This quirky animal tale of Old New York begins on a Sunday night in May 1910 when Gus, a brindle bulldog, walked into Fay’s restaurant at 255 West 125th Street in Harlem around 7 p.m. and sat down for dinner with his master. Gus was reportedly well behaved, so he was allowed to sit with his owner, Miss Rose Leland of 516 West 179th Street, as long as his leash was wrapped around her chair while they both ate their dinners. Outside on the sidewalk was an icebox, where live lobsters were kept. Whenever one of Fay’s customers ordered lobster, the waiter would grab a few and let the customer choose which one he or she wanted. This icebox was of great interest to Mattie, one of Fay’s several restaurant cats who were in charge of vermin patrol. Although Mattie's main job was to help catch mice and rats, the cat spent most of her time staring intently at the curious creatures in the icebox.

(Fay's Restaurant would have been about 6 buildings down on the left side of this 1905 photo of West 125th Street looking east from Eighth Avenue.) On this particular spring night, one of the lobsters fell on the sidewalk after the waiter had gone inside. Naturally, Mattie jumped at the opportunity. She had no idea what she was up against. The lobster clamped its claw onto Mattie’s tail, sending her howling and scurrying through the front door and into the restaurant. Not about to be left out of the fun, Gus the bulldog pulled wildly at his leash–and Miss Leland’s chair–to join in the melee. Down went Miss Leland, who screamed in horror and then reportedly fainted. Gus caught up with cat and lobster as they ran around the other diners. The lobster released its claw on Mattie and grabbed Gus by the hind leg. The waiters were finally able to break up the ruckus and tie Gus up behind the cashier’s desk. Mattie was then locked in the kitchen. The New York Times reported that “it may be said that the lobster received the proper burial.”

This story takes place in what was one of the first areas of Manhattan to be settled after Henry Hudson discovered the New World. With its sandy beach and gently sloped valley that allowed easy entry between the shoreline bluffs and the interior, the area that we now know as Harlem was the ideal location for a settlement. The valley, which the Dutch called the “Hollow Way,” is now the area around West 125th Street. One of the earliest settlers in this area was a Quaker named William Lawrence, who established a farm centered around what was then called Manhattan Street (West 125th Street) and the old Haerlem Road. The property passed to his son John and his wife, Anna Burling, following William’s death in 1680, and later to their daughter, Hannah Lawrence. In 1806, Hannah's husband, Jacob Schieffelin, and his two of his brothers-in-law -- John Burling Lawrence and Thomas Buckley -- established the village of Manhattanville.

This 1870 photo is looking northwest from what's left of the Haerlem Creek around 121st or 122nd Street towards Manhattanville, with West 125th Street in the background and St. Joseph of the Holy Family Roman Catholic Church on the far left (today's 125th Street and Morningside Avenue). The buildings on the right are just about where Fay’s restaurant was located in 1910 -- and where the Apollo Theater would be built in 1913.

Fay’s restaurant was located at 255 West 125th Street. In the late 1800s, as noted on this 1891 Bromley map, 255 and 253 (circled in red) were one-story frame buildings with large back yards. (Note the empty lots on West 126th Street behind these frame buildings -- the main part of the Apollo Theater would later occupy these empty lots.) In 1895, Sarah R. King had a stationery store at #255, and Mr. Leslie H. Crouch had a real estate business in the building. Next door at #253, the Brooklyn Daily Eagle had a branch office.

On June 23, 1912, the New York Times announced that a new theater was being built for Benjamin Hurtig and Harry Seamon on West 125th Street. At the time, Hurtig and Seamon had been occupying the old Harlem Opera House erected by Oscar Hammerstein in 1889, which was just down the block at 211 West 125th Street.

The land on which the new theater was was planned was held by Felix Isman under lease through the Sonn Brothers. Isman sold the lease to Philadelphia dry good merchants Jacob D. Lit and Samuel D. Lit in April 1911, who in turned leased the land to Charles J. Stumpf and Henry J. Langhoff (popular Western clothing outfitters from Milwaukee, Wisconsin) for 99 years. Sumpf and Langhoff in turn sold a 30-year lease to Hurtig and Seamon. In a transaction negotiated by Sidney S. Cohen, Hurtig and Seamon arranged to build a theater occupying 125th and 126th Streets. A 75 x 100, three-story building having an entrance to the theater proper was constructed at 253 to 259 West 125th Street, and the theater itself was built on a 100 x 100 foot lot on West 126th Street.

Hurtig and Seamon agreed to pay an annual rental of $40,000 for the first ten years, $42,500 for the next ten years, and $45,000 for the last ten years. Work began in May 1913, and Hurtig and Seamon’s New Burlesque Theater opened in 1914. Like many other American theaters during this period, African-Americans were not allowed to patronize this new Harlem theater or perform there. In 1933, following a campaign by Mayor Fiorello La Guardia to shut down burlesque houses, Hurtig and Seamon’s closed down. Cohen reopened the theater as the 125th Street Apollo Theater in 1934 with his partner, Morris Sussman, and changed the format to variety revues. Cohen and Sussman focused their marketing on Harlem’s growing African-American community. Frank Schiffman and Leo Brecher took over the Apollo in 1935. The Schiffman and Brecher families operated the theater until the late 1970s.

Today, where 100 years ago a cat and dog went paw to claw with a lobster, the legendary Apollo Theater presents concerts, performing arts, and educational and community outreach programs. And just next door, a new restaurant has opened its doors to serve theater-goers. I laughed out loud when I saw the name of the restaurant next to the Apollo Theater — red claw and all!