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The period following the Civil War until 1892 was the golden era for the Surf Hotel which was made much more accessible due to the railroad expansion to Babylon. Visitors to the resort enjoyed bathing in both the ocean waters as well as the more docile waters of the Great South Bay.
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By 1892 the Surf Hotel had started to decline and David S. S. Sammis, who was 74 years old, was looking to sell. It is late August, 1892 and a raging cholera epidemic in Europe threatens to infect American shores through stricken steerage passengers emigrating from Hamburg, Germany. Incoming ocean liners are quarantined and steerage passengers are offloaded to quarantine hospitals on Hoffman and Swinburne Islands in Lower New York Bay. When all else fails, the dead are transferred to the Swinburne crematory. Most of the more affluent travelers in first and second-class cabins are not infected, but under the quarantine they are not allowed into the country for 20 days. When so-called Asian cholera -- an acute infectious disease spread by contaminated food and water -- quickly breaks out among stokers tending the steam boilers, however, panic sets in. Cabin passengers want off the ship. What to do with them during the duration of their quarantine? State health authorities have an idea. Out on the southern coast of Long Island is a sandy, virtually uninhabited barrier beach called Fire Island, where dwell only shorebirds, deer, ticks, occasional day trippers and the master of the Fire Island Lighthouse. But at Democrat Point, at the western end of the island, there is a rundown old hotel called the Surf, which, in better days, played host to revelers and sun worshippers from far and wide. Why not buy the hotel and its surrounding 120 acres of sand, ship the quarantined passengers out to the Surf Hotel and let them live out their short captivity in ease and isolation? Democratic Governor Roswell P. Flower loves the idea and orders it done. He even ponies up $50,000 of his own money as a down payment to get things moving. Not in our neighborhood, cry Babylon and Islip Town residents. And baymen, claiming their livelihood is threatened, scream bloody murder. Fire Island is on the verge of becoming a battleground. The State of New York won out and purchased the property to carry out the quarantine which was done peacefully.
Following this incident the State attempted to reopen the Surf but its time had passed. By 1908 the storm damage property was dismantled and turned into the first State Park in New York. The Fire Island Parks Commission (Later the Long Island Parks Commission headed by Robert Moses) was created to administer the property as a park to be enjoyed by the public. It is now part of Robert Moses State Park although the land to the East of the lighthouse is not accessible to the public.
As you pull up to the dock at the next Cross Bay swim take a look up to your left and think of the great Surf Hotel, the events that occurred there many years ago and the echoes that resonate through to today.
If you would like to learn more about the Surf Hotel you may want to consider purchasing the book “Fire Island’s Surf Hotel and other Hostelries on Fire Island Beaches in the Nineteenth Century” by Harry W. Havemeyer
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