Charles E. Burchfield (1893-1967)

content, but nothing unusual happened.
In the evening we went out to Smith’s. Wilbur was home from college and we all sat in the parlor talked about school and college. Mr. Smith astonished us by telling us how good a foot-ball player Harold Piersen (one of the jokes of the school) would make if he only was allowed; as he went on telling all his fine points, I began to wonder if Mr. Smith was a ronyon or not, when he said in an offhand manner:
      “Yes – to hear him tell it –“ Our shouts of laughter interrupted him at this point. Presently Mrs. Smith announced supper. At the table we were like we had always been – we talked and laughed in a most hilarious manner, still doing justice to our supper at the same time. Someone started talking about Edith Smith, who had tried to commit suicide. She was a cousin of our host. I didn’t know anything about it, so I kept quiet, Joe + Bill tried to frown others down, but Bud was not to be downed and capped it all of by remarking vehemently:
     “Well if the fool wanted to commit suicide, why didn’t they let her?
     After supper we sat around and talked awhile. Presently Bill + Bud went to church where Bill had a date