Guy & Ben, too,
Touche! Thanks for further clarifying what I stated above. The name "Asa Dayton" as a synonym for Aserdaten "was purely a figment of Henry C. Beck and his friend Ned Knox's imagination." Re-read the chapter titled "The Adventure of Aserdaten" in Beck's Jersey Genesis (1945), and you'll agree with Guy and me.
For many years Beck ran newspaper articles imploring the public's assistance in helping him find the place Aserdaten and subsequently the mystery man, Asa Dayton. After many failures, Beck found the place with the public's help. However, none of the pineys intimately acquainted with the Forked River Mountains had, of course, ever heard of an Asa Dayton. Nonetheless, Beck persisted with his newspaper inquiries! Suddenly in 1959, as revealed in a Star-Ledger article, he received a lettter from Ed Britton (b. 1903) of Bamber acknowledging, "I would like you to know that Asa Dayton was a man. He raised deer in a park near Bamber for the Stuyvesant Estate... Our great uncle Henry Branson moved into the house after Asa Dayton died, to carry on the work...." {Ben, this item should sound familiar.} It is clear that Ed Britton never read Jersey Genesis, though he obviously read several of Beck's newpaper articles seeking information about the mysterious Asa Dayton. It is quite possible, I will concide, that oral history of the Britton family recalls a man that possibly preceded their uncle Henry. But this man's name was not Asa Dayton, a name that Beck implanted in Ed's mind.
One might say that this is a case where Henry Beck has turned the table on the local pineys, a case in which he has swamboozled the piney instead of the customary reverse. Eileen Hand, a nature guide at Batsto in the 1950s and 1960s told me a story about a Beck excursion she attended with a couple of her piney friends in search of cannonballs alledgedly concealed in Mordecai Swamp. When Beck asked an array of questions on numerous other subjects, the pineys responded with some far fetched answers that were anything but the truth. At the conclusion of the trip, Eileen pulled Beck aside and said to him in her Irish boldness, "Reverend Beck, I noticed you were eagerly taking notes. You're not planning to publish this? What they told you was nothing but lies." Beck just smiled. Many local historians claimed that Beck was a cronic victim of tall tales.
In the Asa Dayton incident I must say to piney Ed Britton , you've been had!