Title: Dickens's Children: Ten Drawings
Illustrator: Jessie Willcox Smith
Contributor: Charles Dickens
Release date: May 14, 2010 [eBook #32372]
Language: English
Credits: Produced by Suzanne Shell and the Online Distributed
Proofreading Team at http://www.pgdp.net (This file was
produced from images generously made available by The
Internet Archive/American Libraries.)
DICKENS'S
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Tiny Tim and Bob Cratchit on Christmas Day |
"A Christmas Carol," Stave Three |
David Copperfield and Peggotty by the Parlour Fire |
"David Copperfield," Chapter II |
Paul Dombey and Florence on the Beach at Brighton |
"Dombey and Son," Chapter VIII |
Little Nell and Her Grandfather at Mrs. Jarley's |
"The Old Curiosity Shop," Chapter XXVI |
Pip and Joe Gargery |
"Great Expectations," Chapter II |
Jenny Wren, the Little Dolls' Dressmaker |
"Our Mutual Friend," Chapter I, Book Second |
Oliver's First Meeting with the Artful Dodger |
"Oliver Twist," Chapter VIII |
Mrs. Kenwigs and the Four Little Kenwigses |
"Nicholas Nickleby," Chapter XIV |
The Runaway Couple |
"Christmas Stories," The Holly-Tree, Second Branch |
Little Em'ly |
"David Copperfield," Chapter III |
TINY TIM AND BOB CRATCHIT
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DAVID COPPERFIELD AND PEGGOTTY
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PAUL DOMBEY AND FLORENCE
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LITTLE NELL AND HER GRANDFATHER
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PIP AND JOE GARGERY"Great Expectations," Chapter II
"If you can cough any trifle on it up, Pip, I'd recommend you to do it," said Joe, all aghast. "Manners is manners, but still your elth's your elth." |
JENNY WREN, THE LITTLE DOLLS'
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OLIVER'S FIRST MEETING WITH
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MRS. KENWIGS AND THE FOUR
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THE RUNAWAY COUPLE
"Christmas Stories"
The Holly-Tree, Second Branch So Boots goes up-stairs to the Angel, and there he finds Master Harry on a e-normous sofa,—immense at any time, but looking like the Great Bed of Ware, compared with him, a drying the eyes of Miss Norah with his pocket-hankecher. Their little legs was entirely off the ground, of course, and it really is not possible for Boots to express to me how small them children looked. |
LITTLE EM'LY"David Copperfield," Chapter III
The light, bold, fluttering little figure turned and came back safe to me, and I soon laughed at my fears, and at the cry I had uttered; fruitlessly in any case, for there was no one near. |