Time was with most of us, when christmas day, encircling all our limited world like a magic ring, left nothing out for us to miss or seek; bound together all our home enjoyments, affections, and hopes; grouped everything and everyone round the christmas fire, and make the little picture shining in our bright young eyes, complete.
Out upon merry christmas! what's christmas time to you but a time for paying bills without money; a time for finding yourself a year older, but not an hour richer...? if i could work my will," said scrooge indignantly, "every idiot who goes about with 'merry christmas' upon his lips should be boiled with his won pudding, and buried with a stake of holly through his heart. he should!
And if it happened to be a christmas-night when the great bell seemed to rattle in its throat as it called the faithful to the midnight mass, there was such an indescribable air of life spread over the sombre facade that the great door-way looked as if it were swallowing the entire crowd, and the rose-window staring at them.