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11 //1.启用large按钮
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21 //2.启用其它两个default和narrow按钮
22 //$(document).ready(function(){
23 // $('#switcher-large').bind('click', function () {
24 // //体现jQuery的一个特点，连缀
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27 // $('#switcher-default').bind('click',function(){
28 // $('body').removeClass('large').removeClass('narrow');
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30 // $('#switcher-narrow').bind('click',function(){
31 // $('body').removeClass('large').addClass('narrow');
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36 //3.加入当前按钮突出显示功能，this的使用
37 //$(document).ready(function(){
38 // $('#switcher-large').click(function(){
39 // $('body').removeClass('narrow').addClass('large');
40 // $('#switcher .button').removeClass('selected');
41 // //this是dom的对象，包装成jQuery对象
42 // $(this).addClass('selected');
43 // //this.setAttribute('class', 'selected');
44 // //this.className = 'selected';
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47 // $('#switcher-default').bind('click',function(){
48 // $('body').removeClass('large').removeClass('narrow');
49 // $('#switcher .button').removeClass('selected');
50 // $(this).addClass('selected');
51 // });
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53 // $('#switcher-narrow').click(function(){
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55 // $('#switcher .button').removeClass('selected');
56 // $(this).addClass('selected');
57 // });
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60
61 //4.提取相同代码
62 //$(document).ready(function(){
63 // $('#switcher-large').bind('click',function(){
64 // $('body').removeClass('narrow').addClass('large');
65 // //$('#switcher .button').removeClass('selected');
66 // //$(this).addClass('selected');
67 // });
68 // $('#switcher-default').bind('click',function(){
69 // $('body').removeClass('large').removeClass('narrow');
70 // //$('#switcher .button').removeClass('selected');
71 // //$(this).addClass('selected');
72 // });
73 // $('#switcher-narrow').bind('click',function(){
74 // $('body').removeClass('large').addClass('narrow');
75 // //$('#switcher .button').removeClass('selected');
76 // //$(this).addClass('selected');
77 // });
78 // $('#switcher .button').bind('click',function(){
79 // $('#switcher .button').removeClass('selected');
80 // $(this).addClass('selected');//把this包装成了jQuery对象
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86 //5.进一步简化
87 //$(document).ready(function () {
88 // $('#switcher-large').bind('click', function () {
89 // //不给removeClass传参，也就是不指移除哪一个类，这样就全干掉了。
90 // $('body').removeClass().addClass('large');
91 // });
92 // $('#switcher-default').bind('click', function () {
93 // $('body').removeClass();
94 // });
95 // $('#switcher-narrow').bind('click', function () {
96 // $('body').removeClass().addClass('narrow');
97 // });
98 // $('#switcher .button').bind('click', function () {
99 // $('#switcher .button').removeClass('selected');
100 // $(this).addClass('selected');
101 // });
102 //});
103
104 //6.使用javascript Dom API来进一步简化代码
105 //$(document).ready(function () {
106 // $('#switcher .button').bind('click', function () {
107 // $('body').removeClass();
108 // if (this.id == 'switcher-narrow') {
109 // $('body').addClass('narrow');
110 // }
111 // else if (this.id == 'switcher-large') {
112 // $('body').addClass('large');
113 // }
114 // $('#switcher .button').removeClass('selected');
115 // $(this).addClass('selected');
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121 //7.简写的事件
122 //$(document).ready(function () {
123 // $('#switcher .button').click(function () {
124 // $('body').removeClass();
125 // if (this.id == 'switcher-narrow') {
126 // $('body').addClass('narrow');
127 // }
128 // else if (this.id == 'switcher-large') {
129 // $('body').addClass('large');
130 // }
131 // $('#switcher .button').removeClass('selected');
132 // $(this).addClass('selected');
133 // });
134 //});
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136
137 //下面的7和9同时打开。
138 //9.显示隐藏转换器，复合事件的使用
139 //$(document).ready(function () {
140 // //toggle交替，有点像hover,当点#switcher h3时会交替的执行两个函数参数
141 // $('#switcher h3').toggle(
142 // function () {
143 // $('#switcher .button').addClass('hidden');
144 // },
145 // function () {
146 // $('#switcher .button').removeClass('hidden');
147 // }
148 // );
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153 //10.toggleClass //7和10同时打开。9关掉
154 //toggleClass交替的替换类。如果有hidden这个类就去掉，如果没有就加上
155 //$(document).ready(function () {
156 // $('#switcher h3').click(function () {
157 // $('#switcher .button').toggleClass('hidden');
158 // });
159 //});
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161 //11.突出显示可单击的项， hover方法的使用，鼠标移到目标元素上时，执行第一个函数参数，移走时执行第二个函数参数
162 $(document).ready(function () {
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165 $(this).addClass('hover');
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167 function () {
168 $(this).removeClass('hover');
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172
173 //12事件冒泡的负作用，扩大Switcher隐藏显示单击范围
174 //关掉10
175 //$(document).ready(function () {
176 // $('#switcher').click(function () {
177 // $('#switcher .button').toggleClass('hidden');
178 // });
179 //});
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181 //13用事件对象解决冒泡的负作用 关掉12
182 //$(document).ready(function () {
183 // $('#switcher').click(function (event) {
184 // //target目标，event是事件。合起来就是事件对象的目标，比如你点了一个div,那这个div就是目标对象。当事件向上传导时，target就会变成你点的div的父元素。
185 // //注意，这里我们选中的是#switcher,一个大框，在switcher绑定的click事件，所以this就是switcher，如果你点了button，target是button但不是this.
