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id: 19337
title: A Christmas Carol
author: Dickens, Charles
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  "Christmas a humbug, uncle!" said Scrooge''s nephew. Scrooge, having no better answer ready on the spur of the moment, said, "You''ll want all day to-morrow, I suppose?" said Scrooge. "Because," said Scrooge, "a little thing affects them. "Good Heaven!" said Scrooge, clasping his hands together as he looked "Dick Wilkins, to be sure!" said Scrooge to the Ghost. "Spirit!" said Scrooge, "show me no more! "Spirit!" said Scrooge in a broken voice, "remove me from this place." "I am the Ghost of Christmas Present," said the Spirit. "Spirit!" said Scrooge after a moment''s thought. "Spirit," said Scrooge with an interest he had never felt before, "tell "He said that Christmas was a humbug, as I live!" cried Scrooge''s "Spirit!" said Scrooge, shuddering from head to foot. "It''s Christmas Day!" said Scrooge to himself. He knows me," said Scrooge, with his hand already on the "A merry Christmas, Bob!" said Scrooge with an earnestness that could


id: 20260
title: Daybreak: A Story for Girls
author: Sitwell, Florence Alice
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  A great change passed over poor Kate''s face when she and her sister came to the door, carrying a little prostrate figure; and Kate was three days and three nights Mother Agnes and Kate watched beside her; months passed on Mother Agnes began to think that Kate had really "Children, we must start," said the Mother sternly, "Kate is not Mother Agnes had gone to look for Kate in the dormitory, feeling that made Kate tell all she knew of the little girl in the next bed. doctor!" said a child''s voice; "don''t go and hurt dear Kate Kate would not talk to-day to Mother Agnes. her the story of little Frances wishing to lose her leg for Kate''s what a dear child Frances was, and how she talked to Kate of everything "Do you think we shall ever see her again?" said little Frances. "That day, Kate," said she, "may yet be a long way off.


id: 23195
title: Wikkey A Scrap
author: Vaders, Henrietta
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  Lawrence stopped this time and looked curiously at the boy, at the odd, "Poor lad!" Lawrence said again, looking at the thin skeleton frame, And starting upward with wild startled eyes the boy saw Lawrence Granby. "Wikkey, poor little chap, how bad you are," said Lawrence, looking Wikkey''s beseeching eyes rose up before Lawrence, and he stammered out "Wikkey, you mustn''t talk like that!" while the curate laughed and said: how the boy''s eyes were scarcely ever moved from Lawrence''s face. Lawrence went back to Wikkey, and leant his back against the "Wikkey," said Lawrence again, after a silence, "what made you take a "Look here, Wikkey, you said you would "Did He live in London?" Wikkey asked, as Lawrence took up the old Book "I shouldn''t think it would," said Lawrence, looking at his cousin''s So Wikkey passed away, and Lawrence went back to his work, ever


id: 30368
title: A Christmas Carol The original manuscript
author: Dickens, Charles
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  "Christmas a humbug, uncle!" said Scrooge''s nephew. Scrooge having no better answer ready on the spur of the moment, said, "You''ll want all day to-morrow, I suppose?" said Scrooge. "Good Heaven!" said Scrooge, clasping his hands together, as he looked "Dick Wilkins, to be sure!" said Scrooge to the Ghost. "No," said Scrooge, "No. I should like to be able to say a word or two "Spirit!" said Scrooge, "show me no more! "Spirit!" said Scrooge in a broken voice, "remove me from this place." "Spirit," said Scrooge, after a moment''s thought, "I wonder you, of "Spirit," said Scrooge, with an interest he had never felt before, "He said that Christmas was a humbug, as I live!" cried Scrooge''s "Spirit!" said Scrooge, shuddering from head to foot. "It''s Christmas Day!" said Scrooge to himself. He knows me," said Scrooge, with his hand already on the


id: 12176
title: The Gate of the Giant Scissors
author: Johnston, Annie F. (Annie Fellows)
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  Joyce was crying, up in old Monsieur Gréville''s tallest pear-tree. Then Joyce could see the little brown house turned all topsy-turvy in "Oh, from Cousin Kate!" exclaimed Joyce, tearing it open as she went "This doesn''t seem a bit like Thanksgiving Day, Marie," said Joyce, Jules dug the little trench according to Joyce''s directions, and laid "It will not be like this when your uncle comes home," said Joyce, as Sister Denisa led the way into a large, sunny room, and Joyce looked Joyce looked around the room and saw on every hand old age that had Joyce was so quiet on the way home that madame feared the day had been "Jules," said Joyce, suddenly, looking around to see that the older "Joyce," said Cousin Kate, "you have had so little outdoor exercise to the Little Sisters of the Poor, and had come to ask Joyce to drive


