THE LAST LEAF SUMMARY
O. Henry had composed
an excellent work "The Last Leaf". The story opened with a portrayal
of the twisting roads of Greenwich Village, New York City, where hopeful
painters discovered minimal rent apartments with north-bound windows and
Dutch-style peaks. This story was around two youngsters Sue and Johnsy and Mr.
Behrman. After they met at a restaurant, and found that they had comparable
preferences for art, food, and style and became companions, in May they got a
studio together in Greenwich Village.
It was November
month, the colder time of year had invited with an epidemic that was pneumonia
and it had influenced numerous individuals around there. California woman,
Johnsy sadly fall prey to it. A specialist surveyed her, and educated Sue that
Johnsy's condition turned out to be more terrible from awful as time passes and
her odds of endurance were one of every ten, to a great extent since she had
lost expectation and wanted to recover and she wouldn't live because of the disease.
Johnsy had a weird belief
that she would die the second the last leaf tumbled from the ivy vine on the brick
wall opposite her window. Afterward, in Johnsy's room, Sue worked on a picture
for a magazine. She heard Johnsy unobtrusively counting the leaves left on the
old and battling ivy vine that clung to the block. Johnsy said there were just
five remaining, and she had known hardly any days left and she would pass on
when the last leaf falls.
Sue asked her not to talk such garbage and directed her to rest. Sue went down the stairs to approach old Behrman to model for her drawing. Sixty-year-old Behrman was an incredibly capable painter, yet he had never discovered achievement. He generally talked about making a masterpiece, however he never began it. He drank intensely and felt he had an extraordinary obligation to ensure the young ladies who lived higher up. Sue examined with him about Johnsy's odd conviction that her life was associated with ivy leaves. Behrman mourned and decried such stupidity.
Johnsy was sleeping, so Sue brought down the
window-ledge conceal. In the other room, Sue and Behrman took a gander at the
downpour and day off wind compromising the last ivy leaves. Behrman posed and
Sue drew him. In the first part of the
day, Johnsy requested that Sue to raise the shade. Marvelously, a solitary leaf
stayed connected to the vine, having withstood the night's tempests. Johnsy
said that it would without a doubt fall around evening time, and afterward she
also would bite the dust. Yet, the leaf didn't fall. In the first part of the
day, Sue raised the shade to uncover that the leaf was as yet connected. Johnsy
gazed at the leaf for quite a while. She at that point approached Sue for some
stock; she currently accepted the leaf was there to advise her that it was sin
to wish to die.
The doctor visited and said Johnsy's opportunity was
currently fifty-fifty. He revealed to Sue that he should now visit Behrman, who
had a basic instance of pneumonia and should have been taken to emergency
clinic. The following day the doctor said that Johnsy was past any risk.
Behrman, notwithstanding, died in the wake of having been sick for just two days.
That evening, Sue went to Johnsy and put an arm around her. Sue clarified that
Behrman passed on; two days sooner the structure janitor discovered Behrman in
his room vulnerable with torment. He was drenched through with downpour, and
the janitor asked why he would have been out in the hopeless night. He at that
point found a lantern actually lit, a ladder, and a palette with green and
yellow paints on it.
Sue asked Johnsy on
the off chance that she ever pondered for what valid reason the last leaf never
moved with the breeze. This is on the grounds that Behrman painted a leaf on
the ivy vine in such a way it resembled a real leaf, in that night the real
last leaf fell and he contracted pneumonia all the while. It was Behrman's masterpiece. In any case, Mr. Behrman who had worked in the cold was
influenced by pneumonia and passed on. Subsequently he laid his life to save
Johnsy's life.
