A Christmas Carol (Candlewick Edition)
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A Christmas Carol (Candlewick Edition)

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by Charles Dickens, P.J. Lynch
     
 
The celebrated P.J. Lynch captures the spirit of Dickens's beloved tale in a richly illustrated unabridged edition.

The story of Ebenezer Scrooge opens on a Christmas Eve as cold as Scrooge's own heart. That night, he receives three ghostly visitors: the terrifying spirits of Christmas Past, Present, and Yet to Come. Each takes him on a heart-stopping

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The celebrated P.J. Lynch captures the spirit of Dickens's beloved tale in a richly illustrated unabridged edition.

The story of Ebenezer Scrooge opens on a Christmas Eve as cold as Scrooge's own heart. That night, he receives three ghostly visitors: the terrifying spirits of Christmas Past, Present, and Yet to Come. Each takes him on a heart-stopping journey, yielding glimpses of Tiny Tim and Bob Cratchit, the horrifying spectres of Want and Ignorance, even Scrooge's painfully hopeful younger self. Will Scrooge's heart be opened? Can he reverse the miserable future he is forced to see? Now in an unabridged edition gloriously illustrated by the award-winning P.J. Lynch, this story's message of love and goodwill, mercy and self-redemption resonates as keenly as ever.

Editorial Reviews

Children's Literature - Carlee Hallman
Here the Christmas story that we all love is presented in its original language with artwork that captures the period and its ghostly theme. The beautiful language is once again a joy to read. Marley's Ghost warns: "Oh! . . . Not to know that any Christian spirit working kindly in its little sphere, whatever it may be, will find its mortal life too short for its vast means of usefulness." Unusual words of the period such as, negus, Cold Boiled, or bedight, may be looked up or understood in the context. The watercolor and gauche illustrations with smoky spirits and pages tinted with wash draw us into the surreal spirit world. The snowy village with hovering ghosts on the book jacket and the greenish moire book cover with the door knocker of Marley's head, immediately set the tone. This is a jewel of a book for Christmas giving and family enjoyment.

Product Details

ISBN-13:
9780763631208
Publisher:
Candlewick Press
Publication date:
09/12/2006
Pages:
160
Sales rank:
504,521
Product dimensions:
7.75(w) x 9.30(h) x 0.75(d)
Age Range:
10 - 12 Years

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MARLEY was dead: to begin with. There is no doubt whatever about that. The register of his burial was signed by the clergyman, the clerk, the undertaker, and the chief mourner. Scrooge signed it: and Scrooge's name was good upon 'Change, for anything he chose to put his hand to. Old Marley was as dead as a door-nail.

Mind! I don't mean to say that I know, of my own knowledge, what there is particularly dead about a door-nail. I might have been inclined, myself, to regard a coffin-nail as the deadest piece of ironmongery in the trade. But the wisdom of our ancestors is in the simile; and my unhallowed hands shall not disturb it, or the Country's done for. You will therefore permit me to repeat, emphatically, that Marley was as dead as a door-nail.

Scrooge knew he was dead? Of course he did. How could it be otherwise? Scrooge and he were partners for I don't know how many years. Scrooge was his sole executor, his sole administrator, his sole assign, his sole residuary legatee, his sole friend and sole mourner. And even Scrooge was not so dreadfully cut up by the sad event, but that he was an excellent man of business on the very day of the funeral, and solemnised it with an undoubted bargain.

The mention of Marley's funeral brings me back to the point I started from. There is no doubt that Marley was dead. This must be distinctly understood, or nothing wonderful can come of the story I am going to relate. If we were not perfectly convinced that Hamlet's Father died before the play began, there would be nothing more remarkable in his taking a stroll at night, in an easterly wind, upon his own ramparts, than there would be in any other middle-agedgentleman rashly turning out after dark in a breezy spot—say Saint Paul's Churchyard for instance—literally to astonish his son's weak mind.

Scrooge never painted out Old Marley's name. There it stood, years afterwards, above the warehouse door: Scrooge and Marley. The firm was known as Scrooge and Marley. Sometimes people new to the business called Scrooge Scrooge, and sometimes Marley, but he answered to both names: it was all the same to him.

Oh! but he was a tight-fisted hand at the grindstone, Scrooge! a squeezing, wrenching, grasping, scraping, clutching, covetous old sinner! Hard and sharp as flint, from which no steel had ever struck out generous fire; secret, and self-contained, and solitary as an oyster. The cold within him froze his old features, nipped his pointed nose, shrivelled his cheek, stiffened his gait; made his eyes red, his thin lips blue; and spoke out shrewdly in his grating voice. A frosty rime was on his head, and on his eyebrows, and his wiry chin. He carried his own low temperature always about with him; he iced his office in the dog-days; and didn't thaw it one degree at Christmas.

External heat and cold had little influence on Scrooge. No warmth could warm, nor wintry weather chill him. No wind that blew was bitterer than he, no falling snow was more intent upon its purpose, no pelting rain less open to entreaty. Foul weather didn't know where to have him. The heaviest rain, and snow, and hail, and sleet, could boast of the advantage over him in only one respect. They often 'came down' handsomely, and Scrooge never did.

Nobody ever stopped him in the street to say, with gladsome looks, 'My dear Scrooge, how are you? when will you come to see me?' No beggars implored him to bestow a trifle, no children asked him what it was 'oclock, no man or woman ever once in all his life inquired the way to such and such a place, of Scrooge. Even the blindmen's dogs appeared to know him; and when they saw him coming on, would tug their owners into doorways and up courts; and then would wag their tails as though they said, 'no eye at all is better than an evil eye, dark master!'

