Scrooge Page #7

would be, can still be dispelled,

and they will be.

l know they will be, l know.

l don't know what to do!

l'm as light as a feather! Ha ha ha...

l'm as happy as a ...

l'm as happy as an angel!

l'm as ... merry as a school boy!

l'm as giddy...

as a drunken man, l never...

A Merry Christmas, Ebenezer!

you old humbug!

And a Happy New Year!

... as if you deserved it!

Aaah! !

- Merry Christmas, Mrs. Dilbur!

Same to you, Sir.

- Well thank you, thank you, thank you.

And many, many of them ...

- Aaaaaah!

Aaah! Likewise! ...

Look, Mrs. Dilbur!

there in the corner is where

the Spirit of Christmas Present sat.

And there's the door where

Jacob Marley's ghost came through.

And there's the window where l saw

the wandering spirit.

lt's right! lt's true!

lt all happened! Oh l ...

I don't know what day of the

month it is ...

l don't know how long

l've been amongst the spirits, l ...

l don't know anything.

l never did know anything.

But now l know

that l don't know anything!

l don't know anything.

l never did know anything.

But now l know that l don't know

all the Christmas morning.

l must stand on my head.

l must stand on my head!

Aaaah! ! Aaaah, aah, ahahh! ! ! !

Come back, come back!

Aaaah! ! Aaaaah!

Come back, come back, Mrs. Dilbur!

Aaaah! ! Aaaah, aah, ahahh! ! ! !

Shhh, please, please, Mrs. Dilbur.

l am not mad.

Even if l do this.

Aaah! !

Don't be violent, Mr. Scrooge, Sir.

You'll force me to scream

for the beetle!

The beetle, madam, ha!

A fig for the beetle.

A guinea?

What for?

l'll give you one guess.

To keep me mouth shut?

- Hmm?

To keep your mouth shut.

Oh no,!

No, no, no, Mrs. Dilbur.

lt's for a Christmas present.

A Christmas present?

For me?

Of course, for you!

A Merry Merry Christmas.

Dear Mrs. Dilbur, oh...

how much do l pay you?

2 shillings a week.

- What? 2 shillings?

lt's forthwith raised to 10!

10 shillings a week, here!

You're sure, you don't

want to see a doctor?

A doctor? Certainly not!

Nor the undertaker! Ha!

Now off you go and enjoy yourself.

Like a good girl.

Bob's your uncle! Ha ha

Merry Christmas, Mr. Scrooge!

ln keeping with the situation!

Oh, the bells, the merry merry bells!

Oh, what a beautiful morning.

Hello there! Hello you!

You boy! You!

Who me?

- Yes, you!

Do you know the butcher's

in the next street but one?

l should hope so.

lntelligent boy,

remarkable boy.

Tell me, have they sold the prize

turkey that was hanging there?

Not the little turkey, the big one?

The one as big as me?!

Yes!

What a delightful boy.

Yes, my buck, the one as big as you.

- lt's hanging there still.

ls it?!

Very well then, go and buy it.

Won't occur!

No, no, no, wait a minute!

Wait a minute!

l'm in earnest.

Tell the butcher to bring it here,

and l'll give him the name of

the party he's to send it to.

Come back with the butcher

and l'll give you a shilling.

Come back in less than five minutes

and l'll give you half a crown!

An enchanting boy.

l'll send it to Bob Cratchit!

That's what l'll do. He'll never

dream where it came from!

Now let me see,

l must have a label.

Label, label, label, label, label.

Label, label!

Label.

lt's twice the size of tiny Tim!

Mr. Robert Cratchit, 2 Porter Street,

Camden Town.

That's you Robert, least ways there's

no one else l know of.

l think l know who sent it.

- Who??

Mr. Scrooge.

Oh dear, oh dear, whatever made

you think it might be him?

l don't know, l just think it.

What would make Mr. Scrooge take

such leave of his senses suddenly?

Christmas.

"ln Scarlet Town where l was born,"

"There was a fair maid dwelling;"

"Made every youth cry Well-a-day,"

"Her name was Barbara Allen."

"All in the merry month of May,"

"When green buds they were swelling;"

"Young Jimmy Grove on his deathbed lay,"

"For love of Barb'ra Allen."

"So slowly, slowly she came up,"

"And slowly she came nigh him,"

"And all she said when there she came: "

"Young man, l think..."

Uncle Ebenezer!

Fred, is it too late to accept

your invitation to dinner?

Too late? l'm delighted, delighted!

My dear, look who it is!

Can you forgive a pig-headed old fool

for having no eyes to see with,

no ears to hear with,

all these years?

Yes, you dear Uncle.

You've made Fred so happy.

Oh, bless you!

Dennis, ... polka.

Bravo, Uncle Scrooge!

Bravo!

Come on everybody.

Everybody!

Cratchit!

You're late.

Sir.

What do you mean by coming

in here this time of day, hmm?

l'm very sorry, Sir.

l am behind my time, Sir.

You are indeed!

Step this way, Mr. Cratchit, please.

lt's only once a year, Sir.

lt won't be repeated.

l was making rather

merry yesterday, Sir.

l'm sure you were.

Well we won't beat about

the bush, my friend.

l'm not going to stand this sort

of thing any longer.

Which leaves me no alternative

but to raise your salary.

Oh, l haven't taken leave

of my senses, Bob.

l've come to them.

From now on,

l want to try to help you

to raise that family of yours.

lf you'll let me.

Well, we'll talk it over later, Bob,

over a bowl of hot punch, hmm?

Meanwhile, you just go and

put some coal on that fire.

You go straight out and

buy a new coal scuttle.

Yes, you do that before

you dot another 'i', Bob Cratchit!

Oh, l don't deserve to be so happy.

But l can't help it.

l just can't help it.

Scrooge was better than his word.

He became as good a friend,

as good a master,

and as good a man as the

good old city ever knew.

Or any other good old city, town,

or borough in the good old world.

And to tiny Tim, who lived

and got well again,

he became a second father.

- Uncle Scrooge!

And it was always said that he knew

how to keep Christmas well,

if any man alive possessed

the knowledge.

May that be truly said of us,

and all of us.

And so,

as tiny Tim observed,

God bless us, ...

every one.

"Sleep in heavenly peace,"

"Sleep in heavenly peace."

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