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the knoll and built a house there.
Just west of Fiske Street was Cyrus Clark's barn which he
rented from the Fiskes. A long shed attached to it served as a catchall
for miscellaneous items belonging to miscellaneous members of the Fiske
family. Once when I was there I saw an old Stanley
Steamer — one of those illustrated on page 34, and which would be a
museum piece by today's standards. On investigation I discovered that it
belonged to Uncle Gus and the next time I saw him — perhaps a month or
two later — I asked if he would sell it to me.
He said he would — for five dollars — but before taking my money
he wanted me to make sure that it was still there. A lot of
things in the shed were being thrown out, he said, because
the barn was going to be moved. Unfortunately the Stanley was among the
items considered worthless and the junk man got there first !
One day my father happened to be driving past Cyrus's gate- way
when the hired man, William, with no warning whatever turned his
hay cart into the yard. It all happened so suddenly
that a collision was unavoidable. The force of the impact threw William
to the ground and there he lay, groaning and writhing.
My father went up to him. "William," he said, "I'm sorry I
ran into you. Are you badly hurt?"
William looked up. "Oh — it's you Mr. Dickson !" he ex-claimed,
springing to his feet completely recovered. |
