A Christmas Carol

by: Charles Dickens
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Stave Five: The End of It

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“I don’t know what to do!” cried Scrooge, laughing and crying in the same breath…. “I am as light as a feather, I am as happy as an angel, I am as merry as school-boy. I am as giddy as a drunken man. A merry Christmas to everybody! A happy New Year to all the world!”

2

Do you know whether they’ve sold the prize Turkey that was hanging up there?—Not the little prize Turkey: the big one? . . . Go and buy it. . . . I am in earnest. Go and buy it, and tell ‘em to bring it here, that I may give them the directions 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!

3

In the afternoon he turned his steps towards his nephew’s house. He passed the door a dozen time, before he had the courage to go up and knock. But he made a dash, and did it…. “It’s I. Your uncle Scrooge. I have come to dinner. Will you let me in, Fred?” Let him in! It is a mercy he didn’t shake his arm off. He was at home in five minutes.

4

“Now, I’ll tell you what, my friend,” said Scrooge. “I am not going to stand this sort of thing any longer. And therefore… and therefore I am about to raise your salary!... A merry Christmas, Bob!... A merrier Christmas, Bob, my good fellow, than I have given you for many a year! I’ll raise your salary, and endeavor to assist your struggling family.…” Scrooge was better than his word. He did it all, and infinitely more; and to Tiny Tim, who did not die, he was a second father. He became as good a friend, as good a master, and as good a man, as the good old city knew….