Let it snowe wrote:
On 12/26/2014 11:40 PM, Wayne.B wrote:


http://nypost.com/2014/12/25/plane-passenger-tossed-after-angry-reaction-to-merry-christmas/


We were at the nation's oldest settlement riding the trolly and looking
at 3 million Christmas lights. The revellers we passed must have known
that the local scrooge had left the area about eleven years ago. Our
driver got us to shout out "Merry Christmas" to everyone we passed on the
street on Christmas night. Almost everyone smiled and returned the gesture.
THE CHRISTMAS SPIRIT LIVES.

Who was the local Scrooge? Do you know the meaning of the name as Dickens
used it?
"Oh! But he was a tight-fisted hand at the grind-stone, 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."


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