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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celebrate. "So we'll call it my party," she said. "We'll sit together and eat and discuss old times. It's going to be my party."
   "Wonderful, Charlotte," said my father. "Here's my bill."
   "Oh, no, — I didn't mean it that way," gasped Mrs. Greene completely taken aback.
   There was a time during my childhood when the Greener       were frequently at our house for Sunday dinner. Their son Laddy, about my age, came also, and I'm afraid we gave him a rather rough time. He never adjusted to our unruly behavior, and if       one of us was ill-mannered he would reprimand the offender. "You're very rude — very rude," he often told me.
   Laddy must have found some pleasure at our house however, because as he was leaving he invariably shook my mother by the hand and asked, "When may I come again, Ruth?"
   His habit of addressing his mother's contemporaries by their    first names always annoyed us children. However, my mother     had no objections and she would set a date and Laddy would go off smiling.
   On one of his visits we nearly got into trouble. I persuaded      him to climb a long ladder and stayed close behind him in case     he might slip. Two-thirds of the way up he looked around to see    if I was still there, and when he realized how far away he was   from the ground he went into a state of panic, refusing to move either up or down. He screamed in terror as I tried to urge him    on.
   "It's all right Laddy," I told him. "I'm right here — I won't let    you fall."
   My words went unheeded and he continued to scream. Mrs. Greene heard the commotion and came on the run, and she no