I visited her in Wickford at her house as a child in the mid-1940s; her married daughter, a niece and a friend of my mother's, was a Charlotte Marshall whose maiden name I don't know; I think she was raised in Wickford. "Aunt Carrie" told me of being lifted as a child on her father's shoulders at a railroad station to see one of the mourning trains that were run throughout the country just after Lincoln's assassination. She also gave me a box of many early US coins; those were unfortunately later stolen in the 1950s. The house still had an out-house and a deep well from which cold, pure water was drawn in a metal cup. Her grand-daughter, Gail, later moved to Florida, marrying as Black (I seem to remember).