186 // //event.target == this这个判断就让我们在点按钮时不去隐藏Switcher，因为点按钮时，目标是button而不是this(this在这里是Swithcer)
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199 ////14用事件对象解决冒泡的负作用:停止事件传播,可以关掉13,7
200 //扩大switcher按钮范围
201 //7.1
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217 $('#switcher .button').removeClass('selected');
218 $(this).addClass('selected');
219 //stopPropagation()停止事件传播，也就是当我们点button时，它上面的所有祖先元素将没有机会去响应click事件。
220 //event.stopPropagation();//执行15时注释这行
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224 //15 is方法的使用 注释掉 7.1和7.2代码中的最后一行
225 $(document).ready(function () {
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254 <p id="reBindSwitcher">重新绑定Switcher</p>
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256 <h3>Style Switcher</h3>
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267 <div id="header">
268 <h2>A Christmas Carol</h2>
269 <h2 class="subtitle">In Prose, Being a Ghost Story of Christmas</h2>
270 <div class="author">
271 by Charles Dickens
272 </div>
273 </div>
274 <div class="chapter" id="chapter-preface">
275 <h3 class="chapter-title">Preface</h3>
276 <p>
277 I HAVE endeavoured in this Ghostly little book, to raise the Ghost of an Idea, which
278 shall not put my readers out of humour with themselves, with each other, with the
279 season, or with me. May it haunt their houses pleasantly, and no one wish to lay
280 it.
281 </p>
282 <p>
283 Their faithful Friend and Servant,
284 </p>
285 <p>
286 C. D.
287 </p>
288 <p>
289 December, 1843.
290 </p>
291 </div>
292 <div class="chapter" id="chapter-1">
293 <h3 class="chapter-title">Stave I: Marley's Ghost</h3>
294 <p>
295 MARLEY was dead: to begin with. There is no doubt whatever about that. The register
296 of his burial was signed by the clergyman, the clerk, the undertaker, and the chief
297 mourner. Scrooge signed it: and Scrooge's name was good upon 'Change, for anything
298 he chose to put his hand to. Old Marley was as dead as a door-nail.
299 </p>
300 <p>
301 Mind! I don't mean to say that I know, of my own knowledge, what there is particularly
302 dead about a door-nail. I might have been inclined, myself, to regard a coffin-nail
303 as the deadest piece of ironmongery in the trade. But the wisdom of our ancestors
304 is in the simile; and my unhallowed hands shall not disturb it, or the Country's
305 done for. You will therefore permit me to repeat, emphatically, that Marley was
306 as dead as a door-nail.
307 </p>
308 <p>
309 Scrooge knew he was dead? Of course he did. How could it be otherwise? Scrooge and
310 he were partners for I don't know how many years. Scrooge was his sole executor,
311 his sole administrator, his sole assign, his sole residuary legatee, his sole friend,
312 and sole mourner. And even Scrooge was not so dreadfully cut up by the sad event,
313 but that he was an excellent man of business on the very day of the funeral, and
314 solemnised it with an undoubted bargain.
