Charles E. Burchfield (1893-1967)

Presently we were all ready to start. Mother had made the last loving caution for us to be careful and Frances had said for the last time that we were crazy for going in such hot weather and for the last time we had tried to make sure that we had forgotten nothing. Jim carried the largest basket as becomes the biggest fellow, Fred carried Jim’s dinner bucket in which had been stowed the beef-steak which would make the chief part of our supper; and which (the bucket) would serve to carry the fish home in, provided we got any. I carried a small grape-basket and the fishing poles - three of them, for I had decided to fish this time, remembering the fact that, as an idler on the other trip, I had been made to carry the fish.

     Perhaps, as we went down the street we made a ludicrous spectacle. I don’t know, but everyone we mat stared at us out­rageously to say the least. This incensed Jim very much and he declared that for the life of him he could see why three fellows going fishing should arouse so much curiosity.