Charles Dickens: The Child's Story
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Mysteries at Midnight - Mystery Stories read in the soothing style of a bedtime story
17 min
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What is the opening premise of Dickens' *The Child's Story*?
High. And welcome to Sneak Cave with me. Christopher Fitzin. The podcaster get a great night's sleep. Tonight, I'm reading The Child Story by Charles Dickens. Originally published In the mid eighteen hundreds. The child story is Is a timeless account. Of the journey we all take. From carefree childhood And spontaneous youth. Through adulthood and marriage. And into our golden years. It's now almost a hundred and fifty years. After its original publication. And I found this story still quite profound and a little emotional. And I really hope you do too. Please remember to subscribe and follow the show. And I also read all your comments and reviews too. This version of the story is Has no music in the background. If you'd prefer the story with relaxing music.
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in the show notes and the top pinned comment. So let's begin. The child story By Charles Dickens Once upon a time. A good many years ago. There was a traveller. and he set out upon a journey. It was a magic journey. And was to seem very long. When he began it, And very short. When he got halfway through He travelled along a rather dark path. For some little time. Without meeting anything. Until at last. He came to a beautiful child. So he said to the child What do you do here? And the child said. I am always at play. Come and play with me. So he played with that child. The whole day long. And they were very merry. The sky was so blue, the sun was so bright, the water was so sparkling, the leaves were so green, the flowers were so lovely.
And they heard such singing birds, and saw so many butterflies. But everything was beautiful. This was in fine weather. When it rained. They loved to watch the falling drops and And to smell the fresh sense. When it's blue. It was delightful to listen to the wind. And fancy. What is said? As it came rushing. From its home. Where was that, they wondered? Whistling and howling Driving the clouds before it Bending the trees. Rumbling in the chimneys. Shaking the house and making the sea roar in fury. But when it snowed, that was best of all, for they liked nothing so well as to look up at the white flakes falling fast and thick. Like down from the breasts of millions of white birds. And to see How smooth? And deep the drift was.
And to listen to the hush. Upon the paths and roads. They had plenty. Of the finest toys in the world. and the most astonishing picture books. All about scimitars and slippers and turbans and dwarfs and giants, and genie and fairies, and bluebeards and beanstalks, and riches and caverns, and forests and valentines and orsons, and all new and all true. But one day, of a sudden the The traveller Lost the child. He called to him. Over and over again the But got no answer. So he went upon his road. And went on for a little while. Without meeting anything. Until at last. He came to a handsome boy who So he said to the boy What do you do here? And the boy said I'm always learning. Come and learn with me. So he learned with that boy.
About Jupiter and Juno. And the Greeks and the Romans. And I don't know what. And learned more than I could tell. Or he either for he soon forgot. A great deal of it. But they were not always learning. They have the merriest games and That ever were played. They rode upon the river in summer with And skated on the ice in winter. They were active, afoot, And active on horseback. At cricket And all games at bull. at prisoner's base, hare and hounds, follow my leader, and more sports than I can think of, Nobody could beat them. They had holidays too, and twelfth cakes and parties. Where they danced till midnight. And real theatres. Where they saw palaces of real gold and silver. Rise out of the real earth. And so All the wonders of the world at once.
As to friends. They had such dear friends, and And so many of them That I want the time to reckon them up. They were all young. Like the handsome boy. and were never to be strange to one another. All their lives through. Still one day, in the midst of these pleasures
How does the traveller first encounter the carefree child?
The traveller lost the boy. As he had lost the child. and after calling to him in vain. went on upon his journey.
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