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A Christmas Carol
Martha thinks the greatest problems she has are chapped hands and a make-do-and-mend wedding dress. Little does she know something far bigger may come between her and a perfect wedding day.
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Christmas dinner with the Cratchits
The Cratchit family are the beating heart of Dickens’s A Christmas Carol.
Christmas dinner with the Cratchits is one of the most iconic scenes from Dickens’s fiction:
“Such a bustle ensued that you might have thought a goose the rarest of all birds; a feathered phenomenon, to which a black swan was a matter of course: and in truth it was something very like it in that house. Mrs. Cratchit made the gravy (ready beforehand in a little saucepan) hissing hot; Master Peter mashed the potatoes with incredible vigour; Miss Belinda sweetened up the apple-sauce; Martha dusted the hot plates; Bob took Tiny Tim beside him in a tiny corner at the table; the two young Cratchits set chairs for everybody, not forgetting themselves, and mounting guard upon their posts, crammed spoons into their mouths, lest they should shriek for goose before their turn came to be helped. At last the dishes were set on, and grace was said. It was succeeded by a breathless pause, as Mrs. Cratchit, looking slowly all along the carving-knife, prepared to plunge it in the breast; but when she did, and when the long expected gush of stuffing issued forth, one murmur of delight arose all round the board, and even Tiny Tim, excited by the two young Cratchits, beat on the table with the handle of his knife, and feebly cried Hurrah!
There never was such a goose. Bob said he didn’t believe there ever was such a goose cooked. Its tenderness and flavour, size and cheapness, were the themes of universal admiration. Eked out by the apple-sauce and mashed potatoes, it was a sufficient dinner for the whole family; indeed, as Mrs. Cratchit said with a great delight (surveying one small atom of a bone upon the dish), they hadn’t ate it all at last!”
Charles Dickens, A Christmas Carol, Stave three
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Martha Cratchit | Inspired by ‘A Christmas Carol’
Posted by Bayley Bulletin Contributor | Oct 14, 2016 |
Addison Heffron is the Grade 9 Finalist for the Seton Summer Short Story Contest .
This story is about a girl named Martha Cratchit, daughter of Robert “Bob” Cratchit, who works for the horrible Ebeneezer Scrooge. Martha works for a milliner to earn a few extra shillings to keep her family afloat. She has five siblings: Peter (her father’s heir), Belinda, Matthew, Lucy, and Timothy. This story begins on the day all of Martha’s five siblings were sick, a few days before the original story takes place. At that time, something happened to cause Martha to have quite an undertaking. Well, we may as well begin…
Mama had gone to fetch the doctor for Timmy again.
He was in a bad state. He had the cough, and his leg was feeling badly.
“Martha!” moaned Tiny Tim, “Martha!”
“Coming, Timmy,” said Martha, sprinting up the stairs to Timmy’s bed. He was holding his stomach and moaning.
“My—throat—hurts…” he said. Martha sighed and raced downstairs to get him more tonic. By the time she came back, Timmy had half sat up. She dripped the tonic in his mouth and flew back down the stairs to answer Belinda’s calls.
She came back to check on Tiny Tim half an hour later. All the other children were finally sound asleep, and Martha was worn out. She pushed open Tiny Tim’s door and said softly, “Timmy, dear?” A soft breath answered her. She stepped in and gently touched Tiny Tim’s shoulder. She sat next to him and looked fondly at his flushed little face — almost too flushed. Something was wrong.
Martha looked at Tiny Tim’s chest. It was not rising and falling normally. Tiny Tim was limp. Martha leaned over and shook Tiny Tim. “Timmy! Timmy!” she cried. Timmy did not answer; he made a slight choking sound. Martha was frantic. She gently took him by the shoulders. His eyes rolled back in his head. “TIMMY! TIMMY!” But she had to stop so as not to wake the other children. She got up and started pacing circles, her hands wringing her apron.
Mama was gone to fetch the doctor. Papa was at work with that horrible Scrooge man. There were five more sick, so no time to fetch a neighbor. What to do? What to do? Oh, if only Mama were here! Okay, what would Mama do? What would Mama do?
There may not be time to wait until Mama got back; the doctor lived three miles away, and the carriages weren’t running in the thick snow and ice. Martha tried remedy after remedy, but nothing worked, while Tiny Tim just touched his throat and moaned.
The general store was nearby, but Martha had been warned never to go out alone after dark. Plus, she had no money, save for a few pennies. But she had no choice. With no time to lose, she grabbed her bonnet and cloak and put them on. She took her pennies from their hiding place and tucked them into her apron pocket. She took the key, ran out the door, and locked the door shut.
No time to waste! She crept down the street, shielding her eyes from the snowstorm that had just started up again. A small figure she was, wrapped in her dark cloak. The snow whirled about her; the footprints left by her tiny feet immediately filled in with snow.
A small sob escaped her lips and was lost in the wind, almost torn from her lips. Her brown hair was flecked with snow. With all the snowflakes rushing around her, she could not see a thing, and unknowingly, she passed the street on which she was supposed to turn and stumbled in the dark and snow to a street she had never seen, a street even her mother had never been on.