id: 38277
title: From Squire to Squatter: A Tale of the Old Land and the New
author: Stables, Gordon
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  "Yes," said Archie, "ten is terribly old, I know; but is it quite a man and long white bunches of lichen, that looked like old men''s beards; but hand and just look like that on the night before Archie''s birthday. and pretty; but Archie only laughed, and said he would not feel at home "Yes," said Archie, who was not far off, "it''s got to be done." Away rushed Archie, and sure enough there was Bob eating supper in old "Well, Elsie," said Archie, laughing, "I am so old that I am going to "Well, it all came about like this, Archie: ''England,'' I said to myself, "Then the Bush, when one is going west," said Archie, "must be like "Now," said Archie, "be a good old boy, Bob; and if you want any more "Come out here a little way with me," said Rupert, taking Archie by the


id: 37463
title: The Builders
author: Glasgow, Ellen Anderson Gholson
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  looked so like an angel--well, Mrs. Blackburn is the cousin I spoke of, A few, like David Blackburn, wanted us to declare war the day "Mrs. Blackburn must be so beautiful," said Caroline presently. "And I never saw any one lovelier than Mrs. Blackburn," said Caroline, "Some people might think Mr. Blackburn good-looking, but I suppose I know too much about him." And "I was sure I could count on your sympathy." As she answered, Mrs. Blackburn stretched out her hands until they rested on Caroline''s arm. "That is so sweet of you," murmured Angelica gratefully, while Mrs. Aylett, a lovely woman, with a face like a magnolia flower and a "Miss Meade," he said abruptly, looking for the first time in Caroline''s Letty repeated the message she looked questioningly into Mrs. Blackburn''s face. "I never heard anything like the way that child runs on," said Mrs. Timberlake, turning away from the window.


id: 40729
author: Dickens, Charles
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  Mrs. Belle Kemper, Scrooge''s first and last love _Scro._ But you were always a good man of business Jacob. (_The Spirit of Christmas Past rises from the hearth as Scrooge finishes _Scro._ Are you the Spirit, sir, whose coming was foretold to me? _Scro._ [_uneasily_] Yes. _Spir._ Let us see another Christmas. (_Children place chairs around the table; Bob puts Tiny Tim in a high _Scro._ Spirit, tell me if Tiny Tim will live? after year, and saying, Uncle Scrooge, I wish you A Merry Christmas and _Fred._ A Merry Christmas, and a Happy New Year to the old man. _Scro._ Can this be the Spirit of Christmas Future that I see _Scro._ Ah, here are more of my old business friends; the Spirit directs _Mrs. K._ Well, you must know, my dear children, that Fanny Scrooge--our _Scro._ It''s I, your Uncle Scrooge. _Scro._ Do with me as you please; it is Christmas Day.

title:
  "Old Scrooge": A Christmas Carol in Five Staves. Dramatized from Charles Dickens'' Celebrated Christmas Story.


id: 41739
title: A Christmas Carol; Or, The Miser''s Warning! (Adapted from Charles Dickens'' Celebrated Work.)
author: Barnett, C. Z. (Charles Zachary)
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  am sure I have always thought of Christmas time, when it has come round, And a happy Christmas, and a merry new year to you, Bob Cratchit. A merry Christmas and a happy new year, sir. yonder poor child was left alone, he _did_ come just like that! pleasant happy Christmas Day we shall spend. Tiny Tim shall not go without his Christmas dinner notwithstanding quite light, and the GHOST OF CHRISTMAS PRESENT discovered, as in _The SECOND SPIRIT and SCROOGE enter._ SPIRIT advances--draws SCROOGE back from the group--a bright glow lights up the Scene, as the SPIRIT and SCROOGE sink through the Stage unnoticed SCROOGE and the SPIRIT OF CHRISTMAS PRESENT BOB CRATCHIT enters with TINY TIM upon his Not coming upon Christmas Day! A merry Christmas and a happy new year! A merry Christmas and a happy new year! The SPIRIT enters, followed by SCROOGE._) The SPIRIT enters, followed by SCROOGE._)


