Charles E. Burchfield (1893-1967)

 certainly tempting. Baked fish, cold tongue potatoe-salad, pear butter pickle, bread, cider-lemonade and tomatoes came one after another in pleasing succession. And were topped off by pie, peaches and peanuts
After supper we tried to have a meeting to decide for a Kabal Christmas party, but so much hilarity crept in that only a committee - Joe, King + I - was selected. It might be well to say here that the committee never acted. Mrs. King’s sister came in once in wanted to know what we were doing and wouldn’t believe us when they said we were having a business meeting.
We then proceeded to the Parlor where Joe, Bill, Dorothy, King and I started a game of hearts, while the others either looked on or play checkers. Bud don’t know how to play cards and Day usually gets on his dignity and says that it’s immoral and frivolous so they regaled themselves with checkers -- a very exciting game as I said before. Hearts, as always, proved a game for laughter in which we indulged to our hearts contents. In fact I don’t believe I ever laughed so much over little or nothing as I did that night. Joe I believe went out on that game and then went out again -- of the house. There was a party in at