The snow died down. She looked around, bewildered. Where was she? Where was the general store? She peered at the street name and was puzzled. Williams? She lived on Parker Street! Oh, how she wished for her mother, or her father, or someone, anyone!
A spark jumped in her mind. Anyone. Like—like Uncle Ralph! Uncle Ralph was a tailor and was her only extended family, her mother’s brother. He had no children and was not married, but he lived close by, and all the Cratchit children loved him. Where did he live? Selwyn Lane?
She rushed forward with renewed strength, searching for another street sign. She hunted fruitlessly for at least ten minutes before finally, with a sigh of relief, Martha spied the street sign for Selwyn Lane. She ran down the street, looking for number 27. She finally spotted it and climbed up the steps and, panting, knocked three times.
Uncle Ralph lived in a quaint little house on a good street in London. From noises inside the house, Martha guessed he had been sitting in his favorite armchair, reading his paper. The door flew open, and there stood Ralph, a pipe in one hand and a surprised look on his face. “Martha?” he said. Martha tried to speak to him, but her teeth were chattering too much. Uncle Ralph touched her hand and said, “Why, you’re half dead with cold! Come inside, dear, and warm yourself by the fire.”
A few minutes later, a warm blanket wrapped around her, her wet cloak and shoes drying by the fire, and a cup of hot cocoa in her hand, she finally got a chance to speak. To strengthen herself, she took a sip of the hot cocoa. It was hot and warmed her right to the tips of her fingers and toes. Ralph settled himself in his chair and said, “Now, Martha, dear, what prompted this unexpected visit?” Martha spoke.
“All the others are sick, Uncle Ralph, and Mama was gone to fetch the doctor. Then suddenly Timmy started choking, and I was going to go to the store to fetch some medicine for him, for our cabinet was empty, and nothing I tried worked. But the snow came up, Uncle Ralph, and I got lost, and—“
“Hold on,” said Uncle Ralph, looking alarmed, “Timmy’s choking?”
Martha gave a dry sob. “Yes, Uncle Ralph!”
Uncle Ralph leapt to his feet and roared, “Come then, Martha, and not a moment to lose!” He grabbed his hat and cloak, and Martha found herself being carried, blanket and all, right to Uncle Ralph’s sled. He harnessed the horses and said, “Git up!” The horses shook their heads and started out into the darkness. Uncle Ralph bent his head and said, “Martha, do you think you would know what to buy in the store?”
Martha nodded. “Yes, Uncle Ralph, but I haven’t enough money!”
Ralph plunged his hand into his pocket and brought out a two bob bit. “Take it, and hurry!” They had rolled to a stop in front of the store.
Martha rushed in and came to the counter. A man wearing round spectacles was standing behind it. “Please, sir, my brother’s choking and I have nothing in the house to give him!” said Martha.
The man reached behind the counter and brought out a small, round bottle. “That’ll be a shilling and sixpence,” he said. Martha shoved the two bob bit across the counter, and the man gave her sixpence in change and the bottle. Martha raced outside and leapt on Uncle Ralph’s sled. He flicked the reins, and they slid down the street and round the corner toward Martha’s house. She jumped off the sled and, fumbling with the key, unlocked the door and hurried inside.
Martha raced up the stairs with a spoon in hand, Uncle Ralph close on her heels. Standing over Timmy, she tipped the bottle over the spoon and poured out a measure. She dipped it in Tiny Tim’s mouth. Silence.
Tiny Tim stopped clutching his throat, and he croaked, “Water.” Uncle Ralph raced downstairs and came up with a mug of water, which he held to Tiny Tim’s mouth. Tiny Tim drank thirstily. Then he settled down on his pillows and began breathing heavily, deeply. His eyes closed. Martha smiled weakly and kissed his warm forehead.
With a sigh of relief, Martha put the bottle in the medicine cabinet and sank onto a chair in the kitchen. Quiet at last. Uncle Ralph sat next to her and patted her arm. “You were amazing, Martha, dear. You were very brave to go out on your own, and you were wise to come to me when you were lost.”
That reminded Martha. She fumbled in her pocket for the sixpence in change she had gotten from the store clerk. She held it out to him. He shook his head and raised his hand. “Keep it. You more than earned it,” he said.
Martha smiled, and then she hugged him tightly. “Oh, Uncle Ralph, you will come for Christmas, won’t you?” she said, looking up at him with big blue eyes.
He patted her light brown hair and said, “I wouldn’t miss it for the world.”
They stood like that, uncle and niece, until the door opened and Mama came rushing in with the doctor. She was bewildered to see Uncle Ralph, but Martha explained to her, and she thanked Uncle Ralph profusely and wrung his hand. The doctor tended to the other children and then went home, refusing Mama’s offer of payment. The small clock chimed in the tenth hour. Papa would be home soon.
Outside, the night watchman called, “Ten o’ clock and all is well!” And it was.
About Addison Heffron
Addison Heffron, is 12 years old and a Seton freshman. She has homeschooled her entire academic career. She is the oldest of six children and hopes to one day be the mother of many of her own children. She hails from the Land of Lincoln and aspires to a legal profession, perhaps one day pursuing a political career as president (vote for me!) or in the Supreme Court. Her hobbies are reading, American Heritage Girls scouting, soccer, running, sewing, reading and writing.
