Charles E. Burchfield (1893-1967)

107. we had waited a half hour, and rain beginning we decided to return home.

     Evening, the girls to the pop concert, amid torrents of rain. We three remaining spent a restless evening - try to interest ourselves in cards but bored. B + A - eventually play chinese checkers and parlor golf, while I alternately read in "Anna Karenina" and listen to the radio. At last I gave it al up, and played Dvorak 2nd Symphony. It was even more powerful and beautiful than I remembered. [i]

                   Sept 9 (Wed.)

     Heavy rain most of the night. Morning dark, somber, and oppressively humid. - To "City Line" to get working papers for Sally (who started as file clerk at Worthington (CD), yesterday) and marketing. It is getting increasingly difficult to get such staples as coffee, corned beef, pineapple etc - [ii]

                   Sept 10 -

     Evening letter from F.R. with check for $1250[iii]

                   Sept. 11 -

A.M. - by bus to Buffalo bank - home by 10:30. Work on frames 'till midafternoon. Then M.A. + I to Keicher's to order chicken for Sunday (in honor of M.A.'s return to college) - Then to Onetto's to visit M. and a little refreshment. M. was alone. We played the juke-box, and the jazzy tunes agreed with my mood. The music seemed to give an added meaning to the nondescript scene outside - the strip of as-