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Capter 8

The Last Leaf

(Daun terakhir)

Many artists lived in Greenwich Village in New York City. Sue and Johnsy, two artists also lived there in a studio apartment. Their rooms were at the top of an old building in Greenwich Village

Banyak seniman tinggal di Greenwich Village di New York City. Sue dan Johnsy, dua seniman juga tinggal di sana di sebuah apartemen studio. Kamar mereka berada di atas sebuah gedung tua di Greenwich Village

In November, it was very cold and with it a cold unseen stranger, whom the doctors called Pneumonia, stalked the city, touching one here and there with his icy fingers. The icy fingers of Pneumonia also touched Johnsy. She was very ill, lying in her bed and not movingat all. A doctor visited her every day but Johnsy was not getting better. One morning, the doctor spoke to Sueoutside Johnsy's room.

Pada bulan November, itu sangat dingin dan dengan itu orang asing tak terlihat dingin, siapa dokter yang disebut Pneumonia, mengintai kota, menyentuh satu di sini dan di sana dengan jari dingin nya. Jari-jari es Pneumonia juga menyentuh Johnsy. Dia sangat sakit, berbaring di tempat tidur dan tidak movingat semua. Seorang dokter mengunjunginya setiap hari tapi Johnsy tidak mendapatkan yang lebih baik. Suatu pagi, dokter berbicara ke kamar Sueoutside Johnsy ini.

“I can' t help her,” the doctor said. “She is very sad and has no desire to

live. Someone must make her happy again. What is she interested in?” “She is an artist,” Sue replied. “She wants to paint a picture of bay of Naples.” “Painting!” said the doctor. “That won't help her!”

"Saya bisa 't membantunya," kata dokter. "Dia sangat sedih dan tidak memiliki keinginan untuk

hidup. Seseorang harus membuatnya bahagia lagi. Apa yang dia tertarik? "" Dia adalah seorang seniman, "jawab Sue. "Dia ingin melukis gambar dari Teluk Napoli." "Lukisan!" Kata dokter. "Itu tidak akan membantu dia!"

Sue was distressed by this news and didn't know what to do to help Johnsy. She went into the workroom and cried and then she swaggered into Johnsy's room with her drawing board, whistling ragtime. Johnsy lay silently in her bed with her face towards the window. Sue stopped whistling, thinking Johnsy was asleep.

Sue menyesali berita ini dan tidak tahu apa yang harus dilakukan untuk membantu Johnsy. Dia pergi ke ruang kerja dan menangis dan kemudian dia berjalan angkuh ke kamar Johnsy dengan papan gambar nya, bersiul ragtime. Johnsy berbaring diam-diam di tempat tidurnya dengan wajah ke arah jendela. Sue berhenti bersiul, berpikir Johnsy tertidur.

Sue arranged her board and began drawing to illustrate a magazine story.

As Sue was sketching a figure of a hero, an Idaho cowboy, she heard a low sound, several times repeated. She went quickly to the bedside.

Sue diatur papan dan mulai menggambar untuk menggambarkan cerita majalah.

Sebagai Sue membuat sketsa sosok pahlawan, koboi Idaho, ia mendengar suara yang rendah, beberapa kali diulang. Dia pergi dengan cepat ke samping tempat tidur.

Johnsy's eyes were open wide. She was looking out the window and counting - counting backwards. "Twelve," she said, and little later "eleven"; and then "ten," and "nine"; and then "eight" and "seven", almost together.

mata Johnsy ini terbuka lebar. Dia melihat keluar jendela dan menghitung - menghitung mundur. "Dua belas," katanya, dan sedikit kemudian "sebelas"; dan kemudian "sepuluh," dan "sembilan"; dan kemudian "delapan" dan "tujuh", hampir sama.

Sue looked out of the window wondering what was there to count? There was only a bare, dreary yard to be seen, and the blank side of the brick house

was only a bare, dreary yard to be seen, and the blank side of the brick house twenty feet away. An old, old ivy vine, gnarled and decayed at the roots, climbed half way up the brick wall. The cold breath of autumn had stricken its leaves from the vine until its skeleton branches clung, almost bare, to the crumbling bricks. "What is it, dear?" asked Sue.

