Christ was born on Christmas Day, Wreathe the holly, twine the bay, Light and Life and Joy is He, The Babe, the Son, The Holy One Of Mary. FEZZIWIG (_flinging them a handful of coins_). That's right, my lads. Sing away. Merry Christmas to you. WAITS (_outside_). Thank ye, sir. Merry Christmas and Happy New Year! Thank ye, sir. (_They sing and the song dies away in the distance._) SCROOGE (_down R. with_ FIRST SPIRIT). Why, it's old Fezziwig. Bless his dear, old heart. It's Fezziwig alive again. FEZZIWIG (_comes merrily down C._). Yo ho, my boys! No more work for tonight. Christmas Eve, Dick! (_Throws his arms over the shoulders of the two boys._) Christmas Eve, Ebenezer! God bless Christmas. DICK. Ay, ay, sir. EBENEZER. Ay, ay; God bless Christmas. FIRST SPIRIT. Did you hear that, Scrooge? That is yourself--and you said God bless Christmas. SCROOGE. That's true. That was thirty years ago. FEZZIWIG (_bustling about_). The missis and the girls are down stairs, so let's clear away before you can say Jack Robinson. (_They push desk back, and decorate rear stage with strings of Christmas greens_, FEZZIWIG _talking all the time._) Yo ho! That's right, Dick. String the Christmas greens. Here you are, Ebenezer. We're going to have the merriest time in all the kingdom. (_Dancing a step or two._) I'll show ye how to enjoy life. That's it. Now we're all ready. (_Sings._) "Wreathe the holly, twine the bay!" Let's have lots of room. Clear away, Dick. Here comes the fiddler now. _Enter_ OLD FIDDLER. _He sits on barrel at rear and starts to "tune up."_ OLD FIDDLER. Merry Christmas, sir. FEZZIWIG. The same to you, granfer, and many of 'em. _Enter_ MRS. FEZZIWIG _from L._ MRS. FEZZIWIG. Lawsy, lawsy, I thought we'd be late. (_Goes to the two boys and puts her arms over their shoulders._) And how's my merry boys tonight? DICK. Finer'n a fiddle. EBENEZER. Merry Christmas, Mrs. Fezziwig. MRS. FEZZIWIG. The same to you, dear lads. FEZZIWIG. Where's the girls, mother? MRS. FEZZIWIG. Here they come, Flora, Felicity and little Fanny May. _Enter the_ THREE FEZZIWIG _girls with their escorts. Everybody bustles around shaking hands, wishing each other "Merry Christmas."_ FEZZIWIG. And here's the housemaid and her cousin the baker. (_They enter and are greeted by all._) The cook and the milkman, and the lonesome little boy from over the way! And Ebenezer's young lady, Miss Bella. (_They enter and are merrily greeted._) And now, mother, what do you say to a rollicking game of Puss in the Corner. (_They play Puss in the Corner with much loud laughter, clapping hands, running about, etc. The_ FIDDLER _plays._) MRS. FEZZIWIG. Oh, I never was so happy in all my life. This is the real spirit of Christmas. FEZZIWIG (_hangs up a bit of mistletoe_). And here's the mistletoe. (_They form a ring and play a ring game with much noise and confusion._)