Charles E. Burchfield (1893-1967)

had returned and as I watched them and the Freshie’s, I saw that it would be impossible for anyone to get a pole to me.

And so I decided that it must be done in another way.  Below me, the enemy was laughing at my helplessness, while the Seniors urged me on to some sort of action.  Seeing the need of this, I looked around me and then I thought of a plan.  The arc light was shining exceedingly bright.  As I looked down, of course I was able to see the objects below clearly, while anyone looking up would be blinded by the light and thus be unable to see exactly what I was doing.  Having this and Probert in mind at the same time, I reached over and broke a branch from the