Charles E. Burchfield (1893-1967)

everyone be happy. Fifty share Mrs. Slipperbelt. Thank you, thank you." And so on and so on, on and on, on and on, without end. I am very sorry he didn’t have a hammer. It would have helped him out so much. One time I was where a man yelled like this: "Two-sixty five Two-sixty five, who’ll give Two-seventy. Two-seventy? Two-seventy.  Two-Seventy, who’ll make it Two-seventy five? Two-seventy five. Gone to the lady with a red nose, (?) bonnet, and yellow shawl with the red border and squint eyes for two-seventy five? This man used a hammer.  There is no use describing this whole begging scene you ha~ probably been bored in this manner before. There are many ways of being bored but this is the most successful. Quite a pack of men went around with pads in their hands, like reporters, and solicited successfully overcome some victims, they would call out their name to the auctioneer – that’s all I can call him - who would repeat it loudly, say "Thank you" and "Ain’t that so Bish?" Once he suddenly turned to the Reverend Mr. Whittaker and shouted. "Who is that man Whittaker?, he looks as tho he wanted a share"! As we looked