New Orleans daily crescent. [volume] ([New Orleans, La.]) 1851-1866, 1852-12-25

may he have it, nevertheless Uncle ScroorA
Uncle Scrooge had imperceptibly becom \
gay and light of heart that he would
pledged the unconscious company in return,
thanked. them in an audible speech, if theG
had given him time. But the whole scenes Z
ed of in the breath of the last word spoke
his nephew; and he and the Spirit were II
upon their travels s&I n
Much they saw, and far they went, andy
homes they visited, but always with
END. The Spirit stood beside sick bedlll
they We're cheerful; on foreign lands, and
, We're close at home; by struggling mem
'ney were patient in their greater hopf
poverty, and it was rich, In almsbousei Nv
pital and Jail, in misery's every refuge. a
vain man in his little brief AUTHORITY haiiiY
made fast the door, and barred the SpirRi
cepts. s'i' A''ioOs'
1t was a long night, if it were n night.
SGrooge had ms doubts of this, because
Christmas Holidays appeared tn no coma,
into the space of time they passed tooe eu
was strange, too, that while Scroooe rarn ~
unaltered in his outward form, the Ghost
older, clearly older. Scrooge had observe
change, but never spoke of it, until thew w
children's Twelfth Night party, when. IL
at the Spirit as they stood together in mi
place, he noticed that its hair was gray
Are spirits lives so short !" asked ScroS
My life upon this globe is very briefy 4
Piled the Ghost. 9" 1t ends tonight" ~.
+" To-night ~ cried Scrooge. ~
Tonight at midnight Hank! The IN AZ
drawing near
The chimes were ringing the three-quais
past eleven at that moment.
Forgive me if am not justified in wbah
ask" said Scrooge, looking intently ut II
Spirits robe. "but see something strange, al
not belonging to yourself, protruding from vo1
skirts Is it foot or a claw %
''lt might be % claw, for the flesh there
upon it," was the Spirits sorrowful renli
"Look here"
From the foldings of its robe it brought tv
children, wretched, abject, frightful, 6idiou
miserable. They knelt at its feet, and clun
upon the outside of its garment
''Oh, Man look here. Look, look down here
exclaimed the Ghost.
There were boy and girl Yellow, meagrl
ragged, scowling, wolfsh; but prostrate too.
their humility. Where graceful youth Shout
have filled their features out and touched NM
| with its fresh tnts, stale and shrivelled haui
like that of age, had pinched and twisted thee
and pulled them into shreds. Where ansei
might have sat enthroned devils, lurked, a
glared out menacingly. No change, no degradz
ton, no perversion Of humanity, in any grad
through all the mysteries of wonderful creatdi
has monsters half so horrible and dread.
! Scrooge started back, appalled,. Having ths.
shown to him in this way, he tried to say iii
were fine children, but the words choked thedk'
| selves, rather than be parties to a lie of sud
| enormous magnitude
Spirit are they yours % scrooge could j
no more
They are Mans" said the Spirit, lookiI
down upon them. " And they cling to me, a
pealing from their fathers. This boy is gt
rance. This girl is Want Beware of the
both, and all of their degree, but most of all Il
ware this boy, for on his brow see that writ,
which is Doom, unless the writing be erasd
Deny it p' cried the Spirit, stretching out
hand toward the city. ISLANDER those vi
tell it We! Admit it for your factious purposss
and make it worse Apd bide the end p
g Have they no refuge or resource - crss
! Serooge
''Are there no prisons :" said the Spirit, tui (
| ing on him for the last time with his own wors.
Are there no work houses -
| The bell struck twelve.
| Scoorge looked about him for the Ghost, a.
| saw it not. As the last note ceased to yibraE
| he remembered the prediction of old Jacob Ma,
ley, and lifting up his eyes, beheld Phanto6
draped and hooded, coming, like q mist aloS
the ground, towards him.