The original text of the unfinished story

Nowadays, when people talk about the flames of hell, we no longer sigh, but draw ashes on our heads. Because even missionaries began to tell us that God is a radium ingot, or ether, or some scientific compound; Therefore, the worst retribution that we bad guys may suffer is nothing more than a chemical reaction. This is a popular assumption; However, some ancient and great horrors inspired by the Orthodox Church still exist. [1] Jewish custom, compassion and repentance, wearing linen, beard and hair painted gray. There are only two topics that you can speak freely without being refuted. You can tell what you dreamed; You can also talk about what you heard from Ying Ge. Morpheus (2) and Ying Ge are not qualified to be witnesses, and others dare not criticize you when they hear your conversation. I didn't look for material in the beautiful Ying Ge's ramble, but chose an unfounded dream as the theme, because Ying Ge's speaking range is very narrow; This is where I am deeply sorry. [② Morpheus: the dream god in Roman mythology, the son of the sleeping god. I had a dream, which had nothing to do with the textual research of the Bible, but only involved the long-standing, awesome and deplorable issue of the doomsday judgment. Gabriel played his trump card; Those of us who can't keep up will have to be taken to court. On one side, I saw some professional sponsors (4) wearing solemn black robes and buttoning their collars, but their own authority seems to be problematic, so they don't seem to be able to protect any of us. [3] Gabriel: one of the most advanced angels in Hebrew mythology, the main messenger of God. It is said that he will blow the horn at the final trial. The "trump card" in the original text, like the "horn", originally meant "the door of heaven opens and the angel blows the horn". (4) the clergy of the church. A detective-that is, an angel acting as a policeman-flew to me, grabbed my left arm and left. Waiting for trial nearby are a group of ghosts who look in excellent condition. "Are you in that group?" Asked the policeman. "Who are they?" I asked. "Hey," he said, "they are-"These digressions have occupied the proper length of the text, so I won't talk about them for the time being.

One day at six o'clock in the afternoon, when Dalcy inserted a hat needle an eighth of an inch away from the medulla oblongata, she said to her good friend, Sadie, the girl who always receives customers sideways:

"Hey, Sadie, I have an appointment with Piggy for dinner tonight."

"Really?" Sadie shouted enviously. "Well, you are so lucky. Piglet is a rich man; He always takes girls to places with money. One night, he took Blanche to Hoffman Hotel, where the music was great and he could see many rich people. You will have a good time, Dalcy. " Dalcy hurried home. Her eyes are shining and her cheeks are glowing with the beauty of life-the real dawn of life. It was Friday; She had 50 cents left in her salary last week.

The street is crowded with people coming home from work. The dazzling electric lights on Broadway make miles, leagues or even hundreds of extra moths rush out of the darkness and take part in strenuous sports. Dressed and blurred, like men carved on cherry stones by old sailors in seamen's sanatorium, they turned their heads and stared at Dalcy passing by. In Manhattan, this cactus flower that opens at night begins to stretch its petals, with a dead white color and a strong smell.

Dalcy stopped at a cheap shop and bought a lace-like paper collar with her fifty cents. The money was originally used for another purpose-15 cents for dinner, 10 cents for breakfast and 10 cents for lunch. Another hair will be added to her poor savings; Five cents will be wasted on licorice candy-that candy will make your cheeks swell like a toothache for as long as it hurts. Eating licorice is a luxury-almost a carnival-but what is a life without fun?

Dalcy lives in a furnished room for rent. This kind of room is different from a boarding apartment that includes meals. Living in such a house, no one will know that you are hungry.

Daisy went upstairs to her room-the back room on the third floor of a brown stone house in the west. She lit the gas lamp. Scientists tell us that diamonds are the hardest substance in the world. They are wrong. The landlady has mastered a large courtyard. In contrast, even diamonds are as soft as putty. They put this thing on the gas lamp holder and let you stand on the chair and dig your fingers for redness and blisters, but it's still useless. Hairpins can't move it, so we call it "immovable"

Dalcy lit the gas lamp. Let's look at this room in the light equivalent to a quarter candle.

Bed, dresser, table, washstand, chair-everything provided by the evil landlady is here. The rest belongs to Dalcy. Her baby is on the dressing table: a golden magnetic bottle from Sadie, a set of calendars from the kimchi shop, a book about dreams, powder in a glass plate, and a bunch of fake cherries tied with pink ribbons.

In front of the wrinkled mirror, there are photos of General Kitchen, William muldoon, Duchess Marbar and Ben Vanuto Cerini. On one wall hung a plaster plaque, on which was painted an Irishman wearing a Roman helmet, and next to it was a strongly colored lithograph oil painting, in which a light yellow child was playing tricks on a lux butterfly. Dalcy thinks this is the pinnacle of art; No one disputes this. No one has ever privately made her uneasy about the authenticity of this painting, and no critic has ever laughed at her young entomologist.

[Kitchen General (1850- 19 16): A famous British soldier in World War I, he was a field marshal and minister.

Duchess of Marlborough: marlborough is the title of hereditary duke of England. The first john churchill (1650- 1722) was the ancestor of British Prime Minister Winston Churchill during World War II. ]

Piggy said to invite her at seven. She is dressing up quickly, so let's not take the liberty of turning our faces away and chatting casually.

