Decatur Daily Democrat, Volume 52, Number 147, Decatur, Adams County, 23 June 1954 — Page 12

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CHAPTER FIFTEEN . JOAN groaned softly as she looked around at her living room. Oh, it was big enough. It was a fine large corner room. And the great bay window on (he east could be made into a charming nook some time. And the huge closet was certainly a boon for hiding all the extras such as suitcases and that trunk and the box containing her wedding dress and her typewriter and their tennis rackets and skis, to say nothing of al) their heavy winter clothing now draped over the rocker. Todd had to fix a long rod in the closet before she could put away the clothes. “But this room—’’ Joan thought again, ana Stopped there. The thing of it was, they simply hadn't' enough furniture to make this any kind of a place at aIL Only one easy chair—a black painted Dutch rocker—and two straight chairs with cracked cane seats on which they sat when they ate and that they had salvaged from the attic overhead. They had no table. They nad no desk. (And how in the world could they get along without a desk when they both needed one, he for his studying ana she for her writing T) They had no sofa or love seat. They bad no bookcases, no china cabinet, and no storage space for linens. ' , Joan heard slow slippered steps coming up the back stairs from the kitchen below. She stood stlU. waiting, an unhappy premonition upon her, a soft "Oh! Oh!" escaping from her lips. A moment later Mrs. Hunter appeared tn the doorway, breathing a little fast from her climb, but with her round sweet face wreathed in a radiant smile. “Good morning, Daughter!" "Good morning, Mother Hunter." Joan s tone was bright and pleasant, .yet holding also a note of reserve. This was the first time—except for once—since their arrival that Mrs. Hunter had ventured up here. Then she and the doctor bad come for Just a few moments to offer help and an Invitation to join them for dinner and breakfast until the young couple could get started housekeeping for themselves. But the doctor bad drawn his wife away shortly, saying be knew Joan and Todd would prefer to be alone. “We won’t bother you again," he had said cheerfully. “We just wanted you to know we were available, if you needed us for anything. When you get eet.tled—and Invite us—we’ll come," he had added, with a slight emphasis on the word invite.

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•Tne doctor tn ms study," Mrs. Hunter was saying. "And 1 got lonesome. 1 thought, with Todd off for the day, I’d just come up and see what you were doing." She lifted an Srmfui of clothes, dropped them on the naif-open trunk, and sank into the empty rocker with a lime grunt. “Mm/ My ankles are baa this morning, Joame. 1 warn you now,, don’t get rheumatism.” ■ “1 nope I don't And I’m terribly sorry it troubles you so much. Perhaps you shouldn't have climbed those stairs. 1 was coming down pretty soon." “Oh, mercy me, I couldn’t stay away longer. You don’t know what it means to me Co have you bare in the nouse with me. To know there s somebody to visit with. The doctor keeps in bls study hours on end. And I never dare interrupt him. Either he’s seeing people or preparing nit sermons or reading —” Her voice trailed away. After a moment she went on. “Os course I have a lot to keep me busy, cbu r c h committees and circle meetings and things like that. But they mostly fin the afternoons. It’s in the mornings that the house is so still and empty." Joan nodded. “Well," she said, after a moment, “you rest, now while I whisk my breakfast dishes out of the way." “No, wait. I have a scheme. Tell me what you think of it." Mrs. Hunter’s eyes, blue - gray like Todd’s, were fixed on Joan’s face in confident anticipation. “I've been thinking," she went, on, “what’s the sense of you doing your housework up here all alone and me doing mine downstairs all alone? 1 thought it would be nice if 1 came up and helped you with yours, then you could come down and help me with mine. Then we’d get ready * and go shopping together. And on cleaning days and the days we wash and iron—well —the same thing. Many hands make light work, you know." And a pleased little laugh rippled from her, as if it were an settled. . ■ Quickly Joan turned with the handful of ' plates she held and quickly moved toward the little kitchen. “It's—quite an idea," she tossed back, over her shoulder. But unseen by her mother-in-law, she plunked the plates down fiercely in the sink, while an overwhelming protest gathered swiftly in her heart. “No," she thought. “No. No! Hol 1 won’t have her barging in here like that! Owning every moment of my time! Planning it! Planning all my work for me ns if I couldn’t plan it myself! Arrhng-

