Charles E. Burchfield (1893-1967)

pipes, which usually happens in about an half-hour, or somehow.
After I had lighted the stove, I went up to the attic to investigate. – I found nothing however; - which seemed to prove Bertha’s theory about it – i.e. – that the excessive cold wind coming in the casement windows (which was not quite closed) coupled with the fact that they had had an oilstove in there, had owned moisture to accumulate on the cold walls. There seemed to be nothing to do about it.
The rest of the afternoon I spent in the studio, in a rather numb state of mind, studying my winter pictures, looking over the studies I made in 1922 of an old [illegible] at the foot of Maryland sheet, and the reconstructed oil of “November”. I feel encouraged about the latter, and made several notes, looking forward to working on it next Fall.
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Evie got up for supper, and feels better.
From now on, Sally has to work Monday evening until 6:00, (5:00 before) –
Evening – Running with B – we split even a game apiece. I do not mind winning one game from her, but I hate to take a spend one following – so I try to avoid “laying down” my cards “on her” – and then it seems as if all the luck comes my way, and it becomes difficult not to win. –