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 DICKSONS

 

statue on the way to lunch, the children arrived home from     school and one of them piped up, "Why did you bring that old  thing down from the attic ?"
   My mother also had very definite ideas in geographical matters. For instance, when Eben Fiske was about ten, we were driving  him home to Rhode Island. In the outskirts of Pawtucket, Eben, who was familiar with the road said, "We take a left hand turn      by that stone church."
   "Oh no, Eben, that couldn't be the turn," my mother an-   nounced firmly.
   "All right," Eben replied and we continued on about a mile.

   "Here's where we take the left hand turn, Eben," she said.        

    "All right," Eben replied indifferently.
   A little farther on she said, "We turn to the right here don't        we Eben ?"
   "If you want to," he replied.
   Soon we found ourselves on a dead end street in the heart of    the city. "Now what do we do, Eben?" she asked crossly,    "You've got us lost."
   "I've been lost ever since that church when I told you to          turn left," Eben replied.
   Occasionally we were taken to the theatre, but only to plays    that my mother considered proper. If there were undesirable    parts she found ways of avoiding them. Once when the final    scene of a play based on the life of Abraham Lincoln came on —   a box in Ford's Theatre in Washington — my mother announced, "Come children — we're leaving now. The rest is too disagreea-ble," and she rose and walked out and the children reluctantly followed.

 

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