315 </p>
316 <p>
317 The mention of Marley's funeral brings me back to the point I started from. There
318 is no doubt that Marley was dead. This must be distinctly understood, or nothing
319 wonderful can come of the story I am going to relate. If we were not perfectly convinced
320 that Hamlet's Father died before the play began, there would be nothing more remarkable
321 in his taking a stroll at night, in an easterly wind, upon his own ramparts, than
322 there would be in any other middle-aged gentleman rashly turning out after dark
323 in a breezy spot—say Saint Paul's Churchyard for instance— literally
324 to astonish his son's weak mind.
325 </p>
326 <p>
327 Scrooge never painted out Old Marley's name. There it stood, years afterwards, above
328 the warehouse door: Scrooge and Marley. The firm was known as Scrooge and Marley.
329 Sometimes people new to the business called Scrooge Scrooge, and sometimes Marley,
330 but he answered to both names. It was all the same to him.
331 </p>
332 <p>
333 Oh! But he was a tight-fisted hand at the grind-stone, Scrooge! a squeezing, wrenching,
334 grasping, scraping, clutching, covetous, old sinner! Hard and sharp as flint, from
335 which no steel had ever struck out generous fire; secret, and self-contained, and
336 solitary as an oyster. The cold within him froze his old features, nipped his pointed
337 nose, shrivelled his cheek, stiffened his gait; made his eyes red, his thin lips
338 blue; and spoke out shrewdly in his grating voice. A frosty rime was on his head,
339 and on his eyebrows, and his wiry chin. He carried his own low temperature always
340 about with him; he iced his office in the dog-days; and didn't thaw it one degree
341 at Christmas.
342 </p>
343 <p>
344 External heat and cold had little influence on Scrooge. No warmth could warm, no
345 wintry weather chill him. No wind that blew was bitterer than he, no falling snow
346 was more intent upon its purpose, no pelting rain less open to entreaty. Foul weather
347 didn't know where to have him. The heaviest rain, and snow, and hail, and sleet,
348 could boast of the advantage over him in only one respect. They often "came down"
349 handsomely, and Scrooge never did.
350 </p>
351 <p>
352 Nobody ever stopped him in the street to say, with gladsome looks, "My dear Scrooge,
353 how are you? When will you come to see me?" No beggars implored him to bestow a
354 trifle, no children asked him what it was o'clock, no man or woman ever once in
355 all his life inquired the way to such and such a place, of Scrooge. Even the blind
356 men's dogs appeared to know him; and when they saw him coming on, would tug their
357 owners into doorways and up courts; and then would wag their tails as though they
358 said, "No eye at all is better than an evil eye, dark master!"
359 </p>
360 <p>
361 But what did Scrooge care! It was the very thing he liked. To edge his way along
362 the crowded paths of life, warning all human sympathy to keep its distance, was
363 what the knowing ones call "nuts" to Scrooge.
364 </p>
365 <p>
366 Once upon a time—of all the good days in the year, on Christmas Eve—old
367 Scrooge sat busy in his counting-house. It was cold, bleak, biting weather: foggy
368 withal: and he could hear the people in the court outside, go wheezing up and down,
369 beating their hands upon their breasts, and stamping their feet upon the pavement
370 stones to warm them. The city clocks had only just gone three, but it was quite
371 dark already— it had not been light all day—and candles were flaring
372 in the windows of the neighbouring offices, like ruddy smears upon the palpable
373 brown air. The fog came pouring in at every chink and keyhole, and was so dense
374 without, that although the court was of the narrowest, the houses opposite were
375 mere phantoms. To see the dingy cloud come drooping down, obscuring everything,
376 one might have thought that Nature lived hard by, and was brewing on a large scale.
377 </p>
378 <p>
379 The door of Scrooge's counting-house was open that he might keep his eye upon his
380 clerk, who in a dismal little cell beyond, a sort of tank, was copying letters.
381 Scrooge had a very small fire, but the clerk's fire was so very much smaller that
382 it looked like one coal. But he couldn't replenish it, for Scrooge kept the coal-box
383 in his own room; and so surely as the clerk came in with the shovel, the master
384 predicted that it would be necessary for them to part. Wherefore the clerk put on
385 his white comforter, and tried to warm himself at the candle; in which effort, not
386 being a man of a strong imagination, he failed.
387 </p>
388 <p>
389 "A merry Christmas, uncle! God save you!" cried a cheerful voice. It was the voice
390 of Scrooge's nephew, who came upon him so quickly that this was the first intimation
391 he had of his approach.
392 </p>
393 <p>
394 "Bah!" said Scrooge, "Humbug!"
