Christmas Day Gift: Jim and Della's Story
Gift of the Magi O. Henry One dollar and eighty-seven cents. This was everything. And sixty cents of it was in pennies. Pennies saved one and two at a time by bulldozing the grocer and the vegetable man and the butcher until one cheeks burned with the silent calculation of parsimony that such close dealing implied by. Three times Della counted it. One dollar and eighty-seven cents. The next day would be Christmas holiday. There was clearly nothing left to do but flop down on the small couch shabby and howling. So did della it. Who instigates the moral reflection that life is made up of sobs, sniffles, and smiles, with sniffles predominance. While the lady of the house is gradually subsiding from the first stage to the second, take a look at the house. Furnished apartment in the $ 8 per week. I did not exactly beggar description, but it was certainly the word on the overall look of the team begging. In the vestibule below was a lette...