The Ghost of Christmas Present

Scrooge's niece played well upon the harp, and played, among other tunes, a simple little air, a mere nothing. When this strain of music sounded, all the things that ghost had shown him came upon his mind. He softened more and more and thought that if he could have listened to it often years ago, he might have cultivated the kindnesses of life for his own happiness with his own hands. For it is good to be children some times, and never better than at christmas, when its mighty founder was a child himself. The way he went after that plump sister in the lace tucker was an outrage on the credulity of human nature,. knocking