{"product_id":"2940012769947","title":"The Gift of the Magi","description":"One dollar and eighty-seven cents. That was all. And\u003cbr\u003esixty cents of it was in pennies. Pennies saved one and two\u003cbr\u003eat a time by bulldozing the grocer and the vegetable man and\u003cbr\u003ethe butcher until one's cheeks burned with the silent\u003cbr\u003eimputation of parsimony that such close dealing implied.\u003cbr\u003eThree times Della counted it. One dollar and eighty-seven\u003cbr\u003ecents. And the next day would be Christmas.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThere was clearly nothing to do but flop down on the\u003cbr\u003eshabby little couch and howl. So Della did it. Which\u003cbr\u003einstigates the moral reflection that life is made up of\u003cbr\u003esobs, sniffles, and smiles, with sniffles predominating.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eWhile the mistress of the home is gradually subsiding\u003cbr\u003efrom the first stage to the second, take a look at the home.\u003cbr\u003eA furnished flat at $8 per week. It did not exactly beggar\u003cbr\u003edescription, but it certainly had that word on the lookout\u003cbr\u003efor the mendicancy squad.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eIn the vestibule below was a letter-box into which no\u003cbr\u003eletter would go, and an electric button from which no mortal\u003cbr\u003efinger could coax a ring. Also appertaining thereunto was a\u003cbr\u003ecard bearing the name \"Mr.  James Dillingham Young.\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThe \"Dillingham\" had been flung to the breeze during a\u003cbr\u003eformer period of prosperity when its possessor was being\u003cbr\u003epaid $30 per week. Now, when the income was shrunk to $20,\u003cbr\u003ethough, they were thinking seriously of contracting to a\u003cbr\u003emodest and unassuming D. But whenever Mr. James Dillingham\u003cbr\u003eYoung came home and reached his flat above he was called\u003cbr\u003e\"Jim\" and greatly hugged by Mrs. James Dillingham Young,\u003cbr\u003ealready introduced to you as Della. Which is all very good.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eDella finished her cry and attended to her cheeks with\u003cbr\u003ethe powder rag. She stood by the window and looked out dully\u003cbr\u003eat a gray cat walking a gray fence in a gray backyard.\u003cbr\u003eTomorrow would be Christmas Day, and she had only $1.87 with\u003cbr\u003ewhich to buy Jim a present. She had been saving every penny\u003cbr\u003eshe could for months, with this result.  Twenty dollars a\u003cbr\u003eweek doesn't go far. Expenses had been greater than she had\u003cbr\u003ecalculated. They always are. Only $1.87 to buy a present for\u003cbr\u003eJim. Her Jim. Many a happy hour she had spent planning for\u003cbr\u003esomething nice for him. Something fine and rare and\u003cbr\u003esterling--something just a little bit near to being worthy\u003cbr\u003eof the honor of being owned by Jim.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThere was a pier-glass between the windows of the room.\u003cbr\u003ePerhaps you have seen a pierglass in an $8 flat. A very thin\u003cbr\u003eand very agile person may, by observing his reflection in a\u003cbr\u003erapid sequence of longitudinal strips, obtain a fairly\u003cbr\u003eaccurate conception of his looks.  Della, being slender, had\u003cbr\u003emastered the art.","brand":"SAP","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":47120998826224,"sku":"2940012769947","price":0.99,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0737\/7593\/9824\/files\/2940012769947_p0.jpg?v=1763572396","url":"https:\/\/shop-qa.barnesandnoble.com\/products\/2940012769947","provider":"Barnes \u0026 Noble (DEV)","version":"1.0","type":"link"}