Charles E. Burchfield (1893-1967)

cribed the sight of them, the pulling of them, and the smelling  of them. Now comes the tasting of them, which is beyond descrip­tion.

     This morning Bustard left on a trip to Sandy Lake and said that he wouldn’t be around the office much anyway this week. I was rather glad for there is no work there for me to do and I dislike to have him see me idle. In the afternoon I went out and talked with Fred awhile after which I came in and wrote a letter to Kaiser. Later on Schweitz and I went on a sightseeing tour thru the shop. We got moored in the Joining room listening to Sam West, who was busy soldering the shoulders of the first president of Mexico together. This was interesting enough in itself but he made our visit still more interesting by giving us a graphic history of all the modelling business ever put out byMullins. He showed us photograph taken twenty and thirty years ago which showing men working in the shop now as they were then, were very interesting. He also told us