ILLUSTRATIONS
| As brisk as bees, if not altogether as light as fairies, did the four Pickwickians assemble | [Frontispiece] |
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| Emily Wardle | [42] |
| Then the old church bell rang ... and they all returned to breakfast | [56] |
| A five and twenty mile walk, undertaken by the males at Wardle’s recommendation | [64] |
| Wardle singing the Christmas Carol | [80] |
| As he wended his way up the ancient street, he saw the cheerful light of the blazing fires | [90] |
| Gabriel started up, and stood rooted to the spot with astonishment and terror | [96] |
| A rich and beautiful landscape was disclosed to view | [110] |
| “How slippery it is, Sam!” | [130] |
| Went slowly and gravely down the slide, with his feet about a yard and a quarter apart | [138] |
A GOOD-HUMOURED CHRISTMAS CHAPTER