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September 2018 | view this story as a .pdf<\/a><\/p>\n

\u201cKavanagh,\u201d a house of stories, makes an indelible impression on
\nall who enter.\u00a0<\/span><\/span><\/h3>\n

By Brad Emerson<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

\"20180610_114944\"Scant miles inland from the summer hubbub of Route 1 and the tourist-laden towns of the midcoast from Wiscasset to Newcastle is another world, one of soft backroads passing ancient fields and quiet villages. One sees gentle rivers, white steeples, and beautifully kept 18th and 19th-century houses. But, even in this rich landscape, one is brought up short at the first sight around a bend of a great square yellow house set back from the street behind ancient lilacs. Its flush board fa\u00e7ade is adorned with pilasters. A perfect Palladian window looks out from above a semicircular portico, all surmounted by a large cupola behind a delicate balustrade. Nearby is a carriage house with a graceful row of arched doors. All seems unaltered in its setting of ample lawns against a background of ancient pines, below which a fragrant path winds to the shore of Damariscotta Lake.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cKavanagh\u201d is one of the great Federal houses of Maine, built in 1803 by James Kavanagh, the richest man in the district. An Irish Catholic \u00e9migr\u00e9, Kavanagh and his friend Matthew Cottrill left their native County Wexford to escape British oppression and arrived in Boston in 1780. By 1788, they\u2019d moved to Newcastle on the Damariscotta River in what was then the Province of Maine. There they opened a general store and prospered. Soon they made wise investments in lumber and shipbuilding, as well as the new toll bridge that connected Newcastle to Damariscotta. In 1795, for \u00a31,018, they purchased two lumber mills and a grist mill on 576 acres known as Lithgow Farm, later adding a fulling mill\u2013giving rise to the name of Damariscotta Mills for the surrounding village. Now a very rich man, Kavanagh began to give back to his community, building St. Patrick\u2019s, the first Catholic Church in Maine.<\/span><\/p>\n

In 1803, the time had come to build a house commensurate with his wealth and position, and in housewright Nicholas Codd, also an Irish \u00e9migr\u00e9, Kavanagh found the perfect designer to give shape to his dreams. Little is known about Codd\u2019s early years. His biographer, Andrew Gerrier, notes that he came to Newcastle by 1801 after his marriage to Margaret Coffin of Nantucket, perhaps brought there by Kavanagh and Cottrill to build their own houses. By 1803, Codd\u2019s first child was baptized by Bishop Carroll of Baltimore, who\u2019d arrived to consecrate the new brick St. Mary\u2019s donated by Kavanagh. After those two houses, Codd went on to build a string of Maine\u2019s finest Federal-era houses, including the famous James McCobb \u201cSpite House\u201d in Phippsburg and the Captain William Nickels house for McCobb\u2019s brother-in-law in Wiscasset. It is not known where Codd received his architectural training; in Boston, where he first lived after arriving in America, or in his native Ireland. It is clear that, as with most of the talented housewright-architects of early 19th century New England, he made excellent use of the English and American architectural pattern books of the day. As Earle Shettleworth noted in a recent conversation, Codd\u2019s designs certainly owe more to Federal New England\u2013the Boston area in particular\u2013than late Georgian Ireland. Even so, the exterior of the house has European-inspired refinement. The flush board fa\u00e7ade is meant to emulate smooth stone, the pilasters at the corner give grandeur, and a wooden belt course at second floor level emulates similar features in stone buildings. Passing through the large front door from the semi-circular portico, one is in a hall of unusually sophisticated detail for the time and place. <\/span><\/p>\n

