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A CHRISTMAS CAROL; OR, THE MISER'S WARNING!
BY C. Z. BARNETT,
NEW YORK | LONDON SAMUEL FRENCH | SAMUEL FRENCH, LTD. PUBLISHER | 26 SOUTHAMPTON STREET 25 WEST 45TH STREET | STRAND
PRICE 75 CENTS.
Nothing is really private any more--not even pajamas and bedtime stories. No one will object to Nancy's private affair being made public, and it would be impossible to interest the theatre public in a more ingenious plot. Nancy is one of those smart, sophisticated society women who wants to win back her husband from a baby vamp. Just how this is accomplished makes for an exceptionally pleasant evening. Laying aside her horn-rimmed spectacles, she pretends indifference and affects a mysterious interest in other men. Nancy baits her rival with a bogus diamond ring, makes love to her former husband's best friend, and finally tricks the dastardly rival into a marriage with someone else.
Mr. Fagan has studded his story with jokes and retorts that will keep any audience in a constant uproar.
PRICE 75 CENTS.
A CHRISTMAS CAROL; OR, THE MISER'S WARNING!
BY C. Z. BARNETT,
NEW YORK | LONDON SAMUEL FRENCH | SAMUEL FRENCH, LTD. PUBLISHER | 26 SOUTHAMPTON STREET 25 WEST 45TH STREET | STRAND
DRAMATIS PERSONAE.
Ebenezer Scrooge, the Miser Mr. R. Honner Frank Freeheart, his Nephew Mr. J. T. Johnson Mr. Cheerly Mr. Hawkins Mr. Heartly Mr. Green Bob Cratchit, Scrooge's Clerk Mr. Vale Dark Sam Mr. Stilt
CHARACTERS IN THE DREAM.
First produced at the Royal Surrey Theatre, Feb. 5th, 1844.
COSTUME.
SCROOGE--Brown old-fashioned coat, tea colour breeches, double-breasted white waistcoat. 2nd.--Dressing gown and slippers.
FRANK--Private dress.
MR. CHEERLY--Blue coat, cord breeches, and gaiters.
MR. HEARTLY--Green coat, black breeches, top boots.
BOB CRATCHIT--Black old-fashioned coat, black trousers.
DARK SAM--Dark green shooting coat and breeches, ragged. Second dress--Shabby black coat.
EUSTON--Shabby private clothes.
MR. FEZZIWIG--Black coat, black breeches, double-breasted waistcoat, and striped stockings.
MARLEY'S GHOST--Slate coloured coat, waistcoat, and pantaloons, black boots, white frill, white band.
CHRISTMAS PAST--White dress trimmed with summer flowers, rich belt, fleshings and sandals.
CHRISTMAS PRESENT--Long green robe, trimmed with ermine, flesh body and legs, wreath round head.
CHRISTMAS TO COME--Very long black gown.
TINY TIM--Blue jacket and trousers.
ALL THE LADIES--Modern dresses.
A CHRISTMAS CAROL.
SCROOGE. Bob--Bob, we shall be obliged to part. You'll ruin me in coals!
BOB. Ruin you--with such a fire in such weather! I've been trying to warm myself by the candle for the last half hour, but not being a man of strong imagination, failed.
SCR. Hark! I think I hear some one in the office. Go--see who it is.
BOB. Marley's dead--his late partner is dead as a door nail! If he was to follow him, it wouldn't matter much.
Old covetous! He's worse than the rain and snow. They often come down, and handsomely too, but Scrooge never does!
Come, then, what right have you to be dismal! What reason have you to be morose? You're rich enough.
SCR. Bah! humbug!
FRANK. Don't be cross, uncle.
SCR. What else can I be, when I live in such a world of fools as this? Merry Christmas! 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, and not an hour richer. If I could work my will, every idiot who goes about with merry Christmas on his lips should be boiled with his own pudding, and buried with a stake of holly through his heart--he should!
FRANK. Uncle!
SCR. Nephew, keep Christmas in your own way, and let me keep it in mine.
FRANK. Keep it! But you don't keep it.
SCR. Let me leave it alone, then. Much good may it do you. Much good it has ever done you.
FRANK. There are many things from which I might have derived good by which I have not profited, I dare say, Christmas among the rest, but I am sure I have always thought of Christmas time, when it has come round, as a good time--a kind, forgiving, charitable, pleasant time; the only time I know of, in the long calendar of the year, when men and women seem by one consent to open their shut up hearts freely, and to think of people below them as if they really were fellow passengers to the grave, and not another race of creatures bound on other journeys, and, therefore, uncle, though it has not put a scrap of gold or silver in my pocket, I believe that it has done me good, and will do me good, and I say, Heaven bless it!
BOB. Beautiful--beautiful!
BOB. He growls like a bear with a sore head!
SCR. You're quite a powerful speaker. I wonder you don't go into Parliament.
FRANK. Don't be angry. Come--dine with me to-morrow.
FRANK. But why not?
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