New York talking to itself: a shop girl deciding how to spend her lunch hour, a millionaire's son on a park bench, a waiter who was once a gentleman, and the Fool-Killer walking up a Southern road looking for custom. O. Henry wrote these at the rate of a story a week for the New York World, from hotel rooms and bar tables, and died two years after the book appeared, at forty-seven and in debt. Complete and unabridged. Fifty-four plates by Childe Hassam, Albert Bierstadt and others follow the city from Fifth Avenue in winter to the Canadian Rockies, matching O. Henry's wandering eye.
New York talking to itself: a shop girl deciding how to spend her lunch hour, a millionaire's son on a park bench, a waiter who was once a gentleman, and the Fool-Killer walking up a Southern road looking for custom. O. Henry wrote these at the rate of a story a week for the New York World, from ...