1. The Fiske Family
2. The Bennetts
3. The Dicksons
4. The Abbey
5. Landmarks and Personalities
6. The Great Road
7. The South Side
8. Merriams and Fields
9. Sold to Riley
10. Early Automobiles
11. The Dump
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with the table, leaving dark triangular spots. The larger the spot   the more unappetizing I considered the utensil. Mary, knowing      of this weakness and learning that I was to eat lunch at the     Fields, told me very firmly, as we were starting off for school,   "The Fields have black forks and spoons — and Victoria'll make you eat with them."
   Victoria was the Fields' nurse. She was very strict, and the children always toed the mark in her presence. I was scared to death of her, and this little send-off upset me so badly that I considered backing out of my invitation. How relieved I was to  find the Field cutlery brighter and much less worn than ours !
   Birthday parties at the Fields were events to look forward to. There was always a magician who could produce a rabbit from a silk hat or a bantam rooster from a chafing dish, and he held his young audience spellbound for the better part of an hour. After    the show we would get Erlund to play the piano for us. He   showed great promise as a musician and amazed his contempor-aries with his dexterity at the keyboard. Although I envied him I could never force myself to take my lessons seriously. Miss Upham, my music teacher, came to our house once a week to instruct me, and whenever my mother was away at lesson time I would sneak off into the woods and hide. My poor teacher, after waiting for a reasonable period, would go home. When I saw her walking down the driveway I considered it safe to emerge from   my hiding place and continue with whatever I was doing before   the interruption.

   I do not look back at Pigeon Hill School with any great feeling   of pleasure. A number of insignificant episodes come to mind,