Almost two centuries later, this sad, gruesome slice of New Jersey’s early history still echoes in club lore and ghost tales. Not long ago, Wolffe uncovered writings by A. W. Tillinghast, the course’s renowned architect, which mentioned observances of strange, devilish creatures stalking the woods of the ridge at night.
Members occasionally bring up Roll’s legend in a different light.
“I’ve often heard people say that the rough is so thick, it’s Baltus Roll getting his revenge,” Trebus said.
In life, Baltus Roll resided with his wife, Susannah, and son on what was then a far less populated ridge, where they grew apples and raised livestock.
At around midnight on the…