An Opportunity Declined

"An Opportunity Declined" by O. Henry is a short story that illustrates the themes of chance, regret, and the complexities of human relationships. The narrative revolves around a man who is presented with a chance to rekindle a romance with a former love. As he reflects on their past and the decisions that led to their separation, the story captures the nuances of missed opportunities and the lingering emotions tied to love and loss. O. Henry's signature twist ending adds depth to the story, leaving readers to ponder the nature of choice and the impact of timing in life.

• Short story

								
A farmer who lives about four miles from Houston noticed a stranger in
his front yard one afternoon last week acting in a rather unusual
manner. He wore a pair of duck trousers stuffed in his boots, and had
a nose the color of Elgin pressed brick. In his hand he held a
sharpened stake about two feet long, which he would stick into the
ground, and after sighting over it at various objects would pull it up
and go through the same performance at another place.

The farmer went out in the yard and inquired what he wanted.

"Wait just a minute," said the stranger, squinting his eye over the
stick at the chicken house. "Now, that's it to a T. You see,
I'm one of de odnance corps of engineers what's runnin' de line of the
new railroad from Columbus, Ohio, to Houston. See? De other fellers is
over de hill wid de transit and de baggage. Dere's over a million
dollars in de company. See? Dey sent me on ahead to locate a place for
a big passenger depot, to cost $27,000. De foundation will commence
right by your chicken house. Say, I gives you a pointer. You charge
'em high for dis land. Dey'll stand fifty thousand. 'Cause why? 'Cause
dey's got de money and dey's got to build de depot right where I says.
See? I've got to go on into Houston to record a deed for a right of
way, and I never thought to get fifty cents from de treasurer. He's a
little man with light pants. You might let me have de fifty cents and
when de boys comes along in de mornin' tell 'em what you did, and any
one of 'em' hand you a dollar. You might ask 'em fifty-five thousand,
if you--"

"You throw that stick over the fence, and get the axe and cut up
exactly half a cord of that wood, stove length, and I'll give you a
quarter and your supper," said the farmer. "Does the proposition
strike you favorably?"

"And are you goin' to t'row away de opportunity of havin' dat depot
built right here, and sellin' out--"

"Yes, I need the ground for my chicken coop."

"You refuse to take $50,000 for de ground, den?"

"I do. Are you going to chop that wood, or shall I whistle for Tige?"

"Gimme dat axe, mister, and show me dat wood, and tell de missus to
bake an extra pan of biscuits for supper. When dat Columbus and
Houston grand trunk railway runs up against your front fence you'll be
sorry you didn't take up dat offer. And tell her to fill up the
molasses pitcher, too, and not to mind about putting the dish of
cooking butter on de table. See?"
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