I know all you folks enjoyed reading the two short stories I
have posted thus far.
And I can assure you there will be Others.
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But for me - as short stories go - it always comes back to this:
O. Henry
What a special person he must have been to write something so
beautiful and meaningful - and so full of Truth.
The Gift of the Magi.
Della
Jim
She sold her hair to buy a chain for his watch.
He sold his watch to buy the combs for her hair.
'Isn't it a dandy, Jim? I hunted all over town to find it.
You'll have to look at the time a hundred times a day now.
Give me your watch. I want to see how it looks on it.'
'Dell,' said he, 'let's put our Christmas presents away
and keep 'em a while. They're too nice to use just at
present. I sold the watch to get the money to buy your
combs.
And now suppose you put the chops on.'
The Magi, as you know, were Wise Men - wonderfully
wise men - who brought Gifts to the Babe in the Manger.
They invented the art of giving Christmas presents.
Being wise, their gifts were no doubt wise ones,
possibly bearing the privilege of exchange in case
of duplication. And here I have lamely related to
you the uneventful chronicle of two foolish children
in a flat who most unwisely sacrificed for each other
the greatest treasures of their house.
But in a last word to the wise of these days let it be
said that of all who give gifts these two were the wisest.
O all who give and receive gifts, such as they are wisest.
Everywhere they are wisest.
They are the Magi.
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