Charles E. Burchfield (1893-1967)

we came around again. This time she was at home and when I said that I didn’t have any change she gave me a quarter. They had only taken about five minutes to do and weren’t really worth it.
“I’m never going to carry change” I said as we left.
“Why didn’t you ask her if she didn’t want the whole alphabet. You’re not wise!”
At noon Mother proved the fact that it is often hard to get in house’s, even one’s own.
“I had fixed it somehow so that the night latch caught” she said “and when I came home, here I couldn’t get in. I hardly knew what to do when Bryant Engle came along. I got him to try to open a window to crawl in but he couldn’t. Finally he got in the cellar. I thought he could get in the kitchen that way, but here when he came out again, he said the cellar door was locked. Then we didn’t know what to do. Then Fred came and he went down the cellar to get a chisel to pry open the window. While he was down there, he tried the door and here it was unlocked after all!”
After school this evening we hurried down to McMillan’s to get copies of Burke’s Conciliation, which we had to have for English.