"Six," said Johnsy, in almost a whisper. "They're falling faster now. Three days ago there were almost a hundred. My head ached when I was counting them but now it's easy. There goes another one. There are only five left now."

"Five what, dear? Tell me." "Leaves on the ivy vine. When the last one falls I must go, too. I've known that for three days. Didn't the doctor tell you?"

"Oh, I never heard of such nonsense," complained Sue, with magnificent scorn. "What have old ivy leaves to do with your getting well? Try to sleep," said Sue. "I must call Behrman up to be my model for the old hermit miner. I'll not be gone a minute. Don't try to move 'til I come back."

Sue melihat keluar dari jendela-tanya apa yang ada di sana untuk menghitung? Ada hanya telanjang, halaman suram untuk dilihat, dan sisi kosong dari rumah bata

hanya telanjang, halaman suram untuk dilihat, dan sisi kosong dari rumah bata dua puluh kaki jauhnya. Tua, anggur ivy tua, keriput dan membusuk di akar, naik setengah jalan ke atas dinding bata. Nafas dingin musim gugur telah terserang daunnya dari pokok anggur sampai cabang kerangkanya menempel, hampir telanjang, dengan batu bata runtuh. "Ada apa, sayang?" tanya Sue.

"Enam," kata Johnsy, hampir berbisik. "Mereka jatuh lebih cepat sekarang. Tiga hari yang lalu ada hampir seratus. Kepalaku sakit ketika saya sedang menghitung mereka tapi sekarang mudah. ​​Ada pergi satu sama lain. Hanya ada lima tersisa sekarang."

"Lima apa, sayang? Katakan padaku." "Daun di pohon anggur ivy. Ketika yang terakhir jatuh aku harus pergi juga. Aku sudah tahu bahwa selama tiga hari. Tidak dokter memberitahu Anda?"

"Oh, saya tidak pernah mendengar omong kosong seperti itu," keluh Sue, dengan cemoohan megah. "Apa yang memiliki daun ivy tua untuk melakukan dengan Anda mendapatkan baik? Cobalah untuk tidur," kata Sue. "Saya harus memanggil Behrman hingga menjadi model saya untuk penambang pertapa tua. Aku akan tidak akan pergi sebentar. Jangan mencoba untuk memindahkan 'til aku kembali."

Old Behrman was a painter who lived on the ground floor of the same building. He was sixty years old and had always dreamed of painting a masterpiece, but unfortunately till now he was not able to fulfill his dream. Sue found Behrman in his dimly lighted apartment sitting in his chair. She told him of Johnsy's condition. Old Behrman, with his red eyes plainly streaming, shouted his contempt and derision for such idiotic imaginings.

Johnsy was sleeping when they went upstairs. Sue pulled the shade down

to the windowsill, and motioned Behrman into the other room. In there they peered out the window fearfully at the ivy vine. Then they looked at each other for a moment without speaking. A persistent, cold rain was falling, mingled with snow. When Sue awoke from an hour's sleep the next morning she found Johnsy with dull, wide-open eyes staring at the drawn green shade.

Old Behrman adalah seorang pelukis yang tinggal di lantai dasar dari gedung yang sama. Dia berusia enam puluh tahun dan selalu bermimpi lukisan mahakarya, tapi sayangnya sampai sekarang ia tidak bisa memenuhi mimpinya. Sue ditemukan Behrman di apartemen remang menyala nya duduk di kursinya. Dia menceritakan kondisi Johnsy ini. Old Behrman, dengan mata merahnya jelas mengalir, berteriak penghinaan dan ejekan untuk imajinasi konyol tersebut.

Johnsy sedang tidur ketika mereka naik ke atas. Sue menarik teduh turun

untuk jendela, dan memberi isyarat Behrman ke ruangan lain. Di sana mereka mengintip keluar jendela ketakutan di anggur ivy. Kemudian mereka saling memandang sesaat tanpa berbicara. Sebuah gigih, hujan yang dingin jatuh, bercampur dengan salju. Ketika Sue terbangun dari tidur satu jam keesokan harinya ia menemukan Johnsy dengan kusam, mata terbuka lebar menatap bayangan hijau ditarik.

"Pull it up; I want to see," she ordered, in a whisper. Wearily Sue obeyed.

