2. One dollar and eighty-seven cents. That was all. Pennies saved one and two at a time And sixty cents of it was in pennies. by bulldozing the grocer and the vegetable man

3. and the butcher silent imputation of parsimony that such close dealing implied. Three times Della counted it. until one’s cheeks burned with the

4. One dollar and eighty-seven cents. And the next day would be Christmas.

5. So Della did it. There was clearly nothing to do but flop down on the shabby little couch and howl. that life is made up of Which instigates the moral reflection

6. sobs, sniffles, and smiles, with sniffles predominating.

7. While the mistress of the home is gradually subsiding from the first stage to the second, A furnished flat at $8 per week. take a look at the home. It did not exactly beggar description,

8. but it certainly had that word on the lookout for the mendicancy squad. In the vestibule below was a letter-box and an electric button from which no mortal finger could coax a ring. into which no letter would go,

9. Also appertaining thereunto was a card bearing the name “Mr. James Dillingham Young”.

10. The “Dillingham” had been flung to the breeze during a former period of prosperity when Now, when the income was shrunk to $20, though, its possessor was being paid $30 a week.

11. they were thinking seriously of came home and reached his flat above But whenever Mr. James Dillingham Young contracting to a modest and unassuming D.

12. he was called “Jim” and greatly hugged Which is all very good. by Mrs. James Dillingham Young, already introduced to you as Della.

13. Della finished her cry and walking a gray fence in a gray backyard. She stood by the window attended to her cheeks with the powder rag. and looked out dully at a gray cat

14. Tomorrow would be Christmas Day, with this result. to buy Jim a present. and she had only $1.87 with which She had been saving every penny she could for months,

15. Twenty dollars a week doesn’t go far. Expenses had been greater than she had calculated. They always are. Only $1.87 to buy Jim a present. Her Jim. Many a happy hour she had spent

16. planning for something nice for him. something just a little bit near to being Something fine and rare and sterling - worthy of the honor of being owned by Jim.

17. There was a pier-glass between the windows of the room. by observing his reflection in a Perhaps you have seen a pier-glass in an $8 flat. A very thin and very agile person may,

18. rapid sequence of longitudinal strips, obtain a fairly accurate conception of his looks. Della, being slender, had mastered the art. Suddenly she whirled from the window and stood before the glass.

19. Her eyes were shining brilliantly, but her face had lost its color within twenty seconds. Rapidly she pulled down her hair and let it fall to its full length.

20. Now, there were two possessions they both took a mighty pride. of the James Dillingham Youngs in which One was Jim’s gold watch that had been his father’s and his grandfather’s. The other was Della’s hair.

21. Had the queen of Sheba lived in the flat across the airshaft, Della would have let her hair just to depreciate Her Majesty’s jewels and gifts. hang out the window some day to dry

22. And had King Solomon been the janitor, pluck at his beard from envy. with all his treasures piled up in the basement, Jim would have pulled out his watch every time he passed, just to see him

23. So now Della’s beautiful hair fell about her rippling and shining like a cascade It reached below her knee and made itself almost a garment for her. of brown waters.

24. And then she did it up again Once she faltered for a minute and stood still nervously and quickly. while a tear or two splashed on the worn red carpet.

25. On went her old brown jacket; With a whirl of skirts and with the down the stairs to the street. on went her old brown hat. she fluttered out the door and brilliant sparkle still in her eyes,

26. Where she stopped the sign read: One flight up Della ran, Madame, large, too white, chilly, and collected herself, panting. “Mme.Sofronie.Hair Goods of All Kinds.” hardly looked the “Sofronie”.

27. “Will you buy my hair?” asked Della. Down rippled the brown cascade. and let’s have a sight at the looks of it.” “I buy hair,” said Madame. “Take yer hat off

28. “Twenty dollars,” said Madame, “Give it to me quick,” said Della. tripped by on rosy wings. Oh, and the next two hours lifting the mass with a practised hand. Forget the hashed metaphor.

29. She was ransacking the stores for Jim’s present.

30. She found it at last. There was no other like it in any of the stores, and no one else. It surely had been made for Jim and she had turned all of them inside out.

31. It was a platinum fob chain and not by meretricious ornamentation - simple and chaste in design, as all good things should do. properly proclaiming its value by substance alone

32. It was even worthy of The Watch. It was like him. As soon as she saw it she knew that it must be Jim’s. Quietness and value – the description applied to both.

33. Twenty-one dollars they took from her for it, With that chain on his watch Jim and she hurried home with the 87 cents. might be properly anxious about the time in any company.

34. Grand as the watch was, that he used in place of a chain. he sometimes looked at it on the sly on account of the old leather strap

35. When Della reached home her intoxication gave way a little to prudence and reason. She got out her curling irons and lighted the gas and went to work repairing the ravages

36. made by generosity added to love. Which is always a tremendous task, dear friends, a mammoth task.

37. Within forty minutes her head was covered with tiny, close-lying curls long, carefully and critically. that made her look wonderfully like a She looked at her reflection in the mirror truant schoolboy.

