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following the finger, read upon the stone of the neglected grave his own name, EBENEZER SCROOGE. "Am I that man who lay upon the bed?" he cried, upon his knees. The finger pointed from the grave to him, and back again. "No, Spirit! Oh no, no!" The finger still was there. "Spirit!" he cried, tight clutching at its robe, "hear me! I am not the man I was. I will not be the man I must have been but for this intercourse. Why show me this, if I am past all hope!" For the first time the hand appeared to shake. "Good Spirit," he pursued, as down upon the ground he fell before it: "Your nature intercedes for me, and pities me. Assure me that I yet may change these shadows you have shown me, by an altered life!" The kind hand trembled. "I will honour Christmas in my heart, and try to keep it all the year. I will live in the Past, the Present, and the Future. The Spirits of all Three shall strive within me. I will not shut out the lessons that they teach. Oh, tell me I Page 118 of 130
may sponge away the writing on this stone!" In his agony, he caught the spectral hand. It sought to free itself, but he was strong in his entreaty, and detained it. The Spirit, stronger yet, repulsed him. Holding up his hands in a last prayer to have his fate reversed, he saw an alteration in the Phantom's hood and dress. It shrunk, collapsed, and dwindled down into a bedpost. STAVE V: THE END OF IT YES! and the bedpost was his own. The bed was his own, the room was his own. Best and happiest of all, the Time before him was his own, to make amends in! "I will live in the Past, the Present, and the Future!" Scrooge repeated, as he scrambled out of bed. "The Spirits of all Three shall strive within me. Oh Jacob Marley! Heaven, and the Christmas Time be praised for this! I say it on my knees, old Jacob; on my knees!" He was so fluttered and so glowing with his good intentions, that his broken voice would scarcely answer to his call. He had been sobbing violently in his conflict with the Spirit, and his face was wet with tears. "They are not torn down," cried Scrooge, folding one of his bed-curtains in his arms, "they are not torn down, rings Page 119 of 130
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A CHRISTMAS CAROL Written by Charle
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STAVE I: MARLEY'S GHOST MARLEY was
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nose, shrivelled his cheek, stiffen
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clerk came in with the shovel, the
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"There are many things from which I
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humour to the last. So A Merry Chri
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"The Treadmill and the Poor Law are
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corner of the court, some labourers
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"A poor excuse for picking a man's
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and, though the eyes were wide open
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legs, and a poker. Quite satisfied,
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the room before his eyes. Upon its
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"I don't," said Scrooge. "What evid
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you trouble me?" "Man of the worldl
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"You must have been very slow about
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exceedingly. "Hear me!" cried the G
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so that when the spectre reached it
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six to seven, and from seven to eig
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"Ding, dong!" "The hour itself," sa
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"Long Past?" inquired Scrooge: obse
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The Spirit gazed upon him mildly. I
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entering the dreary hall, and glanc
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pocket, and looking about him, afte
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sister into the veriest old well of
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"Yo ho, there! Ebenezer! Dick!" Scr
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dancers yet, as if the other fiddle
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"Why! Is it not? He has spent but a
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"All your other hopes have merged i
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and you will dismiss the recollecti
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wonder and delight with which the d
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with all his force, he could not hi
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The moment Scrooge's hand was on th
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not. Have you had many brothers, Sp
Page 67 and 68: pears and apples, clustered high in
Page 69 and 70: yet there was a genial shadowing fo
Page 71 and 72: went, and took Scrooge with him, ho
Page 73 and 74: "Why, where's our Martha?" cried Bo
Page 75 and 76: excited by the two young Cratchits,
Page 77 and 78: "God bless us every one!" said Tiny
Page 79 and 80: very happy, I have no doubt!" The c
Page 81 and 82: that no one was at home to give the
Page 83 and 84: horny hands over the rough table at
Page 85 and 86: seemed made to be kissed--as no dou
Page 87 and 88: pleasanter companions than he can f
Page 89 and 90: pressing a certain ring upon her fi
Page 91 and 92: that way. "He has given us plenty o
Page 93 and 94: the Spirit's sorrowful reply. "Look
Page 95 and 96: save one outstretched hand. But for
Page 97 and 98: with their great gold seals; and so
Page 99 and 100: "How are you?" said one. "How are y
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Page 103 and 104: "No, indeed!" said Mrs. Dilber and
Page 105 and 106: "Ah!" returned the woman, laughing
Page 107 and 108: which, though it was dumb, announce
Page 109 and 110: The Phantom spread its dark robe be
Page 111 and 112: "Let me see some tenderness connect
Page 113 and 114: grieved!" Bob was very cheerful wit
Page 115 and 116: "Only hear that, Peter," said Mrs.
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Page 123 and 124: I'll give you a shilling. Come back
Page 125 and 126: "My dear sir," said Scrooge, quicke
Page 127 and 128: great array); for these young house
Page 129 and 130: "A merry Christmas, Bob!" said Scro
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