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|A Christmas Carol character|
Bob Cratchit and Tiny Tim as depicted in the 1870s by Fred Barnard
|First appearance||A Christmas Carol 1843|
|Created by||Charles Dickens|
|Spouse(s)||Mrs. Cratchit (named Emily in some adaptations)|
an unnamed son (named Matthew in some adaptations)
an unnamed daughter (named Lucy or Gillian in some adaptions)
Bob Cratchit is a fictional character in the Charles Dickens novel A Christmas Carol . The abused, underpaid clerk of Ebenezer Scrooge (and possibly Jacob Marley , when he was still alive), Cratchit has come to symbolize poor working conditions, especially long working hours. He is close to 30 years of age in the book, but can appear differently in different versions. 
According to a comment by Scrooge, Cratchit works for 15 shillings a week at a rate of three pence (“thruppence”) an hour[ citation needed ] for 60 hours per week. Until the decimalization of the British Pound in 1971, one shilling was twelve pence. Thus, fifteen shillings is 180 pence. It would take 60 hours to earn 180 at a rate of three pence per hour.  In terms of 2015 purchasing power, this would be approximately £63.00  or about $94 US per week.
- 1 Family
- 2 Notable portrayals
- 3 References
- 4 External links
Family[ edit ]
Seven members of Cratchit’s family are mentioned in the original story, four of whom are named:
- Mrs. Cratchit, Bob Cratchit’s wife, who is named Emily in some adaptations.
- Martha Cratchit, the eldest daughter, who works as an apprentice at a milliner ‘s.
- Belinda Cratchit, the second daughter.
- Peter Cratchit, the heir , for whom his father is arranging employment at the weekly rate of five shillings and sixpence.
- Timothy ” Tiny Tim ” Cratchit. The youngest child, he is desperately ill and walks with a crutch.
- A younger son, named Matthew; or alternatively, a daughter named Miranda in varied adaptations.
- A younger daughter, named Lucy or Gillian in various adaptations.
Notable portrayals[ edit ]
- Donald Calthrop in the 1935 film Scrooge . Calthrop bore a remarkable resemblance to Cratchit as illustrated in the original published edition of A Christmas Carol.
- Gene Lockhart in the 1938 film A Christmas Carol
- Mervyn Johns in the 1951 film Scrooge
- Bob Sweeney in the 1954 television movie A Christmas Carol (Shower of Stars)
- Daws Butler in the 1958 parody record ” Green Chri$tma$ “
- Jack Cassidy in the 1962 animated television movie Mr. Magoo’s Christmas Carol
- David Collings in the 1970 film Scrooge
- Melvyn Hayes in the 1971 animated short film A Christmas Carol
- Clive Merrison in the 1977 television movie A Christmas Carol
- Sonny Melendrez in the 1978 animated television movie The Stingiest Man in Town
- Mel Blanc (as Porky Pig ) in the 1979 animated short film Bugs Bunny’s Christmas Carol
- R.H. Thomson (as Thatcher) in the 1979 television film An American Christmas Carol
- Phillip Hinton in the 1982 Australian animated film A Christmas Carol
- Wayne Allwine (as Mickey Mouse ) in the 1983 animated film Mickey’s Christmas Carol
- David Warner in the 1984 television movie A Christmas Carol
- Alfre Woodard (as Grace Cooley) in the 1988 film Scrooged
- Steve Whitmire (as Kermit the Frog ) in the 1992 film The Muppet Christmas Carol
- Frank Welker (as Barney Rubble ) in A Flintstones Christmas Carol , 1994
- Wendy Crewson (as Roberta Cratchit) in the 1995 television movie Ebbie
- Michael York in the 1997 animated film A Christmas Carol
- Richard E. Grant in the 1999 television movie A Christmas Carol
- Brian McNamara in the 2000 television movie A Diva’s Christmas Carol . Here Bob’s character is merged with Scrooge’s fiancée Belle.
- Rhys Ifans in the 2001 animated version Christmas Carol: The Movie
- Phil Vischer (as Bob the Tomato) in An Easter Carol , 2004
- Edward Gower in the 2004 television movie A Christmas Carol: The Musical
- Bob Bergen (as Porky Pig in a similar but not identical role) in the 2006 video Bah, Humduck! A Looney Tunes Christmas
- Gary Oldman in the 2009 animated version A Christmas Carol
- Kandyse McClure as Catherine Beadnell in Barbie in a Christmas Carol
- Ashleigh Ball (as Rainbow Dash ) in the 2016 episode “A Hearth’s Warming Tail” of My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic .
References[ edit ]
- ^ “Wall Street: Bob Cratchit Hours” . Time Magazine. 18 August 1967. Retrieved 6 July 2013.
- ^ “Understanding old British money – pounds, shillings and pence” . Resources.woodlands-junior.kent.sch.uk. Archived from the original on 2015-12-27. Retrieved 2015-12-25.
- ^ “Purchase Power of the Pound” . Measuring Worth. Retrieved 2015-12-25.
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