395 </p>
396 <p>
397 He had so heated himself with rapid walking in the fog and frost, this nephew of
398 Scrooge's, that he was all in a glow; his face was ruddy and handsome; his eyes
399 sparkled, and his breath smoked again.
400 </p>
401 <p>
402 "Christmas a humbug, uncle!" said Scrooge's nephew. "You don't mean that, I am sure?"
403 </p>
404 <p>
405 "I do," said Scrooge. "Merry Christmas! What right have you to be merry? What reason
406 have you to be merry? You're poor enough."
407 </p>
408 <p>
409 "Come, then," returned the nephew gaily. "What right have you to be dismal? What
410 reason have you to be morose? You're rich enough."
411 </p>
412 <p>
413 Scrooge having no better answer ready on the spur of the moment, said, "Bah!" again;
414 and followed it up with "Humbug."
415 </p>
416 <p>
417 "Don't be cross, uncle!" said the nephew.
418 </p>
419 <p>
420 "What else can I be," returned the uncle, "when I live in such a world of fools
421 as this? Merry Christmas! Out upon merry Christmas! What's Christmas time to you
422 but a time for paying bills without money; a time for finding yourself a year older,
423 but not an hour richer; a time for balancing your books and having every item in
424 'em through a round dozen of months presented dead against you? If I could work
425 my will," said Scrooge indignantly, "every idiot who goes about with 'Merry Christmas'
426 on his lips, should be boiled with his own pudding, and buried with a stake of holly
427 through his heart. He should!"
428 </p>
429 <p>
430 "Uncle!" pleaded the nephew.
431 </p>
432 <p>
433 "Nephew!" returned the uncle sternly, "keep Christmas in your own way, and let me
434 keep it in mine."
435 </p>
436 <p>
437 "Keep it!" repeated Scrooge's nephew. "But you don't keep it."
438 </p>
439 <p>
440 "Let me leave it alone, then," said Scrooge. "Much good may it do you! Much good
441 it has ever done you!"
442 </p>
443 <p>
444 "There are many things from which I might have derived good, by which I have not
445 profited, I dare say," returned the nephew. "Christmas among the rest. But I am
446 sure I have always thought of Christmas time, when it has come round—apart
447 from the veneration due to its sacred name and origin, if anything belonging to
448 it can be apart from that—as a good time; a kind, forgiving, charitable, pleasant
449 time; the only time I know of, in the long calendar of the year, when men and women
450 seem by one consent to open their shut-up hearts freely, and to think of people
451 below them as if they really were fellow-passengers to the grave, and not another
452 race of creatures bound on other journeys. And therefore, uncle, though it has never
453 put a scrap of gold or silver in my pocket, I believe that it has done me good,
454 and will do me good; and I say, God bless it!"
455 </p>
456 <p>
457 The clerk in the Tank involuntarily applauded. Becoming immediately sensible of
458 the impropriety, he poked the fire, and extinguished the last frail spark for ever.
459 </p>
460 <p>
461 "Let me hear another sound from you," said Scrooge, "and you'll keep your Christmas
462 by losing your situation! You're quite a powerful speaker, sir," he added, turning
463 to his nephew. "I wonder you don't go into Parliament."
464 </p>
465 <p>
466 "Don't be angry, uncle. Come! Dine with us to-morrow."
467 </p>
468 <p>
469 Scrooge said that he would see him—yes, indeed he did. He went the whole length
470 of the expression, and said that he would see him in that extremity first.
471 </p>
472 <p>
473 "But why?" cried Scrooge's nephew. "Why?"
474 </p>
475 <p>
476 "Why did you get married?" said Scrooge.
477 </p>
478 <p>
479 "Because I fell in love."
480 </p>
481 <p>
482 "Because you fell in love!" growled Scrooge, as if that were the only one thing
483 in the world more ridiculous than a merry Christmas. "Good afternoon!"
484 </p>
485 <p>
486 "Nay, uncle, but you never came to see me before that happened. Why give it as a
487 reason for not coming now?"
488 </p>
489 <p>
490 "Good afternoon," said Scrooge.
491 </p>
492 <p>
493 "I want nothing from you; I ask nothing of you; why cannot we be friends?"
494 </p>
495 <p>
496 "Good afternoon," said Scrooge.
497 </p>
498 <p>
499 "I am sorry, with all my heart, to find you so resolute. We have never had any quarrel,
500 to which I have been a party. But I have made the trial in homage to Christmas,
501 and I'll keep my Christmas humour to the last. So A Merry Christmas, uncle!"
