Question

There is one holiday in the year which is completely American, Thanksgiving Day. It is the day when everyone goes back home to spend the day with his family, to have the traditional Thanksgiving dinner of roast turkey, to talk about old times.

This is a story of Thanksgiving Day and of one man's efforts, under rather special circumstances, to carry on these traditions.

Old Pete took his seat this day on his usual bench in Union Square. Every Thanksgiving Day for nine years, Pete had taken this same seat exactly at one o'clock, and each time the same pleasant thing had happened. But this time Pete had come here more from habit than from hunger.

Certainly today Pete was not hungry. He had just had a dinner so enormous that he could hardly breathe. The buttons on his ragged shirt and coat were about to burst. He was so full of soup, oysters, roast turkey, apple pie, ice cream, and a dozen other rich foods that the November breeze and the first light fall of snow felt cool and pleasant to his face.

The meal had been completely unexpected. He had been passing one of the large homes on Fifth Avenue, where there lived two rich old ladies. It seems that it was their custom each Thanksgiving to place a servant at the front entrance with orders to bring in the first hungry looking person that passed and then give him a Thanksgiving dinner of everything he could eat. On this particular Thanksgiving Day, Pete had passed, the servant had brought him in, and, before Pete knew it, he was being served like a king with more food than he could eat.

Pete sat on the bench now, hardly able to move. He happened to look to the left and there in the distance he saw the Old Gentleman coming toward him. He wanted to get up and run, but he was so full of food that he stayed right there. Every Thanksgiving Day for nine years, the Old Gentleman had come here, and found Pete on this same bench, and then taken him to a restaurant and bought him a Thanksgiving dinner. It was a kind of tradition which the Old Gentleman, who had no family and lived alone, had tried to continue. The old man was tall and thin and sixty years old. He was aristocratic looking and he always dressed in black. His hair was whiter and thinner than it had been the year before, and he leaned more heavily on his cane than he used to.

"How do you do!" said the Old Gentleman. "I am glad to see that the changes of another year have permitted you to move in health through this beautiful world."

Each time the Old Gentleman had said exactly this same thing. It was part of the tradition. Old Pete, too, began to feel as though he himself was now a part of the tradition, and he therefore did not have the courage to tell the old man that he had already eaten. This dinner seemed to mean so much to the Old Gentleman.

"Thank you, sir," said Old Pete at last. "I'll go with you gladly. I'm very hungry sir."

Together the Old Gentleman and Pete walked south to the same restaurant where each year Pete had his Thanksgiving dinner. They sat at the same table. The Old Gentleman seemed pleased and happy. When the waiter brought dish after dish of food to Pete, the Old Gentleman sat quietly and smiled. Under the circumstance, Pete had to eat. It was part of the tradition, and so he ate like a hero. Soup, oysters, roast turkey, pie, he ate everything, although when he entered the restaurant even the smell of more food almost made him sick. At last Pete leaned back with the battle won.

"Thank you sir," he said, with some effort, " for a fine dinner."

They parted as they did each year at the door, the Old Gentleman going south, Pete north.

Around the corner, Pete stopped for a moment, felt a terrible pain in his stomach, then fell to the sidewalk unconscious. A little later an ambulance came. In the hospital they discovered that he had had an attack of indigestion.

An hour later, another ambulance brought the Old Gentleman to the same hospital. At first they thought it was also indigestion but later one of the nurses said,

"That nice old gentleman over there-- you wouldn't think that it was a case of starvation. Proud old family, I suppose. He told me that he hadn't eaten a thing for three days.”

1.This year Old Pete came to the Union Square because ______.

A. he was hungry and expected to find some food

B. he had nowhere to go on the Thanksgiving Day

C. he wanted to meet the Old Gentleman and check his health

D. it was a convention for him to accept the Old Gentleman’s dinner

2.Why didn’t Old Pete refuse the invitation from the Old Gentleman?

A. Because he felt he had more room for food.

B. Because he realized he was involved in the tradition.

C. Because he felt moved by the Old Gentlemen’s generosity.

D. Because he didn’t dare to tell the old man he had already eaten.

3.According to the passage, which of the following is true?

A. Only the Old Gentlemen observed Thanksgiving Day traditions.

B. The two gentlemen were both hospitalized because of hunger.

C. The Thanksgiving dinner offered by the Old Gentleman is more than dinner itself.

D. The food in the restaurant tastes better than that in large homes on Fifth Avenue.

4.What can we learn from the two Thanksgiving Day Gentlemen?

A. One man’s meat is another man’s poison.

B. They are really gentlemen true to their word.

C. They are too vain to express their true feelings.

D. The conduct of the two gentlemen is really absurd.

Answer 1