SHORT STORY BY O’HENRY To Him Who Waits 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 To Him Who Waits The Hermit of the Hudson was hustling about his cave with unusual animation. The cave was on or in the top of a little spur of the Catskills that had strayed down to the river s edge and not having a ferry ticket had to stop there. The bijou mountains were densely wooded and were infested by ferocious squirrels and woodpeckers that forever menaced the summer transients. Like a badly sewn strip of white braid a macadamized road ran between the green skirt of the hills and the foamy lace of the river s edge. A dim path wound from the comfortable road up a rocky height to the hermit s cave. One mile upstream was the Viewpoint Inn to which summer folk from the city came leaving cool electric-fanned apartments that they might be driven about in burning sunshine shrieking in gasoline launches by spindle-legged Modreds bearing the blankest of shields. Train your lorgnette upon the hermit and let your eye receive the personal touch that shall endear you to the hero. A man of forty judging him fairly with long hair curling at the ends dramatic eyes and a forked brown beard like those that were imposed upon the West some years ago by self-appointed divine healers who succeeded the grasshopper crop. His outward vesture appeared to be kind of gunny sacking cut and made into a garment that would have made the fortune of a London tailor. His long well-shaped fingers delicate nose and poise of manner raised him high above the class of hermits who fear water and bury money in oyster-cans in their caves in spots indicated by rude crosses chipped in the stone wall above. The hermit s home was not altogether a cave. The cave was an addition to the hermitage which was a rude hut made of poles daubed with clay and covered with the best quality of rust-proof zinc roofing. In the house proper there were stone slabs for seats a rustic bookcase made of unplaned poplar planks and a table formed of a wooden slab laid across two upright pieces of .
