There are stories in everything. I've got some of my best yarns from park benches, lampposts, and newspaper stands. - O. Henry

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

Broadway — the great sluice that washes out the dust of the gold-mines of Gotham.

He explained that this was a test of the action of the brain. It seemed easy to me. I never once mistook his finger for the bay. I’ll bet that if he had used the phrases: “Gaze, as it were, unpreoccupied, outward — or rather laterally — in the direction of the horizon, underlaid, so to speak, with the adjacent fluid inlet,” and “Now, returning — or rather, in a manner, withdrawing your attention, bestow it upon my upraised digit” — I’ll bet, I say, that Henry James himself could have passed the examination.