Christmas Stories from "Household Words" and "All the Year Round" |
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ANDREW LANG arms asked beautiful Bebelle began bless boat Boots bright eyes called Captain Carton Captain Jorgan Charker child Chops Christian George King Christmas Christopher Columbus cried dark dead dear Dickens door Englishman eyes face father fellows fire gate gentleman Golden Mary Gretna Green hair hand head heard heart Hermit hour Kitty knew lady landlord legs live looked Luggage Madame Bouclet Magsman married Master Harry mind Miss Griffin Miss Kimmeens Miss Kitty Miss Maryon Miss Pupford Mopes morning mother never night Odd Girl Old Cheeseman Pirates Poor Travellers portmanteau pretty Raybrock Richard Watts round Sambo says Cobbs seen Sergeant Drooce sleep sloop stood story Taunton tell thing thought Tinker told took trees Tregarthen turned voice walk Walmers window words young fisherman
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Page 90 - ... distance, and struck off to find them. They were playing near one of the old gates of the City, at the corner of a wonderfully quaint row of redbrick tenements, which the clarionet obligingly informed me were inhabited by the Minor-Canons.
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Page 29 - ONCE upon a time, a good many years ago, there was a traveller, and he set out upon a journey. It was a magic journey, and was to seem very long when he began it, and very short when he got half way through.
Page 281 - I was taken home, and there was Debt at home as well as Death, and we had a sale there. My own little bed was so superciliously looked upon by a Power unknown to me, hazily called "The Trade...
Page 233 - The public always turned it, as a regular rule, into Chopski. In the line he was called Chops; partly on that account, and partly because his real name, if he ever had any real name (which was very dubious), was Stakes. He was a un-common small man, he really was. Certainly not so small as he was made out to be, but where is your Dwarf as is? He was a most uncommon small man, with a most uncommon large Ed; and what he had inside that Ed, nobody ever knowed but himself: even supposin...
Page 92 - I came to the village, and the churchyard where the dead had been quietly buried, " in the sure and certain hope " which Christmas time inspired. What children could I see at play, and not be loving of, recalling who had loved them ! No garden that I passed was out of unison with the day, for I remembered that the tomb was in a garden, and that " she, supposing him to be the gardener," had said, " Sir, if thou have borne him hence, tell me where thou hast laid him, and I will take him away.
Page 92 - ... sparkle everywhere, I felt as if all Nature shared in the joy of the great Birthday. Going through the woods, the softness of my tread upon the mossy ground and among the brown leaves enhanced the Christmas sacredness by which I felt surrounded. As the whitened stems environed me, I thought how the Founder of the time had never raised his benignant hand, save to bless and heal, except in the case of one unconscious tree. By Cobham Hall, I came to the village, and the churchyard where the dead...
Page 62 - Eve, that I stood reading this inscription over the quaint old door in question. I had been wandering about the neighbouring Cathedral, and had seen the tomb of Richard Watts, with the effigy of worthy Master Richard starting out of it like a ship's figure-head...
Page xiii - An angel, speaking to a group of shepherds in a field ; some travellers, with eyes uplifted, following a star; a baby in a manger; a child in a spacious temple, talking with grave men; a solemn figure, with a mild and beautiful face, raising a dead girl by the hand ; again, near a city gate, calling back the son of a widow, on his bier, to life; a crowd of people looking through the opened roof of a chamber where he sits, and letting down a sick person on a bed, with ropes; the same, in a tempest,...
Page 66 - As I am not easily baulked in a design when I am set upon it, I urged to the good lady that this was Christmas Eve ; that Christmas comes but once a year — which is unhappily too true, for when it begins to stay with us the whole year round, we shall make this earth a very different place...