ing my aays u enough I naa no ideas—no wishes—of my own. Bar Bttern <4 living. Not mine! Aqd just because she can’t bear to be alone In the morning. Thia was what I waa afraid of. But—oh, no!“ She stood quite still, a little startled by the strength of her own resentment, and forcing herself back to a measure of composure. Presently she waa calm enough to return to the living room. “It’s sweet of you to offer to help me," she said quietly, “but 1 really don’t need any help, Mother Hunter. This ta such a tiny place and all I have to do all day is take care of tt. 1 expect I’ll Just whiz through Everything in no time flat. Besides, with your rheumatism, I don't believe you should try to take on any extra work. More than your own, 1 mean. I’ll be glad, though”—she hurried on, fearful lest she might have offended—"to come down and help you when I'm through up here. Whenever 1 can,” she added quickly. "Os course, I’ll have my writing to do.” “Yes, I knsw. But you’re not writing now, are you?’’ “No. Not now. I Just finished a book before our wedding. But 1 must start another one just as soon as. I get our apartment settled.” e Mrs. Hunter rocked comfortably, her small rotund body settled in ’ the chair as if for the rest ot her life. "Well, then, as long as I'm up here today, i might as well stay. Don't worry about me, anyway.” She waved a pudgy hand. “It’s good just to look at you and talk to you, even if I only sit up here and don't do another thing." Her face sobered and grew sad for a moment. “All my life, you know, I’ve wanted a daughter. I lost, my little girl when she was three. And I could never have any more." She looked up and Joan saw tears glimmering in her eyes. "That’s why I’m so happy about you,” she concluded. Protest roes up in Joan again, but it was a helpless protest this time, because Mrs. Hunter waa at once so confident and so pathetic. She seemed so sure of her welcome here and against that what could Joan say? What could she do? Everything she thought ot would only deal a hurt, so best not to answer at all Best tochange the subject until a later date when she might more easily establish her independence. Thinking these things, she said only, "I hope 1 will always make you happy, Mother Hunter.’ (To Be Continued/

Russians Now Try Self-Service Idea Minor Miracle for Shopper In Russia MOSCOW, (INS) — An enterprising Moscow department store section chief has devised a new ißussian version of self-service that premises to ease some bottlenecks for Soviet's shoppers. To buy certain items the customer now only has to make his selection from a number of items displayed in special showcases, take an already-completed sales slip from a handy rack, pay for the item at the cashier's window and pick it up at the wrapping counter. Supermarket - wise American housewives won't be impressed, but it’s a minor merchandising miracle for the Russian shopper. Standard procedure in Soviet shops involves either queuing up or elbowing to the counter for a look at the merchandise, battling for the attention of a salesgirl, waiting while she makes out a sales slip, lining up Igain at the cashier's window and finally waiting in line at the wrapping counter. The new self - service, called “Shopping Without Salesmen” was first tried out a few months ago in Moscow's Shcherbakovsky Department Store on the suggestion of 4 3-y ear-old yard-goods manager Ivan Potapov. The Shcherbakovsky is a hotbed of progressive socialist merchandising. leading all other- stores in the Soviet Union on the basis of overall customer relations, efficiency, volume of Sales and profitable operations, Merchandising manager ~Michael P. Litvinov (who’s no relation to the former Soviet foreign minister, Maxim Litvinov) proudly refers to the “Red Banner of Socialist Competition” which the trade ministry has awarded the store for its pacesetting activities. Only a limited number of standard items can be sold under the Potapov plan, however.

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had a self-service section built* in when it opened last December And recently GUM’s predecessor as the USSR’s No. 1 department store, the Moatorg across from the Bolshoi Theater, Introduced a “Selling Without Salesmen” section on a modest soale. It had 51 Items for a starter ranging from scout neckerchiefs, and peasantcraft boxes to razor blades and plastic butter dishes. Pricewise the items range from a 45-cent five-inch orange plastic comb to a 120 woman’s printed silk scarf. The department manager expressed some skepticism about the customer-acceptance of buying without being able to take a close look at the items and explained he had included only those items which were of standard good qnalU f’ ...

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