A SEMI DETAILED LESSON PLAN

IN
ENGLISH
GRADE 10

CONTENT STANDARD

The learner demonstrates communicative competence through his/her understanding of

how would literature and other text types serve as instruments to resolve social conflicts, also how
to use the language of research campaigns and advocacies.

PERFORMANCE STANDARD

The learner competently presents a research report on a relevant socio-cultural issue.

I. Objective

At the end of a 50 minute discussion, the Grade 10 students will be able to:

A. disclose the personal significance of the material viewed (EN10VC -IVh- 28);
B. draw similarities and differences of human being from his environment (EN10LT -IVh-
2.3); and
C. express his appreciation of the significance of the selection intelligently and creatively
(EN10RC -IVi- 3.1.12).

II. Subject Matter

A. Topic: The Last Leaf by O. Henry

B. Reference: Celebrating Diversity through World Literature - Grade 10 (1st edition)
Teacher’s Guide pp. 316-326; Learner’s Module pp. 376-383
C. Materials: envelop, Visual Aids, Video Clip, Speaker, and Marker.

III. Procedure
Teacher’s Activity Student’s Activity
A. Preparatory Activity

1. Routine:

Prayer

Greetings

Checking of Attendance

1.2. Motivation
Alright class, I have here a short video clip for
you to watch, for you to have more realization
about our relationship with the nature and its
relevance to you as human beings.
 a. What is the video all about?
a. Ma’am the video shows that even
though the leaf has fallen, it is not the
end of its purpose. It was blown in the
air until it lands on an ant in a desert
just in time when the heavy rain pours.

b. So the leaf, serve as the knight in

shining armor of the ant. Now what do
you think will happen if the leaf wasn’t
blown and landed on the ant?

b. The ant will be drown or will be

washed away by the rain.

In the video it shows that the leaf is the

only hope for the ant to survive the
heavy rain. How about to us humans?

How do we benefit from it?

It symbolizes what?

I need volunteers to write down their Gives oxygen

answers inside the leaf. Food
Medicine
Life
Shade

Thank you for sharing. Are all of the

answers correct? Yes ma’am.

So, these are some of the things that we

can benefit from a leaf.

2. Presentation of the Lesson

This morning we are going to
read a story, entitled, “The Last
Leaf”

But let’s find out first the

background of its author.

Are you familiar with O. Henry? We already forgot about him ma’am.
Okay, here’s the picture of O. Henry,

Real name: William Sydney Porter

Born: September 11, 1862

Died: June 5, 1910

An American short story writer.

His father is a doctor.

When he was 15, he left school and look for a job.

He had several jobs, one of it is a bank clerk.

He was accused of embezzlement. Then he escape from

the police. When he learned that his wife is dying he
came back to US and surrendered himself. He was
sentenced to 5 years in jail.

Then, he started to write stories in order to support her

only daughter Margaret. After 3 years he was released f
or good behavior.

He published 12 stories in the jail.

Later, his success brought him pressure and he suffered

from alcohol addiction. Then his second wife left him in
1909. He died of cirrhosis of the liver in New York.
 Before reading the selection let’s define some
significant words found in the story.

Direction: Match the words from Column A to its

correct definition to Column B by drawing an arrow.

COLUMN A COLUMN B
COLUMN A COLUMN B

a. Something done
Something done with
Masterpiece with great skill; obra
Masterpiece great skill; obra
maestra.
maestra.
b. One that kept the
One that kept the
Pneumonia property are from
Pneumonia property are from
doing illegal or
doing illegal or
wrong.
wrong.
c. A place, a beautiful
A place, a beautiful
Watchdog scenery
Watchdog scenery
d. A serious disease
A serious disease
Apartment that affects the
Apartment that affects the
lungs.
lungs.
e. A usually rented
A usually rented
Bay of Naples room used as a place
Bay of Naples room used as a place
to live.
to live.
 3. Lesson Proper
Since we are already familiar with the
significant words found in the story let’s
listen and read the story attentively.

Then class, you have to supply the missing

words through listening. Is that clear?

Yes Ma’am.
Okay, so here are the ff. questions that will
help you understand the story.

(The students listen and supply the words that are

missing.)

