Christmas Stories

<p><strong>A Christmas Tree I have been looking on, this evening, at a merry company of children assembled round that pretty German toy, a Christmas Tree.</strong> The tree was planted in the middle of a great round table and towered high above their heads. It was brilliantly lighted by a multitude of little tapers; and everywhere sparkled and glittered with bright objects. There were rosy-cheeked dolls, hiding behind the green leaves; and there were real watches (with movable hands, at least, and an endless capacity of being wound up) dangling from innumerable twigs; there were French-polished tables, chairs, bedsteads, wardrobes, eight-day clocks and various other articles of domestic furniture (wonderfully made, in tin, at Wolverhampton), perched among the boughs, as if in preparation for some fairy housekeeping; there were jolly, broad-faced little men, much more agreeable in appearance than many real men -- and no wonder, for their heads took off, and showed them to be full of sugar-plums; there were fiddles and drums. . . .</p>

• Christmas Stories by Charles Dickens, Fiction, Short Stories, (Paperback)
• Author: Wildside Press
• ISBN: 9780809594504
• Format: Paperback
• Publication Date: 2004-03-01
• Page Count: 132