Rare, Collectible, & Otherwise

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Out with Old! In with New!

Happy New Year!

We’re shuffling 2015 off to the history books and welcoming in a brand-new year, free of dents, door dings, scuffs, tangles, and creases.

No “places” on it yet.

That’s a line from the thrift shop and yard sale lexicon.

Buyer holding up a bric-a-brac vase: How much for this? It has a place on it.

Yard Sale vendor: A place? Where?

Buyer: Right here. Little spot there.

Vendor: Well, I had it marked a dollar. But I’ll knock off a quarter for the place.

Buyer: Oh. I just noticed – there are a couple more places on the bottom here. And another one here.

Vendor: Hmmm. Well, then. Just go ahead and take it. I guess we’re even.

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Plenty of newly-arrived books being sorted out to start the year in the bookshop. Including a couple with “places” and a couple that are interesting, but have been shuffled off to the “useless reference book” section.

Not a lot of calls for “Maidcraft” these days. The opening paragraph might help you understand why:


A cross section of bridge table conversation is enough to convince anyone that Maidcraft is one of the chief interests of the average woman. “Does your maid serve properly? – “My maid can’t seem to systemize her work.” – “Yes, my maid can cook, but she never gets anything on the table hot.” – “What my maid needs is a schedule for cleaning.” And then there’s always the woman who couldn’t play bridge because she was breaking in a new maid.

Like I said – not much demand for a book like this one. Maybe I can set it over on the shelf with the telegraph operator’s handbook.

And as we send 2015 off to the calendar afterlife, maybe an entry from the just-arrived book of “Comic Epitaphs from the Very Best Old Graveyards” is appropriate. This – from the tombstone of Mary Weary, Housewife:

DERE FRIENDS I AM GOING
WHERE WASHING AIN’T DONE
OR COOKING OR SEWING:
DON’T MOURN FOR ME NOW
OR WEEP FOR ME NEVER:
FOR I GO TO DO NOTHING
FOREVER AND EVER.

Hope there’s plenty of something going on for you and yours in the New Year!

Come visit!

McHuston

Booksellers & Irish Bistro
Rose District
122 South Main St. Broken Arrow, OK!

Today I’m a Boxer.

Technically, an Un-Boxer – since someone else did all the boxing. I’m overrun with boxes today.

Boxes full of books.

Collections and remnants from estates come around every so often. Sometimes the previous owner isn’t known. Sometimes the assortment is advertised as having come from a particular person. There was that trailer-load of oversized art books that came from the estate of a regional artist with a national reputation.

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Those are the times that cause major shifts in the shelf arrangement.

I had a bit of curiosity about the books that came into the shop today, mostly because of the sheer number of boxes. I could tell from the way they were packed that they had been in storage for awhile. Intuition on my part – along with the fact that the fellow delivering them told me they were cleaning out a storage unit.

I’m still opening boxes. As usual, there are occasional inserts – items like recipes, ticket stubs, receipts, and scraps of paper. Never any money, of course. I’ve yet to find even a single dollar bill used as a bookmarker. In this lot, I’ve already come across several small pieces of stationary that had been inserted into books that were given as gifts. Most have been informal, with no last names, but there was enough to inspire the detective in me.

It appears the library originated on the east coast, since some of the books are of interest to that region. As usual, there is no answer to the question: How did these end up in Broken Arrow, Oklahoma?

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As is the case with many who enjoy books, there is an assortment of subjects. Travel books. Architecture. Art. Mostly non-fiction.

I have more unpacking to do, but I’m continually surprised at the variety things that have been published. Take for example an oversized volume published in London in 1924: A History of French Etching – From the Sixteenth Century to the Present Day. A big book, as you might imagine. 106 reproductions in photogravure. (A printing process using a copper plate that produced high quality images. I Googled it.)

It’s a pretty impressive book with some interesting examples of art, but I’m trying to imagine the author or his agent pitching it to the publisher. Must have been a great salesman – or maybe the French Etching craze has just died down since 1924. It’s hard for me to imagine many copies being sold outside academic circles.

But that’s okay.

It’s a nice big book, now reasonably priced.

And I only need to sell a single copy.

Be careful out there, now that our winter has finally arrived – but don’t let it keep you away.

Come visit!

McHuston

Booksellers & Irish Bistro
Rose District
122 South Main St. Broken Arrow, OK!

Buckets O’ Fun.

Books and water don’t mix well. The repair to the roof was made, but unfortunately, the success of that work isn’t known until it is tested by a good rain.

Well. We’re having a good rain.

The buckets and cans are situated and the floor is drying out. The spot where the water was coming in earlier might be plugged, but it seems to have moved a bit downstream. It’s lucky that the drips aren’t coming directly down on the bookshelves.

But.

There were some books displayed on the conference table that aren’t going to make it and some paperback westerns that were awaiting my attention will now be herded to the west – out to the dumpster.

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I’m happy that several one-of-a-kind books that were in the immediate vicinity were spared. All in all, perhaps two dozen are headed to that great library in the sky.

Strangely, the torrential rain on Saturday stayed outside the building (or maybe it was just collecting itself for a later release). It does seem that when wind is added to the equation the water is more likely to find its way to the floor.

So, the trash cans and the mop bucket are called into service and those newspapers that I was supposed to drop at the recycling bin are working to sop up the standing water.

Don’t take it as whining on my part. I know there are plenty of folks who are having a tougher time with the weather this weekend. (I passed by two cars who went into the highway median ditch in separate accidents on Saturday, and the strange mixture of inclement weather across western Oklahoma and Texas has been a nightmare.)

Losing a few books isn’t fun for a book person. But I feel lucky enough as it is.

Glad I decided to come down and check on the bookshop on my Sunday off!

McHuston

Booksellers & Irish Bistro
Rose District
122 South Main St. Broken Arrow OK!

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