Sunday, July 11, 2010

The Last Leaf


One of the prettiest pictures I've had the fortune to read: O. Henry's 'The Last Leaf'

More later.

July 13th: More:

Setting: ...quaint old Greenwich Village, the art people soon came prowling, hunting for north windows and eighteenth-century gables and Dutch attics and low rents. 

 Characters
"Johnsy," familiar for Joanna. 
Sue: “let Sudie go back to her drawing, so she can sell the editor man with it, and buy port wine for her sick child, and pork chops for her greedy self.”
Mr. Pneumonia, not what you would call a chivalric old gentleman. 
The busy doctor
Leaves. On the ivy vine. 
Old Behrman, a fierce little old man, regarded himself as especial mastiff-in-waiting to protect the two young artists in the studio above.

Plot:
"When the last one (leaf) falls I must go, too. I've known that for three days. Didn't the doctor tell you?"


Go read. Now.

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