Is it possible to get away with a fraud or the lies will catch up on you eventually?Jeff Peters and Andy Tucker are two swindlers who want to make money the easy way. Peters however wants to give something back in return in order to calm his guilty conscience. Will they get caught after one of their "smart" plans to trick and rob a Pittsburg Millionaire? Will Peters find the truth about Tucker? O. Henry's "Conscience in Art" has the answers. -
Such volumes as Cabbages and Kings (1904) and The Four Million (1906) collect short stories, noted for their often surprising endings, of American writer William Sydney Porter, who used the pen name O. Henry.
His biography shows where he found inspiration for his characters. His era produced their voices and his language.
Mother of three-year-old Porter died from tuberculosis. He left school at fifteen years of age and worked for five years in drugstore of his uncle and then for two years at a Texas sheep ranch.
In 1884, he went to Austin, where he worked in a real estate office and a church choir and spent four years as a draftsman in the general land office. His wife and firstborn died, but daughter Margaret survived him.
He failed to establish a small humorous weekly and afterward worked in poorly-run bank. When its accounts balanced not, people blamed and fired him.
In Houston, he worked for a few years until, ordered to stand trial for embezzlement, he fled to New Orleans and thence Honduras.
Two years later, he returned on account of illness of his wife. Apprehended, Porter served a few months more than three years in a penitentiary in Columbus, Ohio. During his incarceration, he composed ten short stories, including A Blackjack Bargainer, The Enchanted Kiss, and The Duplicity of Hargraves.
In Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, he sent manuscripts to New York editors. In the spring of 1902, Ainslee's Magazine offered him a regular income if he moved to New York.
People rewarded other persons financially more. A Retrieved Reformation about the safe-cracker Jimmy Valentine got $250; six years later, $500 for dramatic rights, which gave over $100,000 royalties for playwright Paul Armstrong. Many stories have been made into films.
So much respect for flimflam, why? The Sting, for which my brother always regaled us with The Entertainer, shows us the respect society has for Pulling the Wool over someone's eyes... but why? I have a low-tolerance for bullshit and often hear someone creating it on the spot. If I have opportunity I called them out. But often elaborate scams are the order of the day... we (America) is going through the expose of a long running scam against the people... I have No Respect for the people who've been working this con and thought they'd keep getting away with their Con. QED