Excerpt from The Man Who Knew Better: A Christmas Dream But there was one man, at least, In London town without a je'lic In him, and In whom the spirit of the thing tou'rid no echo The fog was fog and it was a nuisance; it, delayed trains, and might mean the wreckage Of ships laden with his goods. The drizzle wetted him, and made it less easy for him to get about on business. He saw nothing behind it all; heard nothing Of the grand eternal music that wakes once a year, at least, and sets the Old world ringing. If you had had the pleasure of Andrew Judkin's acquaintance (that is, if you could count it a_ pleasure) and had dared to ex press any such sentiment in his hearing, you would have got one answer, and one only, in reply. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.