Detroit evening times. (Detroit, Mich) 1921-1958, 1941-08-13

A sweet faced woman opened the
door.
We've just moved here from
Yonkers." Marion said. "and i
am selling Plant Gro"
"You live I'm the Terrill cot
tage:" the woman asked and
thereupon took Marion all over
her little plot OF land
Proudly She displayed the buds
that were already started and
pointed out where gladiolas and
iris would bloom later on.
In the end she purchased q
large amount Of Plant Gro and
suggested Marion might talk about
her product before the Garden
Club.
Somehow it was easier after
that
Mrs. Wrinkles in the next house
was outspoken in her opinion Of
such new tangled nonsense as
plant vitamins. But she was talk
alive.
After she had told Marion all
about her children and grand
children and how young people
lmisbehaved nowadays, she I'M
expectedly bought sizable order
OF Plant Gro. TOO. grumbllng that
she hadn't much faith IN II.
Marions selling technique i'm
proved.
ALL KINDS OF SEEDS
She no longer blurted out her
lsalestalk Immediately.
She visited little wf1ife first
Politely she listened 10 Mrs
Carriers recital OF her operations
Mrs. Holden's views on the wal
Mr.. Hawkins theories Of garden
ing by the aspects of the moon.
Instead Of haughtily offering
her wares, she learned 10 explain
all the reasons why she and her
family had come TO Sea Cove.
Soon she was bringing home
gladiola bulbs, tomato plants, all
kinds Of seeds--and the funny
thing about it was that the pc~ple
who gave her the most. bought the
most Plant Gro from her.
Several of the kitchen garden
ers gave her useful tips about
planting-and in exchange tried
out her product too.
Her talk before the Garden Club
never materialized, probably be-
cause MIS- Gray, the sweet faced
woman, was SO shy.
But now when she rode by on
her bicycle, almost everyone she
met waved.
Sometimes housewives called
iher in to give her cake or pie or
Jar or clam broth TO take home
TO her mother.
When she bought groceries, the
storekeeper inquired about The
growth of her tomato plants and
beans.
The friendliness of the villagers
gave her the courage 10 try selling
her product TO the big estates.
One Saturday afternoon she
peddled the long ride out TO the
outlying estates and through
gateway marked Winston"
AS she approached the house,
the sound of people laughing and
talking came from the terrace.
Somehow, Marion couldn't quite
bring herself TO blurt IN upon
them with her sales talk.
Fortunately she saw a young
man in overalls planting spruceS
along the driveway.
Probably he was the gardener.
Gratefully. she stopped her
bicycle before him.
"My names Marion Pryson. I
live in the village" she eX-
planned, quite unconscious that
she no longer claimed YonkerS
as home.
I'm selling a plant food"
A RUSTIC SEAT
4 - long ride up here" he said
as If he admired her enterprise.
He pointed 10 rustic seat,
YOU'D better sit down and get
your breath"
\ 1t was good to sit down and
the young gardener. sitting dowr
! beside her, was very good looking
!, too.
! Soon she was telling him al
the humorous details of her ex.
perience selling plant vitamins..
He laughed at her description OF
4 Mrs. Wrinkles horror of the new
: tangled nonsense-and he asked
her some very intelligent queS.
; tons about her product, too.
In fact, he told her quite lo'
! Iof things about plant vitamin'
r she didn't know
She saw that he took his gar
dening SERIOUSLY. Al last he Sug
, geSted she come up 10 the house
7 while he wrote her out a checl
for what seemed a fabulous order
Marion was little confused
! when he led her right up to thc
:, terrace.
1t seemed strange for a gardener
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