"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."
Published 1905.
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Sharon M. Himsl
Writer/Author. Blogging since 2011.
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