4. Discussion

(The teacher played the recorded audio of the story

The Last Leaf)

GUIDE QUESTIONS:

a. Where did the story take place?

a. The story took place at the apartment of

Johnsy and Sue at the Greenwich Village in
New York.

b. Who are the characters in the story?

b. The characters in the story are Johnsy,

Sue, Mr. Berhman and the doctor.
c. What are the professions of sue and Johnsy?

c. Sue and Johnsy are both painters

d. What did Mr. Berhman painted before he

died?
d. Mr. Berhman painted a leaf before he
died to let Johnsy realize that just like the
leaf it was able to survive from falling
despite the heavy rain and wind.

e. What is Johnsy’s illness?

e. Johnsy had a Pneumonia.

f. How does Mr. Berhman emphasize the

connection of Johnsy’s faith to be healed with
the vines ability to hold the leaf (based on
Johnsy’s point of view)?
f. Mr. Berhman was able to let Johnsy
realize that if the vine’s leaf was able to
endure the heavy rain and wind and so
does she. The vine’s ability to hold the last
leaf during the bad weather signifies a
tough treatment of life’s challenges. If a
vine which is considered as a weaker entity
was able to endure the most difficult
challenge and so much more the human
being who are endowed with varied
talents, skills, knowledge, and potentials.
 5. ENRICHMENT ACTIVITY

Let’s find out if you really understand the story.

You have 5 minutes to do the task. Count-off 1-

3.

Directions: Using the diagram below, state the

differences and similarities of the vine and Johnsy.

Johnsy is a painter, she is

physically weak due to
illness. her disposition is
affected by the vin's falling
leaves; thus she associated
her possible death to the
tree which is manifested
by the leaf to fall. She
Johnsy Vine recovered when she saw
that the last leaf that she
expected to fall remeined
hanging. As human bein,
she has the capability to
adjust with the
environment.
Vine is dead at the roots
and with leaves that fall
whenever the rain pours
and wind blows. easily
affected by the external
factors such as the
coldness of temperature
and weather. Its survival
depends on the season.
It's incapable of adjusting
itself to the climate.

Similarities of Johnsy and the Vine. Similarities:

The Vine and Johnsy are both

vulnerable and are easily affected by
the winter’s extreme coldness which
caused the death of the former and
the illness of the latter.
Valuing

What is the moral lesson of the story?

(Students are raising their hands)

Is it right that she decides for herself that she will die as
soon as the last leaf falls?

Yes, Rose.
No, ma’am. It’s not right that Johnsy decided for
herself that when the last leaf fall she will die. Only
God knows until when we are going dwell on earth.
Very well said Rose. Thank you.

Generalization

Is there anyone who can give a brief summary of what

we have discuss?
(Students are raising their hands)

Yes, Archie.

There are two painters, Johnsy and Sue. Johnsy got

sick because of Pneumonia. Her friend Sue helped
her by selling their paintings for their food and her
medication.

Johnsy sees a vine full of leaves, until one day, the

leaves started to fell one by one.

Johnsy thinks that she’s like those leaves whose

weak and anytime could perish. But then a neighbor
named Mr. Berhman whose painting skills wasn’t
that good, created his masterpiece the last leaf. He
hopes that Johnsy will find her will to live through
his painting before he dies. The next morning after
the heavy downfall, Johnsy ask Sue to open the
window’s curtain. They’re so happy seeing that the
last leaf was still there. And then the doctor came,
and told Sue that old Mr. Berhman was found dead
in his apartment lying cold and wet. Then Sue realize
that the last leaf isn’t moving when the wind blows.
 Thanks Archie.

Did you enjoy and understand our lesson today?

Yes, Ma’am.
How do you feel about the story?

Sad but thankful ma’am because of Mr. Behrman’s

sacrifice Johnsy found a hope to continue living.

IV. Evaluation

Directions: Count-off 1-3. Each group will have a representative to pick their task.
Each group will have 7 minutes to work on their task.
And 2 minutes to present their work in the front.

Task 1. Sing a song for Johnsy.

Task 2. Compose a poem “Hope” themed. (atleast 8 lines)

Task 3. Draw the storyboard of the “The Last leaf”.

V. Assignment
Directions: In a one whole sheet of paper, write an essay about yourself using as many adjectives as
possible . And think of something that symbolizes you as a person. Prove your answer by citing real
life experiences.

