A Christmas carol . Cbrtstmas Carol He had so heated himself with rapid walk-ing in the fog and frost, this nephew ofScrooges, that he was all in a glow ; hisface was ruddy and handsome ; his eyessparkled, and his breath smoked again. Christmas a humbug, uncle! saidScrooges nephew. You dont mean that,1 am sure. I do, said Scrooge. Merry Christmas !What right have you to be merry ? Whatreason have you to be merry ? You re poorenough. Come, then, returned the nephew gaily. What right have you to be dismal ? Whatreason have you to be morose ? You re richenough. Scrooge having no better answer rea
A Christmas carol . Cbrtstmas Carol He had so heated himself with rapid walk-ing in the fog and frost, this nephew ofScrooges, that he was all in a glow ; hisface was ruddy and handsome ; his eyessparkled, and his breath smoked again. Christmas a humbug, uncle! saidScrooges nephew. You dont mean that,1 am sure. I do, said Scrooge. Merry Christmas !What right have you to be merry ? Whatreason have you to be merry ? You re poorenough. Come, then, returned the nephew gaily. What right have you to be dismal ? Whatreason have you to be morose ? You re richenough. Scrooge having no better answer ready onthe spur of the moment, said, Bah ! again ;and followed it up with Humbug. Dont be cross, uncle, said the nephew. What else can I be, returned the uncle, when I live in such a world of fools as this ?Merry Christmas ! Out upon merry Christ-mas ! Whats Christmas timie to you but atime for paying bills without money ; a timefor finding yourself a year older, but not anhour richer; a time for balancing your books. H Cbrlstmas Carol and having every item in em through a rounddozen of months presented dead against you rIf I could work my will, said Scrooge, indig-nantly, every idiot who goes about withMerry Christmas, on his lips, should beboiled with his own pudding, and buried witha stake of holly through his heart. He should ! Uncle ! pleaded the nephew. Nephew! returned the uncle, sternly,keep Christmas in your own way, and letme keep it in mine. Keep it! repeated Scrooges nephew. But you dont keep it. Let me leave it alone, then, said good may it do you ! Much goodit has ever done you ! ; There are many things from which 1 mighthave derived good, by which 1 have notprofited, 1 dare say, returned the nephew :Christmas among the rest. But 1 am sure Ihave always thought of Christmas time, whenit has come round—apart from the venerationdue to its sacred name and origin, if anythingbelonging to it can be apart from that — as agood time : a kind, forgiving, char
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