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<dTitle type=main>THE GIFT OF THE MAGI
<byLine>by
<dAuthor>O. Henry</dAuthor></byLine>
<dImprint>From the collection <hi rend=italic>The Four Million</hi>
1904</dImprint>
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<p>One dollar and eighty-seven cents. That was all. And 
sixty cents of it was in pennies. Pennies saved one and two 
at a time by bulldozing the grocer and the vegetable man and 
the butcher until one's cheeks burned with the silent 
imputation of parsimony that such close dealing implied. 
Three times Della counted it. One dollar and eighty-seven 
cents. And the next day would be Christmas. 

<p>There was clearly nothing to do but flop down on the 
shabby little couch and howl. So Della did it. Which 
instigates the moral reflection that life is made up of 
sobs, sniffles, and smiles, with sniffles predominating. 

<p>While the mistress of the home is gradually subsiding 
from the first stage to the second, take a look at the home. 
A furnished f . . .