Charles E. Burchfield (1893-1967)

126. flood area.

18^th Day- Thursday- 26^th

     A.M. New studies of station- lunch with Denehey- P.M. start work on picture- a growing sickness bothers me- a walk down 14 flights of stairs had made me nervous in the morning. I seemed to get nowhere with the sketch, and by evening it seems hopeless. However after dinner and a walk, the study seems to assume possibilities.

     All night I toss to & fro in the bed, wooing sleep without success. Warm, and a raining (sic) falling. Continual roar of sounds from below- fire-sirens, grinding of trucks, newsboys shouting, roar of trains- a bedlam – 4:30 before I doze – off.

19^th Day- Friday- 27^th

     A.m. Grit my teeth and finish work on picture- show it to Denehey – decide suddenly to drive home. Inquire route of railroad men and after bidding Denehey goodbye and mailing picture, I checkout, and start out.

     A misty foggy day, with pale sunshine struggling thru- a light wind. I lose my route going out of Pittsburg, and only get onto to the Erie route after many questionings and turnings. As I start out on the wide cement road northwards I become more and more light-hearted. A feeling of Saturday afternoon in the air, of boy hoods Saturday. Damp woods look inviting, but I go on [wishing] to reach route 20 by sundown. A long drive to Erie with few events, aside from two detours. About 10 miles south of Meadville, a low creek flooding the flat valley; pick up man with market basket bound for Meadville.

     Sun setting as I approach Route 20 at Fairview- the golden