38. “If Jim doesn’t kill me,” she said to herself, “before he takes a second look at me, he’ll say I look like a Coney Island chorus girl.

39. But what could I do - oh! what could I do with a dollar and eighty-seven cents?”

40. At 7 o’clock the coffee was made and Della doubled the fob chain in her hand Jim was never late. the frying-pan was on the back of the stove hot and ready to cook the chops.

41. and sat on the corner of the table near She had a habit for saying little silent Then she heard his step on the stair the door that he always entered. away down on the first flight, and she turned white for just a moment.

42. prayer about the simplest everyday things, “Please God, make him think The door opened and Jim stepped in and now she whispered: I am still pretty.” and closed it.

43. He looked thin and very serious. and to be burdened with a family! and he was without gloves. Poor fellow, he was only twenty-two - He needed a new overcoat

44. Jim stopped inside the door, as immovable His eyes were fixed upon Della, that she could not read, and there was an expression in them and it terrified her. as a setter at the scent of quail.

45. It was not anger, nor surprise, nor any of the sentiments that she had been prepared for. with that peculiar expression on his face. nor disapproval, nor horror, He simply stared at her fixedly

46. Della wriggled off the table and went for him. “Jim, darling,” she cried, “don’t look because I couldn’t have lived through at me that way. I had my hair cut off and sold

47. Christmas without giving you a present. Say ‘Merry Christmas’ Jim, and let’s It’ll grow out again - My hair grows awfully fast. I just had to do it. you won’t mind, will you?

48. be happy. You don’t know what a nice- at that patent fact yet what a beautiful, nice gift I’ve got for you.” laboriously, as if he had not arrived “You’ve cut off your hair?” asked Jim,

49. even after the hardest mental labor. “You say your hair is gone?” he said, Jim looked about the room curiously. I’m me without my hair, ain’t I?” you like me just as well, anyhow? “Cut it off and sold it,” said Della. “Don’t

50. with an air almost of idiocy. the hairs of my head were numbered,” for it went for you. Maybe It’s Christmas Eve, boy. Be good to me, “It’s sold, I tell you – sold and gone, too. “You needn’t look for it,” said Della.

51. she went on with sudden serious sweetness, my love for you. Shall “but nobody could ever count I put the chops on, Jim?”

52. Out of his trance Jim seemed quickly to wake. some inconsequential object For ten seconds let us regard with discreet scrutiny He enfolded his Della.

53. in the other direction. The magi brought valuable gifts, but that A mathematician or a wit would give you what is the difference? Eight dollars a week or a million a year - the wrong answer.

54. was not among them. This dark assertion will be illuminated later on.

55. Jim drew a package from his overcoat in the way of a haircut or a shave or a shampoo pocket and threw it upon the table. “about me. I don’t think there is anything “Don’t make any mistake, Dell,” he said,

56. that could make me like my girl any less. a while at first.” you may see why you had me going But if you’ll unwrap that package

57. White fingers and nimble tore at the string and paper. and then, alas! a quick feminine change And then an ecstatic scream of joy; necessitating the immediate employment to hysterical tears and wails,

58. of all the comforting powers the set of combs, side and back, that Della For there lay The Combs - had worshipped long in a Broadway window. of the lord of the flat.

59. Beautiful combs, They were expensive combs, she knew, just the shade to wear in the beautiful vanished hair. and her heart had simply craved and pure tortoise shell, with jewelled rims -

60. yearned over them but the tresses that should have adorned the coveted adornments And now, they were hers, were gone. without the least hope of possession.

61. But she hugged them to her bosom, “My hair grows so fast, Jim!” with dim eyes and a smile and say: singed cat and cried, “Oh, oh!” and at length she was able to look up And then Della leaped up like a little

62. Jim had not yet seen his beautiful present. The dull precious metal seemed to flash upon her open palm. with a reflection of her bright and ardent spirit. She held it out to him eagerly

63. “Isn’t it a dandy, Jim? You’ll have to look at the time Give me your watch. I hunted all over town to find it. a hundred times a day now. I want to see how it looks on it.”

64. Instead of obeying, and put his hands under the back of his head and smiled. Jim tumbled down on the couch “Dell,” said he,

65. “let’s put our Christmas presents away They’re too nice to use just at present. and keep ‘em a while. I sold the watch to get the money to buy your combs. And now suppose you put the chops on.”

66. The magi, as you know, who brought gifts to the Babe in the manger. They invented the art of giving Christmas presents. were wise men -wonderfully wise men -

67. Being wise, exchange in case of duplication. possibly bearing the privilege of And here I have lamely related to you their gifts were no doubt wise ones, the uneventful chronicle of

68. two foolish children in a flat the greatest treasures of their house. But in a last word to the wise of these days who most unwisely sacrificed for each other

69. let it be said that of all who give gifts such as they are wisest. Everywhere they are wisest. these two were the wisest. They are the magi. Of all who give and receive gifts,

70. END