502 </p>
503 <p>
504 "Good afternoon!" said Scrooge.
505 </p>
506 <p>
507 "And A Happy New Year!"
508 </p>
509 <p>
510 "Good afternoon!" said Scrooge.
511 </p>
512 <p>
513 His nephew left the room without an angry word, notwithstanding. He stopped at the
514 outer door to bestow the greetings of the season on the clerk, who, cold as he was,
515 was warmer than Scrooge; for he returned them cordially.
516 </p>
517 <p>
518 "There's another fellow," muttered Scrooge; who overheard him: "my clerk, with fifteen
519 shillings a week, and a wife and family, talking about a merry Christmas. I'll retire
520 to Bedlam."
521 </p>
522 <p>
523 This lunatic, in letting Scrooge's nephew out, had let two other people in. They
524 were portly gentlemen, pleasant to behold, and now stood, with their hats off, in
525 Scrooge's office. They had books and papers in their hands, and bowed to him.
526 </p>
527 <p>
528 "Scrooge and Marley's, I believe," said one of the gentlemen, referring to his list.
529 "Have I the pleasure of addressing Mr. Scrooge, or Mr. Marley?"
530 </p>
531 <p>
532 "Mr. Marley has been dead these seven years," Scrooge replied. "He died seven years
533 ago, this very night."
534 </p>
535 <p>
536 "We have no doubt his liberality is well represented by his surviving partner,"
537 said the gentleman, presenting his credentials.
538 </p>
539 <p>
540 It certainly was; for they had been two kindred spirits. At the ominous word "liberality,"
541 Scrooge frowned, and shook his head, and handed the credentials back.
542 </p>
543 <p>
544 "At this festive season of the year, Mr. Scrooge," said the gentleman, taking up
545 a pen, "it is more than usually desirable that we should make some slight provision
546 for the Poor and destitute, who suffer greatly at the present time. Many thousands
547 are in want of common necessaries; hundreds of thousands are in want of common comforts,
548 sir."
549 </p>
550 <p>
551 "Are there no prisons?" asked Scrooge.
552 </p>
553 <p>
554 "Plenty of prisons," said the gentleman, laying down the pen again.
555 </p>
556 <p>
557 "And the Union workhouses?" demanded Scrooge. "Are they still in operation?"
558 </p>
559 <p>
560 "They are. Still," returned the gentleman, "I wish I could say they were not."
561 </p>
562 <p>
563 "The Treadmill and the Poor Law are in full vigour, then?" said Scrooge.
564 </p>
565 <p>
566 "Both very busy, sir."
567 </p>
568 <p>
569 "Oh! I was afraid, from what you said at first, that something had occurred to stop
570 them in their useful course," said Scrooge. "I'm very glad to hear it."
571 </p>
572 <p>
573 "Under the impression that they scarcely furnish Christian cheer of mind or body
574 to the multitude," returned the gentleman, "a few of us are endeavouring to raise
575 a fund to buy the Poor some meat and drink, and means of warmth. We choose this
576 time, because it is a time, of all others, when Want is keenly felt, and Abundance
577 rejoices. What shall I put you down for?"
578 </p>
579 <p>
580 "Nothing!" Scrooge replied.
581 </p>
582 <p>
583 "You wish to be anonymous?"
584 </p>
585 <p>
586 "I wish to be left alone," said Scrooge. "Since you ask me what I wish, gentlemen,
587 that is my answer. I don't make merry myself at Christmas and I can't afford to
588 make idle people merry. I help to support the establishments I have mentioned—they
589 cost enough; and those who are badly off must go there."
590 </p>
591 <p>
592 "Many can't go there; and many would rather die."
593 </p>
594 <p>
595 "If they would rather die," said Scrooge, "they had better do it, and decrease the
596 surplus population. Besides—excuse me—I don't know that."
597 </p>
598 <p>
599 "But you might know it," observed the gentleman.
600 </p>
601 <p>
602 "It's not my business," Scrooge returned. "It's enough for a man to understand his
603 own business, and not to interfere with other people's. Mine occupies me constantly.
604 Good afternoon, gentlemen!"
605 </p>
606 <p>
607 Seeing clearly that it would be useless to pursue their point, the gentlemen withdrew.
608 Scrooge resumed his labours with an improved opinion of himself, and in a more facetious
609 temper than was usual with him.
