From the Chester Times of 11-25-1976
PET TIGER CLAWS INN OWNER TO DEATH
Of all the colonial taverns that flourished in Delaware
County none had a more tragic event than the Black Horse Hotel.
James Pennell, one of many proprietors of the historic
inn in Middletown, was clawed to death in 1794 by his pet tiger in full view of
his patrons.
Pennell had been a tavernkeeper in Chester for many
years and had become quite popular with his animal act. There were no
traveling animal shows in those days and the tiger performance attracted large
crowds.
Pennell had owned the animal for several years and took
great pleasure and pride in exhibiting his control over the beast. He could make
the tiger perform many novel tricks.
He became the Black Horse Hotel proprietor in 1793 and
continued his tiger act there. On this particular day in 1794, while
showing off the tiger to patrons, he taxed the beast beyond its patience. The
great cat sprang upon him in anger and before he could be rescued the animal
had torn him so violently that he died within a few hours.
The Black Horse Hotel, established in 1739 by William
Noblitt, once stood on the northeast side of the cloverleaf carrying Middletown
Road across Baltimore Pike. The location in colonial days was described as the
juncture of the Baltimore Turnpike and the old Edgmont Road, known as "the great
road leading from Chester."
Black Horse Hotel still leaves
memories of its prominent place in early county affairs. This
photograph, showing a modern addition, includes the public pump
that once stood outside the
tavern. It was built by William Noblit in 1739. Noblit, in petitioning for a license to
conduct a public house, used the needs of church goers to plead his case. Said
Noblit "...having newly built a commodious stone house upon the great
road leading from Chester to the Valley, about three-quarters of a mile from the Presbyterian
(Middletown) meeting-house where commonly is a great resort of people, and as
some ten or fifteen miles to travel to a place of worship, " it is necessary
for the public. How our times and moves have changed. This tavern
was the birthplace of Media for here the vital meeting that lead to the
creation of the county seat took place over a hundred years
ago.
Crowning the crest of one of the highest points in
Delaware County, the Black Horse Hotel enjoyed great popularity in the days
before Media became the county seat and transportation was largely by team and
stagecoach. It was noted for the quality of its food and the comfort of its
lodgings.
It was a popular stopping place for farmers from
Coatesville, Lancaster and other points who brought their wagons to Chester in
the spring to cart home hundreds of succulent shad packed in ice and straw, to
be cured for winter use.
Public sales of cattle were held often at the inn. Every
Feb. 22 there was a great rendezvous in which farmers vied to display the
fattest beef and the finest pork.
The Black Horse consisted of some 300 acres, and the
pastures often were filled with oxen, dairy cows and steers.
Chester was then the judicial seat and back-country
folks often stayed at the Black Horse after settling legal
entanglements.
Early fox hunts were held at the Black Horse in the
years before the Rose Tree Hunt Club became famous. The hunter's horn, it is
said, sounded the call there for some of the greatest fox hunts ever held in the
county.
In wintertime, the merrymakers would come in sleighs for
a supper and dance. The Black Horse probably had its greatest prominence as a
political center. The great historic meeting "to take into consideration the
propriety of removing the seat of justice to a more central position" was held
there. This meeting resulted in the removal of the county government to
Media.
In its heyday, the Black Horse was the favorite
convention place of all political parties.
At one time, the tavern was the polling place for
Middletown, Edgmont, Concord and Upper Providence townships.
Historians say politics eventually doomed the Black
Horse, that "it fell into disuse as a political rendezvous, and gradually
dwindled into desuetude."