警察与颂歌（插图·中文导读英文版）pdf/doc/txt格式电子书下载

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作者：（美）欧·亨利,王勋,纪飞、等译

出版社：清华大学出版社

出版时间：2012-09-01

书籍编号：30143372

ISBN：9787302298359

正文语种：中英对照

字数：69298

版次：1

所属分类：外语学习-英语读物

警察与颂歌（插图·中文导读英文版）

[美]欧·亨利 著

王勋 纪飞 等 编译

清华大学出版社

前言

欧·亨利（O. Henry, 1862—1910），原名威廉·西德尼·波特（William Sydney Porter），美国著名短篇小说家，被誉为“美国现代短篇小说之父”，与莫泊桑、契诃夫并称为世界三大短篇小说之王。

1862年9月11日，欧·亨利出生在美国北卡罗来纳州一个名叫格林斯波罗的小镇。他的一生极富传奇色彩，3岁丧母，15岁就走向社会，从事过牧牛人、药剂师、会计员、土地局办事员、新闻记者、制图员、出纳员等职业；创办过一份名为《滚石》的幽默周刊，并在休斯敦一家日报上发表过幽默小说和趣闻轶事。1897年，欧·亨利因挪用银行资金被判5年徒刑；1901年，因“行为良好”提前获释，之后迁居纽约专门从事写作。

欧·亨利一生共创作了300多篇短篇小说，分别收录在《白菜与国王》（1904）、《西百万》（1906）、《西部之心》（1907）、《市声》（1908）、《滚石》（1913）等短篇小说集中，其中以描写纽约曼哈顿市民生活的作品最为著名，因此被誉为“曼哈顿的桂冠诗人”。他的作品构思新颖，语言诙谐，结局常常出人意料：又因描写了众多的人物，富有生活情趣，被称为“美国生活的幽默百科全书”。他的代表作，如《爱的奉献》（A Service of Love）、《警察与颂歌》（The Cop and the Anthem）、《带家具的房间》（The Furnished Room）、《麦琪的礼物》（The Gift of the Magi）、《最后一片叶子》（Last Leaf）等使他获得了世界声誉。欧·亨还以擅长结尾闻名遐迩，美国文学界称之为“欧·亨利式的结尾”，他给美国的短篇小说带来新气息，他的作品因而久享盛名，并具有世界影响，1918年，美国设立了“欧·亨利纪念奖”以奖励每年度的最佳短篇小说，由此可见其声望之卓著。

一个世纪以来，欧·亨利的小说在全世界产生了巨大的影响，始终拥有大量的读者。本书精选了他的20篇短篇小说，采用中文导读英文版的形式出版。在中文导读中，我们尽力使其贴近原作的精髓，也尽可能保留原作的故事主线。我们希望能够编出为当代中国读者所喜爱的经典读本。读者在阅读英文故事之前，可以先阅读中文导读，这样有利于了解故事背景，从而加快阅读速度。同时，为了让读者更好地理解故事内容，书中加入了大量插图。我们相信，该经典著作的引进对加强当代中国读者，特别是青少年读者的人文修养是非常有帮助的。

本书主要内容由王勋、纪飞编译。参加本书故事素材搜索集整理及编译工作的还有郑佳、刘乃亚、赵雪、熊金玉、李丽秀、熊红华、王婷婷、孟宪行、胡国平、李晓红、贡东兴、陈楠、邵舒丽、冯洁、王业伟、俆鑫、王晓旭、周丽萍、熊建国、徐平国、肖洁、王小红等。限于我们的科学、人文素养和英语水平，收中难免会有不当之处，忠心希望读者朋友批评指正。

警察与颂歌/The Cop and the Anthem
导读
冬天就要来临，穿着薄衣的苏比想到，抵御严寒的最好办法，是去南方的布莱克威尔岛上的监狱待三个月。为了实现目的，苏比必须想出办法让警察抓到自己。他首先想到去一家高级餐厅白吃一顿，可是刚进餐厅大门，看到苏比破旧的裤子的领班就把他轰了出来。他又朝一家商店的玻璃上砸了一块鹅卵石，没想到巡警放过苏比去追赶另一个与此无关的人。他又进了一家便宜餐厅吃了一顿，得知苏比没钱的服务员没有找警察，而是直接将苏比推到了门外。苏比又先后调戏妇女、扰乱治安、拿人财物，都失望地收了手。最后，苏比经过一座教堂时，听见了里面传来赞美诗的琴声，苏比受到感化，醒悟到要重新做一个正直的人，立志第二天就去找工作。这时，一个警察毫无理由地把比尔抓进警局，判处他在布莱克威尔岛上的监狱监禁三个月。
On his bench in Madison Square Soapy moved uneasily.

比尔被抓
When wild geese honk high of nights, and when women without sealskin coats grow kind to their husbands, and when Soapy moves uneasily on his bench in the park, you may know that winter is near at hand.
A dead leaf fell in Soapy’s lap. That was Jack Frost’s card. Jack is kind to the regular denizens of Madison Square, and gives fair warning of his annual call. At the corners of four streets he hands his pasteboard to the North Wind, footman of the mansion of All Outdoors, so that the inhabitants thereof may make ready.
Soapy’s mind became cognizant of the fact that the time had come for him to resolve himself into a singular Committee of Ways and Means to provide against the coming rigor. And therefore he moved uneasily on his bench.
The winter ambitions of Soapy were not of the highest. In them there were no considerations of Mediterranean cruises, of soporific Southern skies drifting in the Vesuvian Bay. Three months on the Island was what his soul craved. Three months of assured board and bed and congenial company, safe from Boreas and bluecoats, seemed to Soapy the essence of things desirable.
For years the hospitable Blackwell’s had been his winter quarters. Just as his more fortunate fellow New Yorkers had bought their tickets to Palm Beach and the Riviera each winter, so Soapy had made his humble arrangements for his annual hegira to the Island. And now the time was come. On the previous night three Sabbath newspapers, distributed beneath his coat, about his ankles and over his lap, had failed to repulse the cold as he slept on his bench near the spurting fountain in the ancient square. So the Island loomed big and timely in Soapy’s mind. He scorned the provisions made in the name of charity for the city’s dependents. In Soapy’s opinion the Law was more benign than Philanthropy. There was an endless round of institutions, municipal and eleemosynary, on which he might set out and receive lodging and food accordant with the simple life. But to one of Soapy’s proud spirit the gifts of charity are encumbered. If not in coin you must pay in humiliation of spirit for every benefit received at the hands of philanthropy. As Caesar had his Brutus, every bed of charity must have its toll of a bath, every loaf of bread its compensation of a private and personal inquisition. Wherefore it is better to be a guest of the law, which though conducted by rules, does not meddle unduly with a gentleman’s private affairs.
Soapy, having decided to go to the Island, at once set about accomplishing his desire. There were many easy ways of doing this. The pleasantest was to dine luxuriously at some expensive restaurant; and then, after declaring insolvency, be handed over quietly and without uproar to a policeman. An accommodating magistrate would do the rest.
Soapy left his bench and strolled out of the square and across the level sea of asphalt, where Broadway and Fifth Avenue flow together. Up Broadway he turned, and halted at a glittering cafe, where are gathered together nightly the choicest products of the grape, the silkworm and the protoplasm.
Soapy had confidence in himself from the lowest button of his vest upward. He was shaven, and his coat was decent and his neat black, ready-tied four-in-hand had been presented to him by a lady missionary on Thanksgiving Day. If he could reach a table in

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