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The only house that Benjamin Franklin ever owned stood in an airy courtyard off Market Street in Philadelphia. He once called it "a good House contrived to my Mind," but in reality it belonged as much to his family as it did to him, who spent so much time abroad. This volume is the brief story of the house and family that lived there. It is also the story of its sad destruction and of the fitting memorial raised on the original site.

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