Prepared by:

Lexa Mae V. Quizon

Rubric for the Song

Performance 1 2 3 4 Score

Indicator

Theme The song does not The lyrics have a The lyrics mostly The composition uses
have a theme little to no follow the theme, lyrics that relate to the
connection to the with some that do overall theme
theme not

Melody Does not appeal to Music was good but On-off appeal to Appeals and
the crowd does not make the the crowd appreciated by the
crowd hype crowd

Effort Students work lacks Student’s work Student’s work Student’s work
understanding of the demonstrates some demonstrates demonstrates a
assigned task understanding of understanding of complete
the task assigned the task assigned understanding of the
task assigned and goes
beyond the required.

TOTAL

Rubrics for the Drawing

Performance 1 2 3 4 Score

Indicator
 Creativity Piece is Piece includes an Piece includes Piece includes
unfinished and idea but lacks some unique ideas unique ideas,
provides no originality and may and several materials and
evidence of have imitated materials were dialogues are
creativity someone else’s used present
plan

Effort and Piece is Piece is completed Piece is complete Piece is complete

Perseverance incomplete with minimal with good effort with substantial
effort, work is meeting all evidence of effort,
somewhat careless requirements beyond what was
required

TOTAL

Rubrics for the Poem

Performance 1 2 3 4 Score

Indicator

Word Usage Student’s use of Student’s use of Student’s use of Student’s use of
vocabulary is very vocabulary is vocabulary is vocabulary is
basic more telling than routine and precise, vivid, and
showing workable paints a strong
clear and complete
picture in the
reader’s mind

Language May contain May contain Has mainly Has mainly grade
frequent and many grade level level appropriate
Conventions
numerous numerous appropriate spelling
errors in errors in spelling grammar, and
spelling, spelling, grammar, and punctuation;
grammar, and grammar, punctuation; contains few, if
punctuation and/or contains some any, errors do
that interferes punctuation errors that do not interfere
with the that interferes not interfere with the reader’s
reader’s with the with the understanding
understanding reader’s reader’s
understanding understanding
 Effort Students work Student’s work Student’s work Student’s work
lacks demonstrates demonstrates demonstrates a
understanding some understanding complete
of the assigned understanding of the task understanding of
task of the task assigned the task assigned
assigned and goes beyond
the required.

The Last Leaf

O. Henry

To Greenwich Village, which is a section of New York City, many people came who were
interested in art. They liked the 1. ____________ life of the village, and they enjoyed living among
so many artists. The buildings and apartments were often very old and dirty, but this only added
to the interest of the place. At the top of an old three-story brick house Sue and Johnsy had their
studio. One of them was from the state of Maine, the other from California. They had met in the
2. __________ of an Eighth Street hotel. Both were artists who had recently come to New York to
make their living. That was in May. In November, a cold, unseen stranger, whom the doctors called
pneumonia, visited the city, touching one here and one there with his icy finger. He touched Johnsy
and she lay, scarcely moving, on her painted iron bed, looking through the small window at the
blank wall of the opposite building. One morning the busy doctor invited Sue into the hall.

"She has about one chance in ten to live", he" said as he shook down the ' 3. ___________ in his
clinical thermometer. "And that one chance depends upon her desire to get better. But your little
friend has made up her mind that she is going to die. Is she worrying about something?" "She
wanted to paint a picture of the Bay of Naples someday", said Sue. "No, something more important
— a man perhaps?" "No." "Well, perhaps it is a result of her 4. _________ and her general physical
weakness. But when a patient begins to feel sure that she is going to die, then I subtract fifty per
cent from the power of medicines. If you can succeed in making her interested in something, in
asking, for instance, about the latest styles in women's clothes, then I can promise you a one-to
five chance for her instead of one-to-ten." After the doctor had gone, Sue went into her own room
and cried. Later, trying not to show her sadness, she went into Johnsy's room, whistling. Johnsy
lay under the 5. ______________, with her face toward the window. Sue stopped whistling,
thinking Johnsy was asleep. But soon Sue heard a low sound, several times repeated. Sue went
quickly to the bedside. Johnsy's eyes were wide open. She was looking out of the window, and
counting backwards. "Twelve", she said, and a little later, "eleven", and then "ten" and "nine" and
then "eight" — "seven."

