Old Christmas

Old Christmas

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by Washington Irving

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The book contains 120 illustrations by Randolph Caldecott and established him as the premier book illustrator of the 19th century. Jack Langstaff, folklorist and founder of "The Revels," contributes an enlightening introduction.
— George Dawson (gdawson@capecod.net)


From the Publisher
The book contains 120 illustrations by Randolph Caldecott and established him as the premier book illustrator of the 19th century. Jack Langstaff, folklorist and founder of "The Revels," contributes an enlightening introduction.
— George Dawson (gdawson@capecod.net)

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Library Journal
Irving's 1875 volume of English Christmas traditions preceded Dickens' A Christmas Carol by more than 20 years. This edition also sports 120 black-and-white drawings from the original printing. Libraries would do well to start their Christmas shopping early with this handsomely illustrated volume.

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There is nothing in England that exercises a more delightful spell over my imagination than the lingerings of the holiday customs and rural games of former times. They recall the pictures my fancy used to draw in the May morning of life, when as yet I only knew the world through books, and believed it to be all that poets had painted it; and they bring with them the flavour of those honest days of yore, in which, perhaps with equal fallacy, I am apt to think the world was more home-bred, social, and joyous than at present. I regret to say that they are daily growing more and more faint, being gradually worn away by time, but still more obliterated by modern fashion. They resemble those picturesque morsels of Gothic architecture which we see crumbling in various parts of the country, partly dilapidated by the waste of ages, and partly lost in the additions and alterations of latter days. Poetry, however, clings with cherishing fondness about the rural game and holiday revel, from which it has derived so many of its themes,--as the ivy winds its rich foliage about the Gothic arch and mouldering tower, gratefully repaying their support by clasping together their tottering remains, and, as it were, embalming them in verdure.

Of all the old festivals, however, that of Christmas awakens the strongest and most heartfelt associations. There is a tone of solemn and sacred feeling that blends with our conviviality, and lifts the spirit to a state of hallowed and elevated enjoyment. The services of the church about this season are extremely tender and inspiring. They dwell on the beautiful story of the origin of our faith, and the pastoral scenes that accompanied itsannouncement. They gradually increase in fervour and pathos during the season of Advent, until they break forth in full jubilee on the morning that brought peace and good-will to men. I do not know a grander effect of music on the moral feelings than to hear the full choir and the pealing organ performing a Christmas anthem in a cathedral, and filling every part of the vast pile with triumphant harmony.

It is a beautiful arrangement, also derived from days of yore, that this festival, which commemorates the announcement of the religion of peace and love, has been made the season for gathering together of family connections, and drawing closer again those bands of kindred hearts which the cares and pleasures and sorrows of the world are continually operating to cast loose; of calling back the children of a family who have launched forth in life, and wandered widely asunder, once more to assemble about the paternal hearth, that rallying-place of the affections, there to grow young and loving again among the endearing mementoes of childhood.

There is something in the very season of the year that gives a charm to the festivity of Christmas. At other times we derive a great portion of our pleasures from the mere beauties of nature. Our feelings sally forth and dissipate themselves over the sunny landscape, and we "live abroad and everywhere." The song of the bird, the murmur of the stream, the breathing fragrance of spring, the soft voluptuousness of summer, the golden pomp of autumn; earth with its mantle of refreshing green, and heaven with its deep delicious blue and its cloudy magnificence, all fill us with mute but exquisite delight, and we revel in the luxury of mere sensation. But in the depth of winter, when nature lies despoiled of every charm, and wrapped in her shroud of sheeted snow, we turn for our gratifications to moral sources. The dreariness and desolation of the landscape, the short gloomy days and darksome nights, while they circumscribe our wanderings, shut in our feelings also from rambling abroad, and make us more keenly disposed for the pleasures of the social circle. Our thoughts are more concentrated; our friendly sympathies more aroused, we feel more sensibly the charm of each other's society, and are brought more closely together by dependence on each other for enjoyment. Heart calleth unto heart; and we draw our pleasures from the deep wells of living kindness, which lie in the quiet recesses of our bosoms: and which when resorted to, furnish forth the pure element of domestic felicity.

The pitchy gloom without makes the heart dilate on entering the room filled with the glow and warmth of the evening fire. The ruddy blaze diffuses an artificial summer and sunshine through the room, and lights up each countenance into a kindlier welcome. Where does the honest face of hospitality expand into a broader and more cordial smile--where is the shy glance of love more sweetly eloquent--than by the winter fireside? and as the hollow blast of wintry wind rushes through the hall, claps the distant door, whistles about the casement, and rumbles down the chimney, what can be more grateful than that feeling of sober and sheltered security with which we look around upon the comfortable chamber and the scene of domestic hilarity?

