Charles E. Burchfield (1893-1967)

the picture I have of my own 4th grade class that I almost expected to see myself. It was somewhat a shock to see how little distinctive difference there is in tykes—we were all more or less alike no doubt all over the northeast section. ; We found a delightful spot to lunch. A deep woods hardly penetrated by sunlight. Ancient boulders, one of which we used as a table. Sunlight, when it did get in, bright circular spots—Sometimes striking dead hemlock branches in a cobwebby effect—; After we resumed our trip, we found ourselves in a coal region—many tunnels of cheap powdering coal (one loading at a tipple above the road—The black-faced miner trudging down the hill—the village of drab gray green shingled houses—we felt glad to get out of the section. ; Around Luthersburg wide open country with vast vistas in several directions. ; The romantic flavor of our trip seemed to be dwindling and we hoped much from Cook’s Forest, our objective. We arrived there about 6:00 but found all cabins taken on the spot, and also saw the last one go at Sunset Cabins to which we returned. So we went still further south and got the last at an unnamed place. This place was not very desirable, not being clean or well kept up, but we decided to make it do. ; We cooked our meal & ate it on the table outside the cabin. Altho the “tourist” smell was rather strong. ; The cabin next to ours was taken by a couple (Walsh) from Youngstown with two small boys. The boys had both been