Christmas Books: A Christmas carol ; The chimes ; The cricket on the hearth

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James G. Gregory, 1861

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Page 71 - Spirit, and was overcome with penitence and grief. •'Man," said the Ghost, "if man you be in heart, not Adamant, forbear that wicked cant until you have discovered What the surplus is, and Where it is. Will you decide what men shall live, what men shall die ! It may be, that in the sight of Heaven, you are more worthless and less fit to live than millions like this poor man's child. Oh God ! to hear the Insect on the leaf pronouncing on the too much life among his hungry brothers in the dust !...
Page 67 - Martha didn't like to see him disappointed, if it were only in joke; so she came out prematurely from behind the closet door, and ran into his arms, while the two young Cratchits hustled Tiny Tim, and bore him off into the wash-house, that he might hear the pudding singing in the copper. "And how did little Tim behave?" asked Mrs. Cratchit, when she had rallied Bob on his credulity and Bob had hugged his daughter to his heart's content. '•M "As good as gold,
Page 16 - Christmas among the rest. But I am sure I have always thought of Christmas time, when it has come round — apart from the veneration due to its sacred name and origin, if anything belonging to it can be apart from that — as a good time ; a kind forgiving, charitable, pleasant time ; the only time I know of, in the long calendar of the year, when men and women seem by one consent to open...
Page 112 - What do you mean by coming here at this time of day?' 'I am very sorry, Sir,' said Bob. 'I am behind my time.
Page 13 - No warmth could warm, no wintry weather chill him. No wind that blew was bitterer than he, no falling snow was more intent upon its purpose, no pelting rain less open to entreaty. Foul weather didn't know where to have him.
Page 71 - I'll give you Mr. Scrooge, the Founder of the Feast !" " The Founder of the Feast indeed !" cried Mrs. Cratchit, reddening. " I wish I had him here. I'd give him a piece of my mind to feast upon, and I hope he'd have a good appetite for it.
Page 15 - Merry Christmas! What right have you to be merry? What reason have you to be merry? You're poor enough." "Come, then,
Page 49 - Fezziwig would have been a match for them, and so would Mrs. Fezziwig. As to her, she was worthy to be his partner in every sense of the term.
Page 13 - Nobody ever stopped him in the street to say, with gladsome looks, "My dear Scrooge, how are you? When will you come to see me?" No beggars implored him to bestow a trifle, no children asked him what it was o'clock, no man or woman ever once in all his life inquired the way to such and such a place, of Scrooge.
Page 68 - ... stirred it round and round and put it on the hob to simmer, Master Peter and the two ubiquitous young Cratchits went to fetch the goose, with which they soon returned in high procession.

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