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The merry bakers at relevant radio present. Merry gentlemen, let nothing you dismay Remember Christ our Savior. Episode 24 Christmas Day to save us all from Satan's calling We were gone astray O tidings of comfort and joy Comfort and joy.
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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, desperate 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.
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It is. It is my own bed. My old bedpost. My curtains.
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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.
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I will live in the past, the present, and the future. 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.
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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.
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They are not torn down. They are not torn down. Rings and all. They are here. I am here. The shadows of the things that would have been may be dispelled. They will be. I know they will.
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His hands were busy with his garments all this time, turning them inside out, putting them on upside down, tearing them, mislaying them, making them parties to every kind of extravagance and making a perfect lacun of himself with his stockings.
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I don't know what to do. I'm as light as a feather. I'm as happy as an angel. I'm as merry as a schoolboy. I'm as giddy as a drunken man. Oh, a merry Christmas to everybody. A happy new Year to all the world. Hello here. Whoop. Hello. Ha ha.
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He had frisked into the sitting room and was now standing there perfectly winded.
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There's the saucepan that the gruel was in. And there's the door by which the ghost of Jacob Marley entered. There's the corner where the ghost of Crispr's present sat. There's the window where I saw the wandering spirits. It's all right. It's all true. It all happened, Really.
- [03:04]
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For a man who had been out of practice for so many years, it was a splendid laugh. A most illustrious laugh. The father Of a long, long line of brilliant laughs.
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I don't know what day of the month it is. I don't know how long I've been among the spirits. I don't know anything. I'm quite a baby. Never mind. I don't care. I'd rather be a baby. Hello. Whoop. Hello.
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Here he was, checked in his transports by the church's ringing out of the lustiest peals he had ever heard. Clash, clang, hammer, ding, dong bell, bell dong ding hammer, clang, clang, clash. Oh, glorious, Glorious. Running to the window, he opened it and put out his head. No fog, no mist. Clear, bright, jovial, stirring. Cold, cold piping for the blood to dance to. Golden sunlight, heavenly sky, sweet fresh air, Merry bells. Oh, glorious. Glorious.
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There's a good lad down on the street below. He looks as if he's dressed in his Sunday best. Hello, boy. What's today? Eh? What's today, my fine fellow? Today? Why, Christmas Day. It's Christmas Day. I haven't missed it. The spirits have done it all in one night. Well, they can do anything they like. Of course they can. Of course they can. Hello, my fine fellow. Hello. Do you know the poulterers in the next street but one at the corner? I should hope I did. An intelligent boy. A remarkable boy. Do you know whether they've sold the prize turkey that was hanging up there and not the little prize turkey, the big one. What? The one as big as me? What a delightful boy. It's a pleasure to talk to him. Yes, my buck, it's hanging there now. Is it? Go and buy it. Buy it? Walker, you're pulling me leg. No, no, no. I am in earnest. Go and buy it and tell him to bring it here that I may give them the direction where to take it. Come back with the man and I'll give you a shilling. Come back with him in less than five minutes and I'll give you half a crown. Yes, sir. I'll be back in three. I'll send it to Bob Cratchitz. He shan't know who sends it. It's twice the size of Tiny Tim. Joe Miller never made such a joke as sending it to Bob's. Will be. Where is the paper? Hello. Here we are. I'll write down the address where they shall take the turkey. My hands. They won't stop shaking. But shake away. I don't care. They'll have to read it anyhow. Oh. Oh. Where is that wonderful boy, that intelligent boy? Three minutes. Well, no matter. He'll have half a crown Anyway. Ah, the knocker. The wonderful door knocker. Jacob Marley, may your soul be at rest. I have never had, nor ever shall have, a better friend than thee. Thank ye, Jacob. Thank. Yeah, I shall love it as long as I live. I scarcely ever looked at it before. What an honest expression it has in its face. It's a wonderful knocker. Here's the boy. Here's the turkey. Hello.
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Whoop.
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How are you? Merry Christmas. Here's the turkey, sir. And here's the butcher, sir. Yes, sir. Mighty strange to be cold here, sir. But the boy said. How are you, good sir. Merry Christmas to you both. What a turkey. Why, he could stand upon his own legs. But you two, it's impossible to carry that to Camden Town. You must have a cab. Cabby. Cab.
- [07:07]
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The chuckle with which he said this and the chuckle with which he paid for the turkey, and the chuckle with which he paid for the cab and the chuckle with which he recompensed the boy were only to be exceeded by the chuckle with which he sat down breathless in his chair again and chuckled till he cried. Shaving was not an easy task, for his hand continued to shake very much. And shaving requires attention even when you don't dance while you're at it. But if he had cut the end of his nose off, he would have put a piece of sticking plaster over it and been quite satisfied. He dressed himself all in his best and at last got out into the streets. The people were by this time pouring forth as he had seen them with the Ghost of Christmas Present. And walking with his hands behind him, Scrooge regarded every one with a delighted smile. He looked so irresistibly pleasant, in a word, that three or four good humored fellows said, good morning, sir. A Merry Christmas to you. And Scrooge often said afterwards that of all the blithe sounds he had ever heard, those were the blithest in his ears.
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