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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Gentlemen — my job is to feed Mrs. Dickson's horses."
   Then he sat down. The talk, short as it was, had the desired effect and for a long time was the best-remembered speech in the annals of the Association.
   Besides her many horse theories, my mother had quite defin-     ite ideas on a variety of subjects and used no hesitation in expressing them. She disapproved wholeheartedly of smallpox vaccinations; the vaccine came from an unhealthy cow (not a  horse, unfortunately) and she would not allow her children to be vaccinated. "When a smallpox epidemic comes it will be time enough to do something about it," she maintained.
   She disapproved of cosmetics and anyone who came to ride horseback wearing lipstick or rouge — wearing war paint, she called it — would be thoroughly berated and told to wash it off before desecrating the horse. Such a dressing down would  naturally startle the uninitiated.
   In her book, smoking was not for women. Aunt Sally Fairchild, who often visited us, was an incessant smoker. "Sally — if you don't stop smoking," my mother would say, "you'll get cancer."
   "But I already have cancer," was Aunt Sally's meek reply.
   At one time she considered drunkenness a curable disease. She had a theory that a man's inability to get liquor made him crave      it; if he had all he wanted he would practice moderation. So she attempted to cure an inveterate drunkard who was delivering something at our house and she handed him a bottle of whiskey  and a tumbler. With gleaming eyes he filled the receptacle to the brim, tossed it off in one long pull then began to pour a second.    At this point my mother intervened, realizing the experiment        had been a failure. Not long afterwards we had a laundress with