The ancient tower of a church, whose gruff old bell was always peeping slily down at Scrooge out of a Gothic window in the wall, became invisible, and struck the hours and quarters in the clouds, with tremulous vibrations afterwards as if its teeth were chattering in its frozen head up there. The Circumlocution Office2022-10-07T17:11:08+01:00Categories: A Christmas Carol|Tags: Church Bells, Churches, Cold, Teeth| Read More
When I heard the Sunday bells, and looked around a little more upon the outspread beauty, I felt that I was not nearly thankful enough. The Circumlocution Office2022-10-24T16:53:54+01:00Categories: Great Expectations|Tags: Church Bells, Guilt, Sunday| Read More
He was checked in his transports by the churches ringing out the lustiest peals he had ever heard. Clash, clang, hammer; ding, dong, bell. Bell, dong, ding; hammer, clang, clash! Oh, glorious, glorious! The Circumlocution Office2023-01-12T22:11:32+00:00Categories: A Christmas Carol|Tags: Church Bells, Joy| Read More
