一架红木钢琴 The Red Mahogany Piano(第1页)
一架红木钢琴TheRedMahoganyPiano
佚名Anonymous
Manyyearsago,whenIwasayoungmaniies,IworkedasasalesmanforaSt。Louispianopany。
Wesoldourpianosalloverthestatebyadvertisinginsmalltoersandthen,whenwehadreceivedsuffitreplies,wewouldloadourlittletrucks,driveintotheareaahepianostothoselied。
&imeweadvertisediontryofSoutheastMissouri,wewouldreceiveareplyonapostcardwhichsaid,i,“Pleasebringmeanewpianoformylittlegramustberedmahogany。Ipay$10amonthwithmyeggmoheoldladysandonandonthatposttilshefilleditup,theoveraeo——aroundandarouiltherewasbarelyroomfortheaddress。
Ofcourse,weotsellanewpianofor$10amonth。Nofinanpanywouldcarryatractwithpaymentsthatsmall,soweigcards。
Oneday,however,Ihappeareaotherreplies,andoutofcuriosityIdecidedtolooktheoldladyup。Ifouymuchected:theoldladylivedinaoneroomshare-croppersthemiddleofafield。
Thehadadirtfloorandthereweresinthehouse。Obviously,theoldladyothavequalifiedtopurythi—noophone,norealjob,nothingbutaroofoverherheadandnoodo。Icouldseedaylightthroughitinseveralplaces。Herlittlegranddaughterwasabout10,barefootandwearingafeed-sackdress。
Iexplaiheoldladythatweotsellanewpianofor$10amonthandthatsheshouldsttouseverytimeshesawourad。Idroveawayheartsick,butmyadvioeffect—shestillsentusthesamepostcardeverysixantinganewpianany,please,andswearingshewouldnevermissa$10payment。It>
Acoupleofyearslater,Iownedmyoany,andwheisedihepostcardsstartede。Formonths,IigelsecouldIdo?
Butthen,onedaywhenIwasihinge。Ihadaredmahoganypianoonmylittletruck。DespiteknowingthatIwasabouttomakeaterriblebusinessde,IdeliveredthepiaoldherIwouldcarrytheyselfat$10amonthwithhatayments。ItookthenewpianointhehouseawhereIthoughttheroofwouldbeleastlikelytorainonit。Iadmohelittlegirltotrytokeepthesoffit,a—sureIhadjustthropiano。
Butthepayments,all52ofthemasagreed—sometimeswithstapedtoa3x5intheewasincredible!
So,Iputtheiofmymindfor20years。
ThenonedayIhisonotherbusiness,andafterdiheHolidayInnointothelounge。AsIwassittingatthebarhavinganafter-dinnerdrihemostbeautifulpianomusidme。Ilookedaround,andtherewasalovelyyounglayingaverynidpiano。
Beingapianistofsomeabilitymyself,Iwasstuuosity,andIpickedupmydrinkaablebesideherwhereIcouldlistenandwatch。Shesmiledatme,askis,aookabreakshesatdownatmytable。
&youthemanwhosoldmygrandmaapianoalongtimeago?”
Itdidnabell,soIaskedhertoexplain。
&edtotellme,andIsuddenlyremembered。MyLord,itwasher!Itwasthelittlebarefootgirlinthefeedsackdress!
&oldmehernamewasEliseandsincehergrandmother'taffordtopayforlessons,shehadlearoplaybylisteningtotheradio。Shesaidshehadstartedtoplayinchurchwheresheandhergraowalkovertwomiles,andthatshehadthenplayedinschool,hadwonmanyawardsandamusicscholarship。ShehadmarriedanattorneyinMemphisandhehadbrandpiano。
&hieredmymind。“Look,Elise,”Iasked,“MayIaskyouwhatkindofwoodisyourfirstpiaherayou?”
“Itany,”shesaid,“Why?”
I'tspeak。
Didsheuhesigheredmahogany?Theunbelievableaudacityrainganypianowhennooneinhisrightmindwouldhavesoldherapianoofanykind?Ithinknot。
Aheoldladyuhemarvelousaentofthatbeautiful,terriblyunderprivilegedthefeedsackdress?No,I'msureshedidn'tuhateither。
ButIdid,andmythroattightened。
Finally,Ifoundmyvoice。“Ijustwondered,”Isaid。“I'mproudofyou,butIhavetogotomyroom。”
AndIdidhavetogotomyroom,bedon'tliketobeseenpublic。