AChristmasCarol
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May that be truly said of us, and all of us! And so, RT @, God bless Us, Every One!
12:30 PM Dec 25th, 2008
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It was always said of him, that he knew how to keep Christmas well, if any man alive possessed the knowledge.
12:28 PM Dec 25th, 2008
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He had no further intercourse with Spirits, but lived upon the Total Abstinence Principle, ever afterwards.
12:26 PM Dec 25th, 2008
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He became as good a friend, as good a master, and as good a man, as the good old city knew.
12:24 PM Dec 25th, 2008
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Better than his word, @ did it all, and infinitely more; and to Tiny Tim, who did not die, he was a second father.
12:22 PM Dec 25th, 2008
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Trembling, @ had a momentary idea of holding @ down and calling to the people in the court for help and a strait-waistcoat.
12:15 PM Dec 25th, 2008
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Leaping from his stool, @ continued, giving @ such a dig that he staggered back.
12:10 PM Dec 25th, 2008
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And he did it; His hat was off, before he opened the door; his comforter too. He was on his stool in a jiffy; driving away with his pen.
11:50 AM Dec 25th, 2008
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But he was early at the office next morning. Oh, he had his heart set upon catching @ coming late!
11:45 AM Dec 25th, 2008
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Let him in! It is a mercy he didn’t shake his arm off. He was at home in five minutes. Nothing could be heartier.
11:45 AM Dec 25th, 2008
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In the afternoon he turned his steps towards his @’s house.
11:35 AM Dec 25th, 2008
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He had not gone far, when coming on towards him he beheld the @, who had walked into his counting-house the day before.
11:15 AM Dec 25th, 2008
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He dressed himself all in his best, and at last got out into the streets. @ regarded every one with a delighted smile.
11:10 AM Dec 25th, 2008
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The hand in which @ wrote @'s address was not a steady one. As he stood at his door, the knocker caught his eye.
11:00 AM Dec 25th, 2008
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After describing the prize Turkey hanging up at the Poulterer's one street down, @ sent the boy to fetch it. He was off like a shot.
10:55 AM Dec 25th, 2008
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“To-day!” replied the boy. “Why, Christmas Day.”
10:45 AM Dec 25th, 2008
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“What’s to-day!” cried @, calling downward to a boy in Sunday clothes, who perhaps had loitered in to look about him.
10:40 AM Dec 25th, 2008
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Running to the window, he opened it, and put out his head. No fog, no mist; Golden sunlight; Heavenly sky; sweet fresh air; merry bells.
10:35 AM Dec 25th, 2008
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Really, for a man who had been out of practice for so many years, @ had a splendid laugh. He was checked by the churchbells
10:30 AM Dec 25th, 2008
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Yes! and the bedpost was his own. The bed, the room his own. Best and happiest of all, the Time before him was his own, to make amends in!
10:05 AM Dec 25th, 2008
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