The far end is apsidal, with a long curving stair rising to the second floor. Each broad and shallow step is a wooden box set upon another in imitation of the self-supported stone stairs of England, and in the newel post is set an elaborately carved ivory inlay, bearing the designer\u2019s initials, \u201cN.C.,\u201d high tribute by the owners. The hall doors are trimmed with elegant molding, ending with a flourish in scrolled volutes at floor level, a feature unique in Maine. The attic was lit by a skylight whose source was an unusual glass floor in the cupola above, possibly added in Victorian times. The second-floor hall is large enough for a seating area in front of the beautiful palladian window looking out to the neighboring countryside. The eight major rooms of the main house are large and high with large windows with deep reveals containing folding shutters in each. Each room has a chimney breast and fireplace projecting from the end walls with elegant mantels. The drawing room is where Codd outdid himself, however, with a paneled wall with pilasters dividing doorways and arched cabinets, with an intricately carved cove and bracket cornice surmounting the whole. On this writer\u2019s recent visit with a noted decorator friend, the friend nearly gasped at the proportions and light of main bedrooms, pronouncing them \u2018superb.\u2019 Behind the stair hall, a small first-floor room, now a bath, with a large north-facing window, was designated as a \u201cPrayer Room,\u201d completed in time for use by the former missionary Father Jean de Cheverus, soon to become the first Catholic Bishop of New England.<\/span><\/p>\n

The rear wing, believed to be the earlier house on the site, has its own simpler charms, its lower ceilinged rooms each with fireplace (there are 12 in the house), including the large cooking hearth in the original kitchen.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cKavanagh\u201d is that increasing rarity\u2014a beautiful house that has always been appreciated and respected by its successive owners, retaining its architectural integrity inside and out. Kavanagh\u2019s bachelor son, Edward, eschewed the family businesses, and, after a two-year Grand Tour of Europe, went into law and politics, becoming a U.S. Congressman. In 1843, he became the 17th Governor of Maine. He lived at \u201cKavanagh,\u201d built when he was eight years old, until his death in 1844, four years before his father\u2019s. After a Kavanagh daughter, Winifred, made it her home, the house was purchased by Charles Perkins Gardiner, member of a distinguished Boston family. Later his daughter Mary, the former wife of William Robinson Cabot, used it as a summer home. After her divorce, Mrs. Cabot lived for 30 years in London, returning to the house each fall with her two unmarried daughters, both nuns, while renting in the summers to her cousin\u2019s husband, Mr. Winslow.<\/span><\/p>\n

An old house is witness to many events. In 1854, with a wave of anti-Catholic sentiment sweeping the region, and threats to burn St. Patrick\u2019s in the air, the Church valuables were brought to \u201cKavanagh\u201d for safekeeping. In the 1940s, the grand old house caught the imagination of a new neighbor, the poet Robert Lowell, living across the street with his wife, writer Jean Stafford. Although the house had always been loved and well maintained by its affluent owners, Lowell reimagined it as a gaunt survivor, the setting for his third book of poems, The Mills of the Kavanaughs<\/em>.<\/span><\/p>\n

In 1959, Admiral Frederick Gore Richards and his family, who lived in a brick house in Newcastle village, were facing the construction of new Route 1 behind their house. Seeking a new home in the region, they happened upon \u201cKavanagh,\u201d and became its new owners. It was a happy moment for the house, which was gently updated and maintained with great sensitivity, and for the Richards family. The Richards\u2019 grandchildren kindly shared memories of family life on the property: The lake and its shorefront offered \u201csailing and canoeing and swimming.\u201d At 5 o\u2019clock each evening, with military precision, the adults would gather for \u201ccocktails and conversation while the children would receive ginger ale and peanuts, playing badminton, croquet, or tag.\u201d A Richards granddaughter remembers \u201cfitting up cushions for the window seat in the cupola,\u201d making it her retreat at the top of the house, with drawing and writing materials at hand (sometimes \u201chiding from chores,\u201d she confesses). <\/span><\/p>\n

It is an extraordinary property, with some of the sensibilities of an English country house, sitting romantically between country lane and lake, burnished by time and care. It has been fortunate in the respect accorded by owners across the generations, and one looks forward to the next chapter. The mansion is listed for $995,000, and taxes are estimated at $9,000. <\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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