But what did Scrooge care? It was the very thing he liked. To edge his way along the crowded paths of life, warning all human sympathy to keep its distance, was what the knowing ones call 'nuts' to Scrooge.

Once upon a time—of all the good days in the year, on Christmas Eve—old Scrooge sat busy in his counting-house. It was cold, bleak, biting weather: foggy withal: and he could hear the people in the court outside, go wheezing up and down, beating their hands upon their breasts, and stamping their feet upon the pavement-stones to warm them. The city clocks had only just gone three, but it was quite dark already: it had not been light all day: and candles were flaring in the windows of the neighbouring offices, like ruddy smears upon the palpable brown air. The fog came pouring in at every chink and keyhole, and was so dense without, that although the court was of the narrowest, the houses opposite were mere phantoms. To see the dingy cloud come drooping down, obscuring everything, one might have thought that Nature lived hard by, and was brewing on a large scale.

The door of Scrooge's counting-house was open that he might keep his eye upon his clerk, who in a dismal little cell beyond, a sort of tank, was copying letters. Scrooge had a very small fire, but the clerk's fire was so very much smaller that it looked like one coal. But he couldn't replenish it, for Scrooge kept the coal-box in his own room; and so surely as the clerk came in with the shovel, the master predicted that it would be necessary for them to part. Wherefore the clerk put on his white comforter, and tried to warm himself at the candle; in which effort, not being a man of a strong imagination, he failed.

Meet the Author

Charles Dickens (1812-1870) is generally regarded as the greatest novelist of the Victorian age. His work, which includes such enduring classics as DAVID COPPERFIELD, OLIVER TWIST, and GREAT EXPECTATIONS, has enthralled readers for generations. A CHRISTMAS CAROL was an immediate success when first published on December 17, 1843, and has remained continuously in print ever since.

P.J. Lynch is one of the most talented and revered illustrators working today. He has won many awards, including the Mother Goose Award, the Irish Bisto Award twice, and the Kate Greenaway Medal twice — in 1995 for THE CHRISTMAS MIRACLE OF JONATHAN TOOMEY and again in 1998 for WHEN JESSIE CAME ACROSS THE SEA. P.J. Lynch lives in Dublin, Ireland.

Brief Biography

Date of Birth:
February 7, 1812
Date of Death:
June 18, 1870
Place of Birth:
Portsmouth, England
Place of Death:
Gad's Hill, Kent, England
Education:
Home-schooling; attended Dame School at Chatham briefly and Wellington

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A Christmas Carol Candlewick Edition) 4.3 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 20 reviews.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I have read "A Christmas Carol" every year for a number of years now. To read this unexpurgated version with these beautiful illustrations is like a cherry atop an ice cream sundae. P.J. Lynch's illustrations help to bring this tale even more to heart. I hope to pass this book on to my grandchildren. This will teach them a valuable lesson about keeping Christmas in their hearts throughout the year, and to treat evey person as a fellow traveller on life's highway.
Guest More than 1 year ago
This is a very mysterious book. And the play is great. I'd reccomend this book to ages 8-12. Yes. It is mysterious full of suspense. Actually that's what i've heard i want to read it.
Guest More than 1 year ago
What a sad world we live in if we can't appreciate a truly magical,and outstanding story! I read A CHRISTMAS CAROL every year at Christmas. How can anyone rate it to be horrible?? Is it because we have become a society of, ' if it's not a video, it's not worth the time??' Anyway, anyone who is truly a reader and does want to be challenged, this book is worth 5 stars for an excellent story. I have read parts of the other stories, in this book,and A CHRISTMAS CAROL far outshines them, if you get the premise of the story, or want to. It is outstanding!!! I did a party/evening all based on this story,and no one complained, or felt it was a horrible story, by any means. Don't waste your time on any book if you can't handle being challenged,and entertained by truly reading something with depth. But if you are a 'true reader', as all people should be, you will not be disappointed by A CHRISTMAS CAROL. It's a wonderful Christmas story for those that have the 'creative mind, not to be bored'. You can be bored with anything if you want to be. A CHRISTMAS CAROL is not a boring story. Far from it!!
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AnnieBM More than 1 year ago
A Christmas Carol is a classic. The story, the character, the telling are all Dickens at his best. What makes this edition even better are the illustrations. They are beautiful yet with the ghosts appropriately eerie. It is a beautiful edition and makes sharing the story with family fun.
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General Info. A Christmas Carol By: Charles Dickens ? Illustrated by: John Monteloene Fiction Ages: 9 and Up None Ratings I Understand the book for my age but there are very big vocabulary words. I enjoyed this book very much. Level of Enjoyment Low Medium High ???????????????? In this story Scrooge is being visited by three ghosts. The Ghost of Christmas Past, The Ghost of Christmas Present, and The Ghost of Yet to Come. The message is: Do not be greedy I like this book because it makes a snotty old rich guy into a really nice old rich guy. The author wrote this book to show what would happen to children if they don't be nice. I learn that if you're greedy and just rely on money you will be all alone. The characters do change as a result of this book. This book is fair because everybody needs a second chance. This book might be believable to young children but no it can't be believable, and this story can not happen in real life. I like the story at the end because the old man had changed. I would recommend this book to other people because it gives a message to children.