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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THE DUMP
 

parents I noticed that my father had his customary cardboard box along, containing his dinner. In honor of the occasion however, someone had tied a red ribbon around it and it looked more like    a gift than a substitute for his hostess's culinary shortcomings.
   "You always like the Davis's food," I said, "so why do you    bring your own?"
   "Safer," he replied, and Aunt Sophy made some comment     about his being on a boiled rice diet.
   Later, when I happened to go into the dining room where the grownups were seated, I noticed the box on the sideboard, the ribbon still tied. As for my father, he was sitting with a large    helping of lobster salad in front of him and eating it with   enthusiastic relish.
   The wedding took place on the Davis's lawn, which was on a bluff overlooking Pleasant Bay with steep banks going down to   the beach. All the local people attended the gala affair, one of      the more imposing being the Honorable John Kendrick, South Orleans' postmaster and storekeeper, and a former representative to the Massachusetts House. He was a nervous man and could never stand still; even during the important parts of the ceremony  he kept taking steps in this direction or that. Suddenly he took    one step too many in reverse and fell head over heels down the embankment to the beach. He managed to dust himself off and climb back up for the remainder of the ceremony.
   Two or three days later he delivered groceries at our house.    The bluff we lived on was surrounded by cranberry bogs which   you crossed on earth dams, or dikes. Mr. Kendrick, while driving across a dike, misjudged his nearness to the edge and ran off into the cranberry bog. As he stood there scratching his head and

 

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