'If you were a customer, what related items would you want to buy with this And how would you findthem' CHAPTER III. 鈥橳WIXT CUP AND LIP. Weasel. To the churchyard, I thinks. 乐彩重庆时时彩走势 CHAPTER III. 鈥橳WIXT CUP AND LIP. 鈥楢fter church and luncheon I went to the Orphanage Garden, to help sweet Margaret to deck the Christmas Tree. In less than half an hour the little guests are to be summoned to receive their dolls, tops, books, etc. I expect a charming scene.鈥? This store was as bad off as any Wal-Mart I've ever seen. It had the highest shrinkage of any Wal-Marteveraround 6 percent, which for us is unheard of. The store was losing more than a half-million dollars ayear, and we thought we ought to close it. But we had a real maverick named Ed Nagy, who was then adistrict manager. Ed's a fella who's always stepping on toes or breaking one rule or another. He'sconstantly in trouble, and he likes to try new things, and, I have to admit, he reminds me a bit of myself asa youngster. He goes into that store, and he has a talk with the store manager, and he starts training thedepartment heads. And he sets some realistic goals for these folks. And he starts giving them somemotivational talks, explaining how we're different from other companies and they're really missing out onsomething by not participating. 鈥楴ov. 8.鈥擨f I were not a Mission Miss Sahiba, who should never complain, I might give a groan or a grumble to the mice and rats. They get into my almira, and what is even worse, into my harmonium. I had a tin plate made for the pedal part, expressly to keep creatures out; but they managed to pass it. I have now had a second large one made, and hope that it may prove more effectual. The creatures have bitten almost all the red Persian away; to-day I found lumps of wadding in my harmonium. 鈥淗ow could they have come there?鈥?I asked of my sharp kahar, V. I suspected the rats, but did not know where they could have got the wadding from,鈥攚hen V. suggested the beautiful padded cover of my harmonium. Sure enough, the rogues had bitten holes in that, and pulled out wadding to stuff into my harmonium, doubtless to make a comfortable nest for a family of young mice or rats. I tried a Batala trap; it was of no use: I have bought an Amritsar one, and Mera Bhatija has bought another; but the rats, I fear, will not be much thinned in numbers. We try to get a weasel, but have not succeeded yet. But things might have been much worse. The rats never try to eat us!鈥? BUD WALTON: "I went up there to see them in the fall of 1969, and it was really the height of ambition. We had onlydone one public offering, and I had done it, so I thought I was an expert. Sam was eager to talk becausehe had borrowed all the money he possibly could. I stopped at every Wal-Mart between Little Rock andBentonville so I would know something about his stores. Of course the first thing he did was throw me inthat plane of his and fly us all over Oklahoma and Missouri looking at stores."Not long after that, Bud and I went quail hunting up on the Robson ranch in Oklahoma, and the huntingwas really good. We spent most of that day talking about our options. We wanted to expand, and werealized we weren't generating enough profits both to expand and to pay off our debts. In fact, our cashshortage had forced us to give up five land sites where we had already planned to build new stores, sowe knew we had to do something. Driving back that night, we agreed to seriously explore thepossibilities of going public. It was a huge step for us, and we were concerned about losing control of thecompany. My son Rob had graduated from Columbia University law school the year before and hadgone to work at the biggest law firm in Tulsa. We, the Walton family were his first client. As our lawyer,he also kept track of the various Wal-Mart store partnership agreements, so I asked him to start lookingat all our options. BUD WALTON: C. M. T. TO A COUSIN. Those meetings are just one example of how, in the early days of being a public company, we really didhave to go to greater lengths than most companies to let Wall Street get to know us and understand us. CHAPTER III. 鈥橳WIXT CUP AND LIP. 鈥業 have enjoyed your dear letter, and it makes me feel thankful. I have often thought that freed spirits probably lead a life of delightful activity; none of the 鈥渂urdens of the flesh鈥?to fetter them down. The idea of spirits preaching to spirits is, however, rather new to me. But there seems nothing against it, and probability rather in its favour. That verse in St. Peter, to which you refer, certainly strengthens the idea; for the disciples are permitted in so many ways to follow their Master.