"It is the last one," said Johnsy. It will fall today, and I shall die at the same time." "Dear, dear!" said Sue, leaning her worn face down to the pillow, "think of me, ifyou won't think of yourself. What would I do?" But Johnsy did not answer. The leaf stayed on the vine all day. That night, there was more wind and rain.When it was light enough Johnsy commanded that the shade be raised. The ivy leaf was still there."I've been a foolish girl, Sue," said Johnsy. “I wanted to die but the last leaf stayed on the vine to teach me a lesson. Please bring me some soup now.” “You know Sue, some day I hope to paint the Bay of Naples."

"Tarik itu, saya ingin melihat," perintahnya, berbisik. Letih Sue dipatuhi.

"Ini adalah yang terakhir," kata Johnsy. Itu akan jatuh hari ini, dan aku akan mati pada waktu yang sama. "" Wah, wah! "Kata Sue, bersandar wajah dikenakan ke bawah ke bantal," memikirkan aku, Kalau kau tidak akan memikirkan diri sendiri. Apa yang akan saya lakukan? "Tapi Johnsy tidak menjawab. Daun tinggal pada pokok anggur sepanjang hari. Malam itu, ada lebih angin dan rain.When itu cukup ringan Johnsy memerintahkan agar teduh dibangkitkan. Daun ivy masih ada . "aku sudah menjadi gadis bodoh, Sue," kata Johnsy. "aku ingin mati tapi daun terakhir tinggal pada pokok anggur untuk mengajarkan saya sebuah pelajaran. Tolong bawakan saya sup sekarang." "Kau tahu Sue, beberapa hari saya berharap untuk melukis Teluk Napoli. "

The doctor visited the girls in the afternoon. “Take good care of your friend,” he said. “She is going to get well. Now I have to go downstairs. I have to visit Mr. Behrman. He has pneumonia too. I must send him to the hospital.” The next day the doctor said to Sue: "She's out of danger. You won. Nutrition and care now - that's all." And that afternoon Sue came to the bed where Johnsy lay, contentedly knitting a woolen shoulder scarf. "I have something to tell you, dear," she said. "Mr. Behrman died of pneumonia today in the hospital. He was ill only two days. The janitor found him the morning of the first day in his room downstairs helpless with pain. His shoes and clothing were wet through and icy cold. They couldn't imagine where he had been on such a dreadful night. And then they found a lantern, still lighted, and a ladder that had been dragged from its place, and some scattered brushes, and a palette with green and yellow colors mixed on it, and - look out the window, dear, at the last ivy leaf on the wall. Didn't you wonder why it never fluttered or moved when the wind blew? Ah, darling, it's Behrman's masterpiece - he painted it there the night that the last leaf fell .”

Dokter mengunjungi gadis di sore hari. "Jaga baik-baik teman Anda," katanya. "Dia akan sembuh. Sekarang aku harus turun. Aku harus mengunjungi Mr. Behrman. Ia memiliki pneumonia juga. Aku harus mengirim dia ke rumah sakit "Keesokan harinya dokter mengatakan kepada Sue:" Dia keluar dari bahaya Anda memenangkan Nutrisi dan peduli sekarang - itu saja ".... Dan sore Sue datang ke tempat di mana Johnsy berbaring, puas merajut syal bahu wol. "Aku punya sesuatu untuk memberitahu Anda, Sayang," katanya. "Mr. Behrman meninggal karena pneumonia hari di rumah sakit. Dia sakit hanya dua hari. Petugas kebersihan menemukan dia pagi hari pertama di kamarnya di lantai bawah tak berdaya dengan rasa sakit. Sepatu dan pakaian-Nya basah melalui dan es dingin. Mereka tak bisa 't membayangkan di mana ia telah pada malam yang mengerikan. dan kemudian mereka menemukan lentera, masih menyala, dan sebuah tangga yang telah diseret dari tempatnya, dan beberapa kuas yang tersebar, dan palet dengan warna hijau dan kuning dicampur di atasnya , dan -.? melihat keluar jendela, sayang, pada akhirnya daun ivy di dinding Apakah Anda tidak bertanya-tanya mengapa tidak pernah berkibar atau dipindahkan ketika angin bertiup Ah, sayang, itu karya Behrman - ia melukisnya di sana malam itu daun terakhir jatuh. "

(Diadaptasi dari The Last Leaf oleh O. Henry, 1907)