Charles E. Burchfield (1893-1967)

wait for nightfall. Jim set about preparing our supper. Fred and I gathered firewood enough for all evening. We soon had a merry fire going and while the weather was warm, still that fire was a cheerful thing.  Still more cheerful was the sizzling of the ham in the skillet followed later by a spluttering of the eggs in ham-grease. Those were pleasant sounds and with them went the open air of the woods, the sunset and the wide sky. My but we were hungry. Jim said that even if we caught no frogs it was worthwhile to come out in the woods to get as hungry as we did. We agreed heartily.  We soon made short work of the ham and eggs, which went to support the assertion. 

After supper we lay around watching the approach of night­fall. For me that was the best thing of the whole trip. The sun had just set around the light of day had not yet commenced to fade. Soon June-bugs began to come up out of the grass. What clumsy ridiculous