Victorian Era Prject

Ahira Yanez

British Lit II

242 – 872AC

Jane Lucas

April 30, 2020

December 22, 1812

9:00 p.m 

Dear Diary,

Bah Humbug! Humbug to Christmas humbug to charity humbug to all things poor enough to get my money and well earned wages and not in exchange receive the work and toil of the workhouse! They expect to get my well earned wages and food just to sustain their lives for one stinking day, and that ungrateful clerk Bob Chratchet he expects two!!! lumps of coal and a day off A DAY OFF! Back in my day if you couldn’t pay up it was jail and death for you. So when two lokle men came in asking for my wages I stated my reply ”let them die and decrease the current population” of course I regret it now, less peasants mean less tax for me to collect! haha. I hate Christmas for one reason and one reason only, everyone is merry but they give without reason and expect others to do their work and follow them in what I call madness.

December 23,1812

8:00 p.m.

Dear Diary, 

Later in the eve my clerk asked for the day off on Christmas. He begged and I gave it to him, the ungrateful little soul he is wanting to take time off, taking 15 shillings a day for very little work. Even later a little bit after dark two finely dressed men came into my counting house asking for a donation to help feed families and provide them warmth on Christmas. I told them off with a “Bah Humbug” as well. This Christmas Eve I am liking myself more and more as the day putters along and I gain ever precious wealth. Christmas will be coming in a few days bah humbug! 

December 24, 1812 

7:00 p.m. 

Dear Diary,

Why this morning my nephew came forth and uttered “come uncle follow me in merriment and enjoy a spot of Christmas dinner with the famille”of course I replied “let me have Christmas in my way and let you have it in yours.”I was walking home one fogy Christmas Eve and my partner, the late Jacob Marley,  appeared in the place of my door nob, it startled me and I fled in through the door way.Later that night as the bell yonder struck twelve I heard a series of deep hollow footsteps as if someone was striking a drum. Then I saw like a beast rising from the deep Marley’s tall strong profile confronted me as a lion confronts its prey before pouncing. He stood in the doorway as he stated that during the night three spectres shall come and make me repent my ways. I did not reply as I was in a state of shock. I expect I will get a bigger one later though.

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