Charles E. Burchfield (1893-1967), Northern Fox-Grape (Vitis labrusca), November 16, 1911; ink on paper, 8 7/8 x 7 inches; Charles E. Burchfield Foundation Archives, Gift of the Charles E. Burchfield Foundation, 2006
Charles E. Burchfield, Journals, November 28, 1910
Wednesday, November 28, 2018
Monday Nov. 28
After school this evening we hurried down to McMillan’s to get copies of Burke’s Conciliation, which we had to have for English. Copies were few, we heard and so we wanted to get down before they were all sold. I was lugging and Elson’s History and a big German dictionary.
“You must be going to do some studying” remarked Miss McMillan, glancing at my books.
I laughed. I was going to study a little but not according to the size of the books. I had the history because Bill and King were coming over to make some charts for History. Our next move was to go to the library to get a book on colleges, which were a part of the charts. This we got with little trouble and loitered in the Reference room awhile. We pounced upon a butterfly book and soon we were deeply engrossed in the pictures. I had made a collection the summer before with Bill’s aid, and it was interesting to recognize among them the different ones that we had captured.
But as each of us had lessons to get, we left the building. It was raining now and the streets were becoming nasty + sticky. Bill prevailed upon me to go as far as Hawley Ave with him where he had to stop at a corner grocery. Our talk again drifted to ronyons and we had a “down-ed with rumpfeds” about half a dozen times when it began to snow and we left each other jubilant.
Bill came over this evening as we had arranged, but King never appeared. We nevertheless proceeded with the chart-making which would have taken but two or three hours had we not stopped every two or three minutes to retort to some remark of Fred’s of Frances’s. Frances said she never saw any two people disagree more than we did. We certainly did disagree but that’s the way to make charts. It was twelve-thirty when I crawled in bed, but relieved that the charts were done.
Charles E. Burchfield, November 28, 1910