Charles E. Burchfield (1893-1967)

April rain with not a breeze stirring. To go about in this weather was very disagreeable, as the roads are so sticky and muddy. But in all this rainy, chilly weather, there was one pleasure; I heard a song sparrow singing this morning, and it sounded very sweet.

At work in the morning Bill kept up a continual battle of words with one of the girls, that was very amusing to us, and I continually worried King. All the time I was working, I kept wishing that it was night for then we would go and see “The Rivals.  After dinner, Bill, King and Dutch all had to go to rehearsal, and I worked upstairs, putting out mail. This was like heaven to this morning and a walk uptown on an errand put new life in me.  When I quit at five o’clock, I was ready for anything. I had quit early because I had to go to a shoe store and suffer agony in fitting my feet. Thither I proceeded, and a heart-rendering delay, during which I fumed and fretted, and reflected on the wearing out of shoes, I hurried home to prepare for Jim’s supper.

On arriving home I found Louise all ready and waiting for me. I dashed upstairs and started. A few moments later I was all changed and was just swearing over my