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I a always been fascinated by the picturesque sym
bols my Chinese laundry man drew on my tickets. Then one
day I was startled to discover they were always the same I
was a little frightened. Was I marked for death by some
hideous tonj' One day I mustered my courage and asked
him what the symbols meant
He smiled shyly "Is code. Ticket always same each
different customer Each laundry too much same Each
customer different Ticket tell about customer, not about
laundry. You understand'"
I wasn't sure I did. "What does mine say"
"You get mad'
"Of course not," 1 blurted, getting a little mad
"Okay Your ticket say. "Old man High. Very thin Dark
glasses. Big ear. nose, foot No hair. Crooked teeth. Maybe
pay next time.' That is all, kind sir "
I don't remember what I said, but I took my laundry and
beat a hasty retreat-Frank Sptcker, Clarlcston, Woi
MIH-ITIN PtOJICT. Our church organi
zation, faced with the problem of raising funds to meet our
charity pledge, discarded several projects before we hit upon
an idea that has paid rich dividends. We engaged a young
pilot-photographer to take aerial views of our little com
munity and had enlargements made oL the photo that would
be of greatest interest to residents. Then we went house-to-house
telling the picture Results were beyond our wildcat
hopes and the money is still coming in! Mrs. Violet N.
Doackad, Kimball, W Va
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sister's first job was in s strange town as a waitress. A man
walked in, noticed the was new, then ruffled up his hat and
coat and sat down. He told my sister he was hungry but had
no money She told him to order and she would pay for it
He did donuts and coffee then gave her a dollar tip.
When he left, everyone laughed The man was the mayor
of the town He said he Just wanted to And out what kind of
heart she had Mrs. rem Jtuon, Trenton, N. J.
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. . . rvCTYSooY came to the Rotary picnic. All the young
members and the old members. The new minister in the
self-conscious sport shirt The old lady wearing sandals The
children in feather headdresses. They were all there.
The great elms were, too, and the river and the twilight
The men stood under the cook tent and ladled up fried
chicken camouflaged in batter and rich with promise They
doled out the fat green pickles and the ears of corn. And the
baked beans glued in the hot thickening of themselves.
The children played baseball and ran foot races. The little
ones stood apart, their round stomachs stretching their T
shirts taut, their round eyes eager and timid
There were young mothers and there were grandmothers.
There were businessmen in aprons, pouring coffee. There
was the child who fell down and pierced the sunset with his
wails, and the bud of womanhood aware of herself and her
fresh blue dress and her soft mouth.
The minister said grace and the college professor led a
round of new words to old music and a boy played an
accordion as fast as his fingers would let him.
And the great elms stood a little apart and listened.
It was sunset first and then twilight and after that the
dark And the fireflies came to replace the gnats and the
hesitant moonlight speckled the river
On the loudspeaker somebody called a lost child and the
president read the names of the committee and asked the
picnickers to clap for every one.
Then the baskets were packed with the reproach of dirty
dishes and the sweaters were gathered up and sticky fingers
washed under the faucet and the last car drove away.
But the elms remained and the long grass roused Itself
and, down by the river, the frogs sang.
Everybody who had come to the Rotary picnic was gone.
Except the trees and the river and the grass. They waited
for the next visitor.
The peace of night
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