"He was always thinking up new things to try in the store. I remember one time he made a trip to NewYork, and he came back a few days later and said, 'Come here, I want to show you something. This isgoing to be the item of the year.' I went over and looked at a bin full ofI think they called them zorisandalsthey call them thongs now. And I just laughed and said, 'No way will those things sell. They'll justblister your toes.' Well, he took them and tied them together in pairs and dumped them all on a table atthe end of an aisle for nineteen cents a pair. And they just sold like you wouldn't believe. I have neverseen an item sell as fast, one after another, just piles of them. Everybody in town had a pair."Right away I started looking around for store opportunities in other towns. Maybe it was just my itch todo more business, and maybe, too, I didn't want all my eggs in one basket again. By 1952 I had drivendown to Fayetteville and found an old grocery store that Kroger was abandoning because it was fallingapart. It was right on the square, only 18 feet wide and 150 feet deep. Our main competitor was aWoolworth's on one side of the square, and a Scott Store on the other side of the square. So here wewere challenging two popular stores with a little old 18-foot independent variety store. It wasn't a BenFranklin franchise; we just called it Walton's Five and Dime like the store in Bentonville. I remembersitting on the square right after I bought it listening to a couple of the local codgers say: "Well, we'll givethat guy sixty days, maybe ninety. He won't be there long."But this store was ahead of its time too, self-service all the way, unlike the competition. This was thebeginning of our way of operating for a long while tocome. We were innovating, experimenting, andexpanding. Somehow over the years, folks have gotten the impression that Wal-Mart was something Idreamed up out of the blue as a middle-aged man, and that it was just this great idea that turned into anovernight success. It's true that I was forty-four when we opened our first Wal-Mart in 1962, but thestore was totally an outgrowth of everything we'd been doing since Newportanother case of me beingunable to leave well enough alone, another experiment. And like most other overnight successes, it wasabout twenty years in the making. As Maggie knelt by the bed sobbing, with that letter pressed under her, her feelings again and again gathered themselves in a whispered cry, always in the same words 鈥? 开心婷婷五月综合基地,五月丁香六月综合缴情 Thus happily and peacefully the rest of her life flowed on; her interest in all political and social matters鈥攁rt, science, and literature鈥攔emaining undiminished, her affection for old friends unaltered, while new ones were constantly added to the number, until on May 29, 1842, she died at the age of eighty-seven.