The English, from the great prevalence of rural habits throughout every class of society, have always been fond of those festivals and holidays which agreeably interrupt the stillness of country life; and they were, in former days, particularly observant of the religious and social rites of Christmas. It is inspiring to read even the dry details which some antiquarians have given of the quaint humours, the burlesque pageants, the complete abandonment to mirth and good-fellowship with which this festival was celebrated. It seemed to throw open every door, and unlock every heart. It brought the peasant and the peer together, and blended all ranks in one warm generous flow of joy and kindness. The old halls of castles and manor-houses resounded with the harp and the Christmas carol, and their ample boards groaned under the weight of hospitality. Even the poorest cottage welcomed the festive season with green decorations of bay and holly--the cheerful fire glanced its rays through the lattice, inviting the passenger to raise the latch, and join the gossip knot huddled around the hearth, beguiling the long evening with legendary jokes and oft-told Christmas tales.

Meet the Author

Washington Irving Was born in New York City in 1783. He lived in the United States, England, and Spain (where he served as an American diplomatic attache). A prolific author, Irving wrote "The Sketch Book of Geoffrey Crayon, Gent., Diedrich Knickerbocker's History of New York, The Alhambra, " and biographies of George Washington and Christopher Columbus, among other works. He is best remembered, however, for his two most famous stories, "The Legend of Sleepy Hollow" and "Rip Van Winkle."

Randolph Caldecott (1846-86) was born in Chester, England, the son of a hatter. While still a child he showed his talent for drawing, modelling and carving, but he started his working life as a bank clerk before going to the Manchester School of Art at the age of twenty-one. He moved to London in search of commissions and produced drawings and cartoons for newspapers and journals before his first success with a set of one hundred and twenty drawings for Washington Irving's "Old Christmas" in 1876. It was his idea to produce a series of 'Toy Books' (picture books of a uniform size printed in colour), and this became the subject of the famous collaboration between the artist and the printer/engraver Edmund Evans. The first two - "The House that Jack Built" and "The Diverting History of John Gilpin" - were published in time for Christmas 1878 and the first printing of 10,000 copies sold out quickly. 'The very essence of all illustration for children's books', said" The Times" on Christmas Eve.
During the next seven years, Caldecott produced fourteen more Toy Books, illustrating nursery rhymes and songs with the interpretive skill that makes him such an important figure in the British picturebook tradition. He died, comparatively young, in St. Augustine, Florida.

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Old Christmas 3.5 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 11 reviews.
Guest More than 1 year ago
Old Christmas by Washington Irving helped shaped Christmas that we all know and love. Irving along with Dickens introduced to the public Christmas traditions that sporead the popularity of the holiday. In Old Christmas Irving writes about his visit to the fictional Bracebridge family estate in Shropshire England some time after the battle of Waterloo. This is a great read, though the first chapter can be a little difficult but after that I found it to be a fun and quick read. The illustrations by Randolph Caldcott are wonderful and complements the story.
Guest More than 1 year ago
I don't have this particular edition, but 'Old Christmas' by Washington Irving is a delightful excerpt from 'The Sketch Book,' written around 1820. The narrator travels in Yorkshire and enjoys a family Christmas which features all the good old-fashioned 17th and 18th century English foods and entertainments. Most enjoyable to re-read annually as a reminder of how Christmas was celebrated in the old days.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I love Old Christmas, but this particular edition looks terrible on nook. I can hardly read the print and all of the illustrations are blurred. A cheap edition not even worth the one dollar I paid.
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dragonsscape More than 1 year ago
Have you ever wondered how Christmas would've been celebrated on an old English country estate? Welcome to Bracebridge Hall ~~ & a holiday done the old fashioned way ~~ with roaring fires, yule logs, mulled cider, games,plenty of good food, & a collection of the merriest folks you ever spent time with. For that is exactly what you do in Washington Irving's "Old Christmas". And a devilish jovial time 'tis, t'be sure. Bracebridge Hall is decked out for the holidays in all its old fashioned English finery. So, accept their hearty invitation, make yourself comfortable & enjoy the warmest, merriest Christmas you've ever spent. And, mind you, once you sample the wonders of such a holiday, you'll always return for another holiday visit.
Guest More than 1 year ago
This a cheap knock-off of an edition of this title published by Chapman Billies a few years ago & which B&N had a superstore distribution.ISBN 0939218151 It is still available. Even the trade reviews listed above are for this earlier publication. Caveat emptor