THE FISKE FAMILY

   Great Aunt Sarah died when I was less than two years old.     Her first husband, to whom she had been married only a short  time, was killed in the Civil War. Her second husband, the Reverend Chandler Robbins, was many years her elder and had grown-up children, one of whom married her brother, Uncle Charlie Fiske. The Robbinses lived in a house that was demol- ished several years ago to make room for the Parish House in Weston Center. They had three sons — Uncle Oney who married Aunt Manie, my mother's sister; Uncle Toot, and Uncle Chandler, as we called them.
   Aunt Sarah was very tender-hearted and always performed kindly deeds such as putting a watering trough at the end of her driveway for thirsty horses passing along the road — or going down to Cutting's store and purchasing fly traps that were full       of flies, taking them to the woods and letting the flies out.
   My father used to tell a story about a trip to Europe with       Aunt Sarah and one of her sons. As the steamer approached Liverpool she called the boys aside and explained that the room steward had been very helpful to them during the voyage and deserved a gratuity. Then she gave each of them a dime for the purpose.

   It has already been mentioned that Uncle Charlie married one    of Aunt Sarah's stepchildren. This made his sister his step    mother-in-law; and by stretching the point a little further, him-     self his own step-uncle. Uncle Charlie lived on Church Street in Weston. His house, architecturally the finest in town, originally

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