Sue looked out of the window. What was Johnsy counting? There was only a gray, back yard and
the blank wall of the opposite house. An old, old vine, dead at the roots, climbed halfway up the
wall. The cold breath of autumn had blown almost all the leaves from the vine until its branches
were almost bare. "What is it, dear?" asked Sue. "Six" said Johnsy very quietly." They are falling
faster now. Three days ago there were almost a hundred. It makes my head ache to count them.
But now it's easy. There goes another one. There are only five left now." "Five what, dear? Tell
me!" said Sue. "Leaves. The leaves of that vine. When the last leaf of the vine falls, I must go too.
I've known that for three days. Didn't the doctor tell you?" "The doctor didn't say any such thing.
That is pure foolishness", said Sue. "What connection have those old leaves with your getting well?
And you used to love that old vine so much. Please don't be silly! The doctor told me this morning
that your chances of getting well soon were excellent. Now try to take some of your soup and let
me get back to work so that I can make money to buy you some good port wine." "There's no use
buying any more wine", said Johnsy, keeping her eyes fixed on the blank wall of the house
opposite. "There goes another leaf. That leaves just four. I want to see the last one fall before it
gets dark. Then I'll go too." "Johnsy, dear," said Sue, bending over her. "Will you promise me to
keep your eyes closed and not look out of the window until I have finished working? I must deliver
these drawings tomorrow. I need the light; otherwise I would pull down the curtain." "Can't you
draw in your room?" said Johnsy coldly. "I'd rather stay here with you", said Sue. "Besides, I don't
want you to keep looking at those silly leaves." "Tell me as soon as you have finished", said Johnsy,
closing her eyes and lying white and still. "Because I want to see the last leaf fall. I'm tired of
waiting. I'm tired of thinking."

Old Mr. Behrman was a painter who lived on the first floor beneath them. He was more than sixty
years old. Behrman was a failure in art. He had always wanted to paint a masterpiece, but he had
never yet begun to paint it. For many years he had painted nothing, except now and then something
in the line of commercial or advertising work. He earned a little money by serving as a model for
those young artists who could not pay the price for a regular model. He drank much whiskey and
when he was drunk always talked about the great masterpiece he was going to paint. He was a 6.
___________, intense little man who considered himself as a watch-dog and protector for the two
young artists living above him, of whom he was very fond. Sue found Behrman in his poorly-
lighted studio. In one corner of the room stood a blank 7. ___________ which had been waiting
for twenty-five years to receive the first line of the promised masterpiece. Sue told him of the
strange idea which Johnsy had concerning the last leaf, and Sue said that she feared that Johnsy
would really 8. _______ when the last leaf fell.

Old Behrman shouted, "Are there people in the world who are 9. ___________ enough to die
simply because leaves fall from an old vine? I have never heard of such a thing. Why do you permit
such silly ideas to come into her mind? Oh, that poor little Miss Johnsy." "She is very ill and very
weak", explained Sue, "and the fever has left her mind full of strange ideas."

Johnsy was sleeping when they both went upstairs. Sue pulled down the curtain and motioned to
Behrman to go into the other room. There they looked out of the window 10. _____________ at
the vine. Then they looked at each other for a moment without speaking. A cold rain was falling,
mixed with snow. Behrman took a seat and prepared himself to pose for Sue as a model. When
Sue woke up the next morning, she found Johnsy with dull, wide open eyes, looking at the window.
"Put up the curtain. I want to see", Johnsy said quietly. Sue obeyed. But, oh, after the heavy rain
and the strong wind, one leaf was still hanging on the vine. The last leaf. Still dark green, it hung
from a branch some twenty feet above the ground." "It is the last one", said Johnsy, "I thought it
would surely fall during the night. I heard the wind and the rain. It will fall today and I shall die at
the same time." "Dear Johnsy", said Sue, placing her face close to Johnsy's on the pillow. "Think
of me if you won't think of yourself. What shall I do?"

The day passed slowly, and even through the growing 11. ___________ of the evening they could
see the lone leaf still hanging from the branch against the wall. And then, with the coming of the
night, the wind began to blow again, and the rain began to fall heavily.

„ But the next morning when Johnsy commanded that the curtain be raised again, the leaf was still
there. Johnsy lay for a long time looking at it. And then she called to Sue. "I've been a bad girl,
Sue", said Johnsy. "Something has made the last leaf stay there just to show me how bad I was. It
was a 12. ______ to want to die. You may bring me a little soup now — and then put some pillows
behind me and I will sit up and watch you cook." An hour later Johnsy said, "Sue someday I want
to paint a picture of the Bay of Naples."

The 13. __________ came in the afternoon. "You are doing fine", he said, taking Johnsy's thin
hand in his. "In another week or so you will be perfectly well. And now I must go to see another
patient downstairs.

