Charles E. Burchfield (1893-1967)

proprietors show us exactly how various toys were run!! We hustled in the packages and his them in the wardrobe. After supper we started to make candy–boxes for the tree – Frances told Mother that she was making them for Merle Ward, who lives on Vine St. Presently Bill came. We came into the hall to talk. Someone mentioned Merle Schnurrenberger, and Frances said
“Oh Merle – her mouth hangs open anyway!”
This seemed to strike Bill’s sense of humor, for he sat weakly on the stairs and laughed until tears came. We all laughed too – part in sympathy. Finally, when he could, he said:
“Let’s go over to Sixth St, Charlie.”
“What for?”
“No sir; you boys have to help me make some things” objected Frances.
“No do you?” laughed Bill “Let’s go over and see if theirs any coasting. And then come right back”
“All-right” I said going for my coat and hat
“You boys are rump-head ronyons” said Frances as we went out.