the summer and oyster in the
fall. Tucker bought a piece of
property near the water and
prospered. Other Hollanders
heard of Tucker's success and
settled near him. At the end of
ten years there were about a
dozen families in the little
settlement that was called
Tuckertown, after the first
settler. Subsequently, the
people named the place
Greenville, in honor of Samuel
Green, who owned all the land in
that neighborhood, whose
confidence and consideration in
selling lots to the settlers had
made the town possible. Before
long whole families of
Hollanders arrived from over the
ocean, their Tuckertown friends
having written glowing accounts
of the money to be made in
oystering in the Great South
Bay. The newcomers saved money
right away, and plenty of it.
They improved their places,
built comfortable barns,
attached little farms to their
lots, bought commodious sloops
in time, and opened bank
accounts in neighboring towns.
Meantime there was talk of
building a church. The community
had not existed long without
religious observances, however.
The people were strict church
folk in the old country, and
their religion was one of the
first things they looked after
when they came to the new world.
They held church services after
the form of the Reformed Dutch
Church in the houses of the
inhabitants by turn. They
established a church
organization, appointed deacons,
and the deacons conducted the
services. While they were
becoming Americanized very fast
on practical affairs, they
remained exceedingly Dutch in
their worship. There was never a
word of English spoken at any
service. Neither was any music
permitted except the chanting of
the Psalms. All were extremely
austere in devotional affairs.
Finally a church was built on
the main street in Greenville.
It was called the Holland
Reformed Church of Greenville,
and was admitted into the Dutch
Reformed Classis of Suffolk
county. A pastor was called and
every man, woman and child in
Greenville went to church.
There was a split in the church
a few years ago. The place has
been growing fast. The young men
and women educated in American
schools had become more liberal
than their parents, and there
were two parties in the church.
The liberal party came out ahead
and the old-fashioned people
withdrew. The process of
liberalizing the forms of
worship in the church was at
once undertaken, but the chief
change was the substitution of
the English language for the
Dutch at the Sunday evening
service. The morning service was
conducted in Dutch. The real
straitlaced folk built a church
of their own, and named it the
Christian Reformed Church. In
the new church the services are
as austere and cheerless as the
strictest traditions of old
Holland prescribed. Both
churches are flourishing, and
between them there are very few
sinners left in the Dutch part
of Greenville.
The social life of the colony is
simple in the extreme. Informal
gatherings in their homes and
once in a while a more
pretentious party in a hall at
Sayville about sums up the
social life of the community.
The streets are bordered by
small, inexpensive houses that
are absolutely clean and in the
finest of order. Each house, no
matter how small and plain,
looks as if it had just been
painted, with snowy curtains.
The children are rosy and plump.
They are also surprisingly
clean. The women look contented
and happy. They are dressed
comfortably, with some simple
adornment.
At the shore of the bay is a
fleet of about sixty sailboats,
all oyster boats. To the left
are three series of long
one-story frame buildings,
painted brown. In front of each
a platform or landing pier runs
some distance out into the
water, at the end of which are a
lot of big floats supported by
empty barrels. The buildings are
the packing houses of the oyster
shippers. Packers and shippers
do not dredge oysters
themselves. They purchase them.
The oysters are left in the
float for a day or two to
“drink.” The fresher water near
the shore removes some of the
saltness of the oyster. The
Hollanders explain very
carefully that they do not
“float” or “drink” their oysters
in really fresh water, as most
oyster dredgers do, and
consequently their oysters are
not so white and plump, but are
distinctly salt and of a much
finer flavor than those floated
in fresh water.
From the floats the oysters are
wheeled into the sheds and
packed. The packers are either
boys just out of school or the
late arrivals from the other
side, who have not yet saved
capital enough to buy boats.
A mile in the westward is
another similar packing place.
It is commonly called Oakdale,
to distinguish it from the
cluster of packing houses at
Greenville, but it is much
nearer Greenville than Oakdale,
and is really a part of
Greenville. Two Dutch shipping
houses are there, Jacob Ockerse,
the most successful of all the
Dutch colony, has made a
specialty of packing for
transportation to Europe, and is
today the biggest European
shipper of oysters in the
country. The piers and packing
houses swarm all day with busy
Hollanders. Some of the men hum
Dutch airs as they work, and
they laugh and talk in musical
Dutch.
There has never been an arrest
in the Dutch colony, nor, so far
as is known to the American
folks in the neighborhood, a
quarrel.
Washing and Measuring
There have been several suits at
law instituted by the Hollanders
during the twenty-five years
that the colony has existed, but
they have been friendly suits to
establish precedents in the
business relations of the
colonists. There has never been
a theft in the town. Once in a
while a few of the young men go
to Sayville and drink a glass of
beer apiece, but they never loaf
in the barroom. They go back
home as soon as their business
is over. To drink a single glass
of beer, however, is a grave
offence in Greenville, and the
young Hollanders who do it are
not regarded by the town
generally in as high repute as
their fathers.