Joy in the Morning: A Novel

by Betty Smith Narrated by Maggi-Meg Reed

Overview

From Betty Smith, author of the beloved American classic A Tree Grows in Brooklyn, comes an unsentimental yet radiant and uplifting tale of young love and marriage.

In 1927, in Brooklyn, New York, Carl Brown and Annie McGairy meet and fall in love. Though only eighteen, Annie travels alone halfway across the country to the Midwestern university where Carl is studying law-and there they marry.

But Carl and Annie's first year together is much more difficult than they anticipated as they find themselves in a faraway place with little money and few friends. With hardship and poverty weighing heavily upon them, they come to realize that their greatest sources of strength, loyalty, and love, will help them make it through.

A moving and unforgettable story, Joy in the Morning is “a glad affirmation that love can accomplish the impossible.” (Chicago Tribune)

Editorial Reviews

FEBRUARY 2021 - AudioFile

Maggi-Meg Reed's versatile narration envelopes listeners in this classic story about the first year of a marriage in the early twentieth century. The narrative begins when Annie leaves Brooklyn to marry Carl and settle in the Midwest, where Carl is attending law school. Annie is an enormously appealing character, made even more so by Reed's evocative performance. Her curiosity, charm, and independence come through in Reed's inviting tone and light Irish accent. Reed portrays Carl and the varied secondary characters with distinct expression and nuanced vocal mannerisms. While often nostalgic feeling, the audiobook contains a modern element with its frank depictions of sexuality. Whether this is a first or a repeat listen, this classic audiobook is a joy at any time of day. M.J. Winner of AudioFile Earphones Award © AudioFile 2021, Portland, Maine

Chicago Tribune

A glad affirmation that love can accomplish the impossible.

New York Times Book Review

A more dauntless heroine or a more appealing one has not turned up in a current novel in years.

FEBRUARY 2021 - AudioFile

Maggi-Meg Reed's versatile narration envelopes listeners in this classic story about the first year of a marriage in the early twentieth century. The narrative begins when Annie leaves Brooklyn to marry Carl and settle in the Midwest, where Carl is attending law school. Annie is an enormously appealing character, made even more so by Reed's evocative performance. Her curiosity, charm, and independence come through in Reed's inviting tone and light Irish accent. Reed portrays Carl and the varied secondary characters with distinct expression and nuanced vocal mannerisms. While often nostalgic feeling, the audiobook contains a modern element with its frank depictions of sexuality. Whether this is a first or a repeat listen, this classic audiobook is a joy at any time of day. M.J. Winner of AudioFile Earphones Award © AudioFile 2021, Portland, Maine

Product Details

BN ID:	2940172924545
Publisher:	HarperCollins
Publication date:	05/05/2020
Edition description:	Unabridged

Read an Excerpt

Chapter One

It was an out-of-date town ball in an up-to-date progressive college town in a midwestern state. The corridor was long and dark with narrow benches at intervals against the wall, and a brass cuspidor by each bench.

Although the year was 1927 and few men chewed tobacco any more, no one had the authority to get rid of the cuspidors. So they stood there. Each morning the janitor polished them and put a fresh half inch of water in each as janitors had done before him for the past fifty years.

One of the benches was occupied by a boy named Carl and a girl named Annie. There was a small, red, very new suitcase on the bench next to the girl. She gave it a possessive pat from time to time. The boy chain-smoked, which made him seem nervous even though he wasn't.

Although he was known as Carl Brown, the boy had started life as Carlton Braun--the Carlton after the father's boss. Mr. Braun had worked for Mr. Carlton since the age of twelve. The work was hard, the hours long, the pay low, and the raises scarce.

Whenever he asked the boss for a raise, Mr. Carlton would put his arm around Mr. Braun's shoulder and tell him in a mellow voice, not to worry, son. He'd be taken care of, son. When he, Mr. Carlton, passed away, there'd be some bonds in that there safe, made out to William Braun.

So when the baby was born, they named him Carlton so the boss would be sure to remember the bonds. When the boy was six years old, Mr. Carlton died. When they opened the safe, there were no bonds for William Braun, son. The disappointed father reduced the boy's name to Carl.

During the war, when people were running around hollering,"Down with the Kaiser!" and changing sauerkraut to liberty cabbage, Mr. Braun, by due process of law, had his name changed to Brown. Although he had been born in Germany, he wanted no one to mistake which side he was on.

Thus evolved the name Carl Brown.

There was no complication about the girl's name, Annie McGairy. She had been christened Annie after her German-born maternal grandmother, and the McGairy, of course, was donated by her father, who had been born in Dublin, Ireland.

Carl was a handsome boy--tall, blond, and with a manly look of maturity which made him seem older than his twenty years. His clothes were cheap, but he wore them so well that they looked expensive. He was neat in a casual way. Altogether, he was an attractive young man whom one couldn't help but notice.

Annie was eighteen but looked like a child of fourteen who had borrowed her sister's clothes for the day. She was small, slender but well made, and had long, pretty fight-brown hair which she wore in a knot at the back of her head. She had nice clear skin, a mobile mouth, and sad gray eyes. She wasn't a girl you'd notice especially except when she spoke. Then you'd have to notice her.

They sat close together on the bench, holding hands and waiting to be married. From time to time there was a little hiss as Carl threw a half-smoked cigarette into the cuspidor. At each hiss Annie squeezed his hand and said, "Nervous?" Each time he squeezed back and said, "No. You?" Each time she said, "A little." Then they squeezed hands together.

A woman clerk came toward them and Carl started to rise. "Keep your seat," said the woman pleasantly.

"Will we have to wait much longer?" asked Carl, looking at his watch. "We don't want to miss the game."

"Judge Calamus doesn't usually come in on a Saturday," said the clerk. "But he's making an exception in your case. We got in touch with him at his home and he'll be over in a few minutes."

"Good!"

"Now: You have the license?" Carl started to get it from his inside coat pocket. "Oh, I don't need to see it. Just checking," she said. "Where you folks from?"

"Brooklyn," he said.

"Both of you?"

Carl nodded. "But I've been here a year."

"He goes to college here," said Annie proudly.

"Med school?" asked the clerk.

"Law school," he said.

"That's nice," she said vaguely. She turned to Annie. "And how long have you been here?"

"Two hours," said Annie.

"She came in on the night train from New York," explained Carl.

"Then our Middle West must seem strange to you," she said to Annie.

"Oh, no. I had an idea what it would be like. I read books that were laid in the Middle West--like Winesburg, Ohio and Main Street and Sister Carrie. And to me the Middle West didn't seem much different than where I lived. Why, Sister Carrie could have been laid in Brooklyn as well as in Chicago."

Carl pressed Annie's hand in warning and she stopped talking. Annie noticed the clerk was staring at her in a strange way.

"Oh! Yes, well..." The clerk sounded confused. She started back to her office, saying over her shoulder, "The judge will expect a little something for his trouble, you know."

"I understand," said Carl.

"Carl, did I say something wrong?" Annie asked anxiously.

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