“But you were always a good man of business, Jacob,” faltered Scrooge, who now began to apply this to himself.
“Business!” cried the Ghost, wringing its hands again. “Mankind was my business. The common welfare was my business; charity, mercy, forbearance, and benevolence were, all, my business. The dealings of my trade were but a drop of water in the comprehensive ocean of my business!”
“Jacob!” he said imploringly. “Old Jacob Marley, tell me more! Speak comfort to me, Jacob!” “I have none to give,” the Ghost replied. “It comes from other regions, Ebenezer Scrooge, and is conveyed by other ministers, to other kinds of men.
SAN FERNANDO VALLEY, CA — Hundreds of Angelenos will hit the sidewalks this November 22 for The Great Los Angeles Walk 2014 – the annual event that dispels the myth that “nobody walks in L.A.” This year, for the ninth edition, the Great Los Angeles Walk is doing something different: We’re bringing the walk to the San Fernando Valley for the first time!
That means this year, participants will hike east down Ventura Boulevard. (Normally the Great Los Angeles Walk heads west, from downtown Los Angeles to the ocean.) It is, after all, a street made famous through countless songs (Tom Petty’s “Free Fallin’”) and also considered the Valley’s main drag. Participants will meet at Warner Center Park (also known as Warner Ranch Park – 5800 Topanga Canyon Blvd.) at 9 a.m. on Saturday, Nov. 22, and proceed to walk approximately 17.1 miles (at a casual, all-day pace) to North Hollywood.
“I wear the chain I forged in life,” replied the Ghost. “I made it link by link, and yard by yard; I girded it on of my own free-will, and of my own free-will I wore it. Is its pattern strange to you?” Scrooge trembled more and more. “Or would you know,” pursued the Ghost, “the weight and length of the strong coil you bear yourself? It was full as heavy and as long as this, seven Christmas-eves ago. You have laboured on it since. It is a ponderous chain!”
“Because,” said Scrooge, “a little thing affects them. A slight disorder of the stomach makes them cheats. You may be an undigested bit of beef, a blot of mustard, a crumb of cheese, a fragment of an underdone potato. There’s more of gravy than of grave about you, whatever you are!”
The chain he drew was clasped about his middle. It was long, and wound about him like a tail; and it was made (for Scrooge observed it closely) of cash-boxes, keys, padlocks, ledgers, deeds, and heavy purses wrought in steel. His body was transparent; so that Scrooge, observing him, and looking through his waistcoat, could see the two buttons on his coat behind.