Bah Humbug. My all to merry nephew came to my counting house late in the eve. He came to wish me a merry Christmas. The tyke gave me a ploy about having to be "merry" on Christmas. I told him off with a “Bah Humbug” and continued my labors. 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, taking 15 shillings a day for very little work. Even later 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.
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