In Dalcy, the rent for this room is two yuan per week. On weekdays, she spends 10 cents on breakfast. While getting dressed, she made coffee and fried an egg on the gas lamp. On Sunday morning, she spent 25 cents on veal steak and pineapple pancakes at Billy's restaurant-gave the waitress a dime. There are so many temptations in new york that people tend to be luxurious. She packed a meal in the restaurant of the department store; Lunch is 60 cents and dinner is 1.05 cents per week. Those evening papers-who in new york doesn't read newspapers? -six cents; Two Sunday newspapers-one bought to read the job advertisement column and the other carefully read-cost ten cents. The total is four dollars and seven cents. But, you have to buy some clothes, otherwise-

I can't calculate. I often hear that miracles are made of very cheap clothes and needle and thread; But I always doubted it. I really want to add some fun to Dalcy's life, which should belong to women according to sacred and natural laws, but I can't write any more. She has been to Coney Island twice and rode a merry-go-round. It's boring for a person to want fun to last for several years and hours.

There is only one word to describe a pig. As soon as the girl mentioned him, the noble pig family was stigmatized. In that old pinyin reader with blue cover, the lesson of spelling new words with three letters is the rumor of Pi Ji. He is fat, has the brain of a mouse, the habit of a bat and the temper of a civet cat who likes to tease its prey-he is an expert in identifying hunger with luxurious clothes. He can tell you how long it's been since she ate anything more nutritious than tea and cotton candy, and the error will not exceed an hour. He is always wandering around downtown, circling in department stores, and inviting salesgirls out for dinner. Even people who walk their dogs with ropes in the street look down on him. He is a typical; I can't write about him any more; My pen is not for him; I am not a carpenter.

"Fat", "mouse", "bat" and "civet cat" (fat, mouse, bat and cat) are all composed of three letters in English. "Little pig" means "little pig". ]

Ten minutes to seven, Dalcy is ready to sail. She looked at the wrinkled mirror. The images taken are very satisfactory. That dark blue suit suits me very well, wearing a hat with black feathers and dirty gloves-all of which means trying to save money-all of which are very beautiful.

Dalcy has temporarily forgotten everything, only feel very beautiful. Life will open a corner of its mysterious curtain and let her appreciate its magic. No man has ever asked her out before. Now she will devote herself to that gorgeous and noble life and stay there for a while.

The girls said that piggy was willing to spend money. There will be sumptuous meals, music, gorgeous women to watch, and good things for girls to eat until their chins fall off. There is no doubt that she will be invited out next time.

In a window she is familiar with, there is a blue tussah dress-if the weekly savings increase from ten cents to twenty cents, now-let me see-oh, it will take several years! But there is a thrift store on Ma Qi Road, where-

Someone knocked at the door. Daisy, open the door. The landlady stood there with a fake smile on her face, smelling the smell of cooking food with gas.

"There's a gentleman downstairs to see you," she said. His last name is Wiggins. "

For those unlucky women who take piggy seriously, piggy always uses that surname.

Dalcy turned to the dresser to get a handkerchief; She stopped suddenly and bit her lower lip hard. Before, when she looked in the mirror, she only saw herself in fairyland, like a princess who just woke up from a big dream. She forgot that there was a person who looked at her with melancholy, beautiful and serious eyes-only this person cared about her behavior, whether for or against it. His figure is tall and straight, and his handsome and melancholy face is sad and condemned. It was General Kiki who stared at her with his wonderful eyes from the golden frame on the dresser.

At nine o'clock, Dalcy took out a box of biscuits and a small jar of raspberry jam from the box and ate a big meal. She made a toast to the general kitchen, a biscuit coated with jam; But Kiki looked at her like a sphinx with butterflies flying-if there were butterflies in the desert.

[The Sphinx: The Greek Sphinx is a stone statue of a lioness with wings spread out; In Egypt, there is a lion statue without wings near the Great Pyramid. ]

"Don't eat if you don't like it." Dalcy said, "Why are you staring at me swaggering? If you live on six dollars a week, I wonder if you are still so superior and arrogant. "

Dalcy's disrespect for the General Kitchen does not bode well. Then, she turned Ben Vanuto cellini's face in a stern manner. That is not unforgivable; Because she always regarded him as Henry VIII, she was very dissatisfied with him.

[Henry VIII (149 1- 1547): King of England, who divorced many times and executed his second wife. ]

At 9: 30, Daisy took one last look at the picture on the dresser, then put out the light and jumped on the bed. Before going to bed, I also paid attention to the kitchen general, William muldoon, Duchess of Marbar and Ben Fanuto Cerini, which was really unpleasant.

So far, this story has not explained the problem The rest of the plot happened later-once, the pig invited Delsey out to dinner again, and she felt more lonely than usual, while the kitchen general's eyes just looked away; so

As I said before, I dreamed that I was standing next to a group of ghosts and was in a good situation. A policeman grabbed my arm and asked me if I was that group.

"Who are they?" I asked.

"Well," he said, "they are the kind of bosses who hire female workers and give them five or six dollars a week for living expenses. Are you in that group? "

I swear to God, I am definitely not. "I said," my sin is not so heavy, I just set fire to the orphanage and murdered the life of a blind man for a little money.