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John Peerybingle, a carrier, lives with his young wife Dot, their baby boy and their nanny Tilly Slowboy. A cricket chirps on the hearth and acts as a guardian angel to the family. One day a mysterious elderly stranger comes to visit and takes up lodging at Peerybingle's house for a few days.The life of the Peerybingles intersects with that of Caleb Plummer, a poor toymaker employed by the miser Mr. Tackleton. Caleb has a blind daughter Bertha, and a son Edward, who travelled to South America and is thought to be dead.The miser Tackleton is now on the eve of marrying Edward's sweetheart, May, but she does not love Tackleton. Tackleton tells John Peerybingle that his wife Dot has cheated on him, and shows him a clandestine scene in which Dot embraces the mysterious lodger; the latter, who is in disguise, is actually a much younger man than he seems. John is cut to the heart over this as he loves his wife dearly, but decides after some deliberations to relieve his wife of their marriage contract.In the end, the mysterious lodger is revealed to be none other than Edward who has returned home in disguise. Dot shows that she has indeed been faithful to John. Edward marries May hours before she is scheduled to marry Tackleton. However, Tackleton's heart is melted by the festive cheer (in a manner reminiscent of Ebenezer Scrooge), and he surrenders May to her true love.Charles John Huffam Dickens (7 February 1812 – 9 June 1870) was an English writer and social critic. He created some of the world's best-known fictional characters and is regarded by many as the greatest novelist of the Victorian era. Dickens's literary success began with the 1836 serial publication of The Pickwick Papers and he went on to be regarded as the literary colossus of his age. His works enjoyed unprecedented popularity during his lifetime, and by the twentieth century critics and scholars had recognised him as a literary genius. His novels and short stories enjoy lasting popularity.
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THECRICKET ON THE HEARTH
A FAIRY TALE OF HOME
BY
CHARLES DICKENS
Illustrated by
Susan Beatrice Pearse
ELEVENTH EDITION.
PRINTED AND PUBLISHED FOR THE AUTHOR,
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By
Bradbury and Evans, London,MDCCCXLVI
Resurrected By
Abela Publishing, London
MMXVII
The cricket on the hearth
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TO
LORD JEFFREY
THIS LITTLE STORY IS INSCRIBED,
WITH
THE AFFECTION AND ATTACHMENT OF HIS FRIEND,
THE AUTHOR.December, 1845.
Frontispiece Thompson.
D. Maclise
R.A
G. Dalziel.
D. Maclise
R.A
Chirp the First
G. Dalziel
R. Doyle
The Carrier's Cart
T. Williams
R. A.
John's Arrival
E. Dalziel
J. Leech
John and Dot
Swain
J. Leech
Chirp the Second
E. Dalziel
R. Doyle
Caleb at Work
G. Dalziel
J. Leech
BoxerT. Williams.
E. Landseer
R.A.
Father..I want my eyes
G. A. Williams
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Tilly Slowboy
Groves
J. Leech
Mrs. Fielding's Lecture
E. Dalziel
J. Leech
Chirp the Third
T. Williams
R. Doyle
John's Reverie
Groves
J. Leech
The Dance
Swain
J. Leech
Mrs. Peerybingle may leave it on record to the end of time that she couldn't say which of them began it; but I say the Kettle did. I ought to know, I hope? The Kettle began it, full five minutes by the little waxy-faced Dutch clock in the corner before the Cricket uttered a chirp.
As if the clock hadn't finished striking, and the convulsive little Haymaker at the top of it, jerking away right and left with a scythe in front of a Moorish Palace, hadn't mowed down half an acre of imaginary grass before the Cricket joined in at all!
Lesen Sie weiter in der vollständigen Ausgabe!
Lesen Sie weiter in der vollständigen Ausgabe!
Lesen Sie weiter in der vollständigen Ausgabe!
Lesen Sie weiter in der vollständigen Ausgabe!
Lesen Sie weiter in der vollständigen Ausgabe!
Lesen Sie weiter in der vollständigen Ausgabe!
Lesen Sie weiter in der vollständigen Ausgabe!