610 </p>
611 <p>
612 Meanwhile the fog and darkness thickened so, that people ran about with flaring
613 links, proffering their services to go before horses in carriages, and conduct them
614 on their way. The ancient tower of a church, whose gruff old bell was always peeping
615 slily down at Scrooge out of a Gothic window in the wall, became invisible, and
616 struck the hours and quarters in the clouds, with tremulous vibrations afterwards
617 as if its teeth were chattering in its frozen head up there. The cold became intense.
618 In the main street, at the corner of the court, some labourers were repairing the
619 gas-pipes, and had lighted a great fire in a brazier, round which a party of ragged
620 men and boys were gathered: warming their hands and winking their eyes before the
621 blaze in rapture. The water-plug being left in solitude, its overflowings sullenly
622 congealed, and turned to misanthropic ice. The brightness of the shops where holly
623 sprigs and berries crackled in the lamp heat of the windows, made pale faces ruddy
624 as they passed. Poulterers' and grocers' trades became a splendid joke: a glorious
625 pageant, with which it was next to impossible to believe that such dull principles
626 as bargain and sale had anything to do. The Lord Mayor, in the stronghold of the
627 mighty Mansion House, gave orders to his fifty cooks and butlers to keep Christmas
628 as a Lord Mayor's household should; and even the little tailor, whom he had fined
629 five shillings on the previous Monday for being drunk and bloodthirsty in the streets,
630 stirred up to-morrow's pudding in his garret, while his lean wife and the baby sallied
631 out to buy the beef.
632 </p>
633 <p>
634 Foggier yet, and colder. Piercing, searching, biting cold. If the good Saint Dunstan
635 had but nipped the Evil Spirit's nose with a touch of such weather as that, instead
636 of using his familiar weapons, then indeed he would have roared to lusty purpose.
637 The owner of one scant young nose, gnawed and mumbled by the hungry cold as bones
638 are gnawed by dogs, stooped down at Scrooge's keyhole to regale him with a Christmas
639 carol: but at the first sound of
640 </p>
641 <div class="poem">
642 <div class="poem-line">
643 "God bless you, merry gentleman!
644 </div>
645 <div class="poem-line">
646 May nothing you dismay!"
647 </div>
648 </div>
649 <p>
650 Scrooge seized the ruler with such energy of action, that the singer fled in terror,
651 leaving the keyhole to the fog and even more congenial frost.
652 </p>
653 <p>
654 At length the hour of shutting up the counting-house arrived. With an ill-will Scrooge
655 dismounted from his stool, and tacitly admitted the fact to the expectant clerk
656 in the Tank, who instantly snuffed his candle out, and put on his hat.
657 </p>
658 <p>
659 "You'll want all day to-morrow, I suppose?" said Scrooge.
660 </p>
661 <p>
662 "If quite convenient, sir."
663 </p>
664 <p>
665 "It's not convenient," said Scrooge, "and it's not fair. If I was to stop half-a-crown
666 for it, you'd think yourself ill-used, I'll be bound?"
667 </p>
668 <p>
669 The clerk smiled faintly.
670 </p>
671 <p>
672 "And yet," said Scrooge, "you don't think me ill-used, when I pay a day's wages
673 for no work."
674 </p>
675 <p>
676 The clerk observed that it was only once a year.
677 </p>
678 <p>
679 "A poor excuse for picking a man's pocket every twenty-fifth of December!" said
680 Scrooge, buttoning his great-coat to the chin. "But I suppose you must have the
681 whole day. Be here all the earlier next morning."
682 </p>
683 <p>
684 The clerk promised that he would; and Scrooge walked out with a growl. The office
685 was closed in a twinkling, and the clerk, with the long ends of his white comforter
686 dangling below his waist (for he boasted no great-coat), went down a slide on Cornhill,
687 at the end of a lane of boys, twenty times, in honour of its being Christmas Eve,
688 and then ran home to Camden Town as hard as he could pelt, to play at blindman's-buff.
689 </p>
690 <p>
691 Scrooge took his melancholy dinner in his usual melancholy tavern; and having read
692 all the newspapers, and beguiled the rest of the evening with his banker's-book,
693 went home to bed. He lived in chambers which had once belonged to his deceased partner.