His name is Behrman. He is some kind of artist, I believe. Pneumonia, too. He is an old, weak
man, and the attack is very severe. There is no hope for him, but I am sending him to the hospital
in order to make him more comfortable." The next day, Sue came to the bed where Johnsy lay.
"The doctor tells me that soon you will be perfectly well again", Sue said, putting her arm around
Johnsy. Johnsy smiled at her happily. "Isn't it wonderful?" Sue continued. "But now I have
something important to tell you. Old Mr. Behrman died in the hospital this morning of 14.
________________. He was sick only two days. They found him in his room the morning of the
first day helpless with pain and fever. His shoes and clothing were completely wet and icy cold.
They couldn't figure out where he had been on such a terrible night. And then they found a lantern,
still lighted, a ladder, and some other things which showed that, during the wind and the rain, he
had climbed up and painted a green leaf on the wall of the house opposite. Didn't you think it was
strange that the leaf never moved when the wind blew? Ah, darling, it was Behrman's real 15.
__________________, — he painted it there the night that the last leaf fell".
 THE LAST LEAF
O. Henry

To Greenwich Village, which is a section of New York City, many people came who were
interested in art. They liked the 1. bohemian life of the village, and they enjoyed living among
so many artists. The buildings and apartments were often very old and dirty, but this only added
to the interest of the place. At the top of an old three-story brick house Sue and Johnsy had their
studio. One of them was from the state of Maine, the other from California. They had met in the
2. restaurant of an Eighth Street hotel. Both were artists who had recently come to New York to
make their living. That was in May. In November, a cold, unseen stranger, whom the doctors called
pneumonia, visited the city, touching one here and one there with his icy finger. He touched Johnsy
and she lay, scarcely moving, on her painted iron bed, looking through the small window at the
blank wall of the opposite building. One morning the busy doctor invited Sue into the hall.

"She has about one chance in ten to live", he" said as he shook down the '3. mercury in his clinical
thermometer. "And that one chance depends upon her desire to get better. But your little friend has
made up her mind that she is going to die. Is she worrying about something?" "She wanted to paint
a picture of the Bay of Naples someday", said Sue. "No, something more important — a man
perhaps?" "No." "Well, perhaps it is a result of her 4. fever and her general physical weakness.
But when a patient begins to feel sure that she is going to die, then I subtract fifty per cent from
the power of medicines. If you can succeed in making her interested in something, in asking, for
instance, about the latest styles in women's clothes, then I can promise you a one-to five chance
for her instead of one-to-ten." After the doctor had gone, Sue went into her own room and cried.
Later, trying not to show her sadness, she went into Johnsy's room, whistling. Johnsy lay under the
5. bedclothes, with her face toward the window. Sue stopped whistling, thinking Johnsy was
asleep. But soon Sue heard a low sound, several times repeated. Sue went quickly to the bedside.
Johnsy's eyes were wide open. She was looking out of the window, and counting backwards.
"Twelve", she said, and a little later, "eleven", and then "ten" and "nine" and then "eight" —
"seven."

Sue looked out of the window. What was Johnsy counting? There was only a gray, back yard and
the blank wall of the opposite house. An old, old vine, dead at the roots, climbed halfway up the
wall. The cold breath of autumn had blown almost all the leaves from the vine until its branches
were almost bare. "What is it, dear?" asked Sue. "Six" said Johnsy very quietly." They are falling
faster now. Three days ago there were almost a hundred. It makes my head ache to count them.
But now it's easy. There goes another one. There are only five left now." "Five what, dear? Tell
me!" said Sue. "Leaves. The leaves of that vine. When the last leaf of the vine falls, I must go too.
I've known that for three days. Didn't the doctor tell you?" "The doctor didn't say any such thing.
That is pure foolishness", said Sue. "What connection have those old leaves with your getting well?
And you used to love that old vine so much. Please don't be silly! The doctor told me this morning
that your chances of getting well soon were excellent. Now try to take some of your soup and let
me get back to work so that I can make money to buy you some good port wine." "There's no use
buying any more wine", said Johnsy, keeping her eyes fixed on the blank wall of the house
opposite. "There goes another leaf. That leaves just four. I want to see the last one fall before it
gets dark. Then I'll go too." "Johnsy, dear," said Sue, bending over her. "Will you promise me to
keep your eyes closed and not look out of the window until I have finished working? I must deliver
these drawings tomorrow. I need the light; otherwise I would pull down the curtain." "Can't you
draw in your room?" said Johnsy coldly. "I'd rather stay here with you", said Sue. "Besides, I don't
want you to keep looking at those silly leaves." "Tell me as soon as you have finished", said Johnsy,
closing her eyes and lying white and still. "Because I want to see the last leaf fall. I'm tired of
waiting. I'm tired of thinking."

