The house has not always stood on this spot. It was built in two pieces. You can see from the side view where the separation would have been.
A plaque on the front of the house reads, "1852: Built by Capt. Hiram Brown who came to Astoria area in 1848. Original portion of house built in Adairville (East Astoria), was barged downriver about 1865 to Tenth St., and rolled to present location without cracking wallpaper or breaking a window. Astoria's Oldest dwelling." Apparently the black and white signs were the project of one man, and were not funded by the city or the historical society. I'll have to learn more about that sometime.
I was able to tour the house one day recently when there was an estate sale on the property. I took a few photos inside, but it was a dark day and most didn't turn out well. I enjoyed the old place. It had a good feeling, and there was quite a lot of space inside, including the basement, although "basement" may not be the right word to use here in Astoria, where so many houses are on seriously sloping ground, so that one side of the basement may be resting at ground level and the other is completely or mostly lodged in the earth. The tall trees behind the house were nice, there was a pleasantly large back yard, a wisteria-covered carport, a spacious kitchen, a delightful back porch glassed-in with small panes, unusual nooks and crannies, etched glass, a carved banister, unique trim, hardwood floors, and some good old-house vibes. The heavy, red drapes in the dining room still had that Victorian-era feel, which was cool to visit, but I think I might find a way to lighten up the downstairs. Hmm. Am I dreaming of moving in? Of course, it's part of the fun :)
I like to think of what this building was like when the waterfront came nearly to its doorstep (now several blocks away) and there were no power poles in sight.
. . . AND NOW . . .Thanks to Daryl and Photoshop, the house can now breathe! Daryl said, "I took your challenge (that you didn’t know you made.) 15 minutes in photoshop…." Cool :) Thanks, Daryl. I find myself breathing deeper when I look at it, too. It's like kicking your shoes off when you get home . . .
. . . Or does it look more homey with one color-coordinated car at the (imaginary) hitching post?