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 was getting late one evening on the farm in the Waldo Hills, Oregon; we were all sitting around the fireplace; it was fall, and while not cold, it was very damp. Father had been to town that day and he was discussing with my stepmother and my grandmother the advisability of going to Silverton to live. He said that every time he went to town lately Tom Welsh wanted him to move down and take charge of the Grange store.

It was a great evening, if it was rainy. I got out of Grandmother’s lap and turned to the hired man and said, “Just think of it, we are going to Silverton maybe, to live right in the heart of the town.” Finally I had to go to bed, though I wasn’t a bit sleepy and I don’t remember of sleeping a wink that night, but at