Old Mr. Behrman was a painter who lived on the first floor beneath them. He was more than sixty
years old. Behrman was a failure in art. He had always wanted to paint a masterpiece, but he had
never yet begun to paint it. For many years he had painted nothing, except now and then something
in the line of commercial or advertising work. He earned a little money by serving as a model for
those young artists who could not pay the price for a regular model. He drank much whiskey and
when he was drunk always talked about the great masterpiece he was going to paint. He was a 6.
fierce, intense little man who considered himself as a watch-dog and protector for the two young
artists living above him, of whom he was very fond. Sue found Behrman in his poorly-lighted
studio. In one corner of the room stood a blank 7. canvas which had been waiting for twenty-five
years to receive the first line of the promised masterpiece. Sue told him of the strange idea which
Johnsy had concerning the last leaf, and Sue said that she feared that Johnsy would really 8. die
when the last leaf fell.

Old Behrman shouted, "Are there people in the world who are 9. foolish enough to die simply
because leaves fall from an old vine? I have never heard of such a thing. Why do you permit such
silly ideas to come into her mind? Oh, that poor little Miss Johnsy." "She is very ill and very weak",
explained Sue, "and the fever has left her mind full of strange ideas."

Johnsy was sleeping when they both went upstairs. Sue pulled down the curtain and motioned to
Behrman to go into the other room. There they looked out of the window 10. fearfully at the vine.
Then they looked at each other for a moment without speaking. A cold rain was falling, mixed
with snow. Behrman took a seat and prepared himself to pose for Sue as a model. When Sue
woke up the next morning, she found Johnsy with dull, wide open eyes, looking at the window.
"Put up the curtain. I want to see", Johnsy said quietly. Sue obeyed. But, oh, after the heavy rain
and the strong wind, one leaf was still hanging on the vine. The last leaf. Still dark green, it hung
from a branch some twenty feet above the ground." "It is the last one", said Johnsy, "I thought it
would surely fall during the night. I heard the wind and the rain. It will fall today and I shall die at
the same time." "Dear Johnsy", said Sue, placing her face close to Johnsy's on the pillow. "Think
of me if you won't think of yourself. What shall I do?"
The day passed slowly, and even through the growing 11. darkness of the evening they could see
the lone leaf still hanging from the branch against the wall. And then, with the coming of the night,
the wind began to blow again, and the rain began to fall heavily.

„ But the next morning when Johnsy commanded that the curtain be raised again, the leaf was still
there. Johnsy lay for a long time looking at it. And then she called to Sue. "I've been a bad girl,
Sue", said Johnsy. "Something has made the last leaf stay there just to show me how bad I was. It
was a 12. sin to want to die. You may bring me a little soup now — and then put some pillows
behind me and I will sit up and watch you cook." An hour later Johnsy said, "Sue someday I want
to paint a picture of the Bay of Naples."

The 13. doctor came in the afternoon. "You are doing fine", he said, taking Johnsy's thin hand in
his. "In another week or so you will be perfectly well. And now I must go to see another patient
downstairs.

His name is Behrman. He is some kind of artist, I believe. Pneumonia, too. He is an old, weak
man, and the attack is very severe. There is no hope for him, but I am sending him to the hospital
in order to make him more comfortable." The next day, Sue came to the bed where Johnsy lay.
"The doctor tells me that soon you will be perfectly well again", Sue said, putting her arm around
Johnsy. Johnsy smiled at her happily. "Isn't it wonderful?" Sue continued. "But now I have
something important to tell you. Old Mr. Behrman died in the hospital this morning of 14.
pneumonia. He was sick only two days. They found him in his room the morning of the first day
helpless with pain and fever. His shoes and clothing were completely wet and icy cold. They
couldn't figure out where he had been on such a terrible night. And then they found a lantern, still
lighted, a ladder, and some other things which showed that, during the wind and the rain, he had
climbed up and painted a green leaf on the wall of the house opposite. Didn't you think it was
strange that the leaf never moved when the wind blew? Ah, darling, it was Behrman's real 15.
masterpiece, — he painted it there the night that the last leaf fell".