Charles E. Burchfield (1893-1967)

and like most American businessmen his chief claim to fame is his ability to pick good men to do his work. Gibson he picked up out of the shop.; The dynamic obsession however had its inevitable result – Gibson succumbed to a nervous breakdown, from which he has slowly recovered. Now he is supposed to be at his old top-notch form again, but some-how the thump of his hells, tho just as loud as before, does not ring true; the old fire is gone in spite of the same old redness of his face.; In refreshing contrast to this hurry is Thompson, who wanders about the place as in a trance. He is at the retiring age and has acquired the benevolent manner. As I say, his appearance in this self made atmosphere is refreshing. There he comes with his old yellow wrinkled skin, profusely marred by moles of various sizes, his white hair barely revealed by a derby perched well back; his loose