SHORT STORY BY O’HENRY The World And The Door Đây là một serries truyện ngắn anh ngữ nổi tiếng với những từ vựng quen thuộc. Nhằm giúp các em và các bạn yêu thich tiếng anh luyện tập và củng cố thêm kỹ năng đọc tiếng anh | SHORT STORY BY O HENRY The World And The Door A favourite dodge to get your story read by the public is to assert that it is true and then add that Truth is stranger than Fiction. I do not know if the yarn I am anxious for you to read is true but the Spanish purser of the fruit steamer El Carrero swore to me by the shrine of Santa Guadalupe that he had the facts from the U. S. vice-consul at La Paz - a person who could not possibly have been cognizant of half of them. As for the adage quoted above I take pleasure in punc- turing it by affirming that I read in a purely fictional story the other day the line Be it so said the police- man. Nothing so strange has yet cropped out in Truth. When H. Ferguson Hedges millionaire promoter investor and man-aboutNew-York turned his thoughts upon matters convivial and word of it went down the line bouncers took a precautionary turn at the Indian clubs waiters put ironstone china on his favourite tables cab drivers crowded close to the curbstone in front of all-night cafés and careful cashiers in his regular haunts charged up a few bottles to his account by way of preface and introduction. As a money power a one-millionaire is of small account in a city where the man who cuts your slice of beef behind the free-lunch counter rides to work in his own automobile. But Hedges spent his money as lavishly loudly and showily as though he were only a clerk squandering a week s wages. And after all the bartender takes no interest in your reserve fund. He would rather look you up on his cash register than in Bradstreet. On the evening that the material allegation of facts begins Hedges was bidding dull care begone in the com- pany of five or six good fellows -acquaintances and friends who had gathered in his wake. Among them were two younger men -- Ralph Merriam a broker and Wade his friend. Two deep-sea cabmen were chartered. At Columbus Circle they hove to long enough to revile the statue of the great navigator unpatriotically rebuking .
