The Snow Man – O. Henry 1862-1910

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“Snow is a hell of a thing,” said Ross, by way of a foreword. “It ain’t, somehow, it seems to me, salubrious. I can stand water and mud and two inches below zero and a hundred and ten in the shade and medium-sized cyclones, but this here fuzzy white stuff naturally gets me all locoed. I reckon the reason it rattles you is because it changes the look of things so much. It’s like you had a wife and left her in the morning with the same old blue cotton wrapper on, and rides in of a night and runs across her all outfitted in a white silk evening frock, waving an ostrich-feather fan, and monkeying with a posy of lily flowers. Wouldn’t it make you look for your pocket compass? You’d be liable to kiss her before you collected your presence of mind.”

via The Snow Man – O. Henry 1862-1910.

4 comments

  1. oh, I love his stories. My Dad used to read them to me.

    We had a problem in our office not too long ago where something was locked and we desperately needed to open it. I mentioned the O’Henry story about the bankrobber and the boy locked in the vault. Nobody amongst all my very well educated colleagues, had heard of it. So sad.

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