694 They were a gloomy suite of rooms, in a lowering pile of building up a yard, where
695 it had so little business to be, that one could scarcely help fancying it must have
696 run there when it was a young house, playing at hide-and-seek with other houses,
697 and forgotten the way out again. It was old enough now, and dreary enough, for nobody
698 lived in it but Scrooge, the other rooms being all let out as offices. The yard
699 was so dark that even Scrooge, who knew its every stone, was fain to grope with
700 his hands. The fog and frost so hung about the black old gateway of the house, that
701 it seemed as if the Genius of the Weather sat in mournful meditation on the threshold.
702 </p>
703 <p>
704 Now, it is a fact, that there was nothing at all particular about the knocker on
705 the door, except that it was very large. It is also a fact, that Scrooge had seen
706 it, night and morning, during his whole residence in that place; also that Scrooge
707 had as little of what is called fancy about him as any man in the city of London,
708 even including—which is a bold word—the corporation, aldermen, and livery.
709 Let it also be borne in mind that Scrooge had not bestowed one thought on Marley,
710 since his last mention of his seven years' dead partner that afternoon. And then
711 let any man explain to me, if he can, how it happened that Scrooge, having his key
712 in the lock of the door, saw in the knocker, without its undergoing any intermediate
713 process of change—not a knocker, but Marley's face.
714 </p>
715 <p>
716 Marley's face. It was not in impenetrable shadow as the other objects in the yard
717 were, but had a dismal light about it, like a bad lobster in a dark cellar. It was
718 not angry or ferocious, but looked at Scrooge as Marley used to look: with ghostly
719 spectacles turned up on its ghostly forehead. The hair was curiously stirred, as
720 if by breath or hot air; and, though the eyes were wide open, they were perfectly
721 motionless. That, and its livid colour, made it horrible; but its horror seemed
722 to be in spite of the face and beyond its control, rather than a part of its own
723 expression.
724 </p>
725 <p>
726 As Scrooge looked fixedly at this phenomenon, it was a knocker again.
727 </p>
728 <p>
729 To say that he was not startled, or that his blood was not conscious of a terrible
730 sensation to which it had been a stranger from infancy, would be untrue. But he
731 put his hand upon the key he had relinquished, turned it sturdily, walked in, and
732 lighted his candle.
733 </p>
734 <p>
735 He did pause, with a moment's irresolution, before he shut the door; and he did
736 look cautiously behind it first, as if he half expected to be terrified with the
737 sight of Marley's pigtail sticking out into the hall. But there was nothing on the
738 back of the door, except the screws and nuts that held the knocker on, so he said
739 "Pooh, pooh!" and closed it with a bang.
740 </p>
741 <p>
742 The sound resounded through the house like thunder. Every room above, and every
743 cask in the wine-merchant's cellars below, appeared to have a separate peal of echoes
744 of its own. Scrooge was not a man to be frightened by echoes. He fastened the door,
745 and walked across the hall, and up the stairs; slowly too: trimming his candle as
746 he went.
747 </p>
748 <p>
749 You may talk vaguely about driving a coach-and-six up a good old flight of stairs,
750 or through a bad young Act of Parliament; but I mean to say you might have got a
751 hearse up that staircase, and taken it broadwise, with the splinter-bar towards
752 the wall and the door towards the balustrades: and done it easy. There was plenty
753 of width for that, and room to spare; which is perhaps the reason why Scrooge thought
754 he saw a locomotive hearse going on before him in the gloom. Half-a-dozen gas-lamps
755 out of the street wouldn't have lighted the entry too well, so you may suppose that
756 it was pretty dark with Scrooge's dip.
757 </p>
758 <p>
759 Up Scrooge went, not caring a button for that. Darkness is cheap, and Scrooge liked
760 it. But before he shut his heavy door, he walked through his rooms to see that all
761 was right. He had just enough recollection of the face to desire to do that.
762 </p>
763 <p>
764 Sitting-room, bedroom, lumber-room. All as they should be. Nobody under the table,
765 nobody under the sofa; a small fire in the grate; spoon and basin ready; and the
766 little saucepan of gruel (Scrooge had a cold in his head) upon the hob. Nobody under
767 the bed; nobody in the closet; nobody in his dressing-gown, which was hanging up
768 in a suspicious attitude against the wall. Lumber-room as usual. Old fire-guard,
769 old shoes, two fish-baskets, washing-stand on three legs, and a poker.
770 </p>
771 <p>
772 Quite satisfied, he closed his door, and locked himself in; double-locked himself
773 in, which was not his custom. Thus secured against surprise, he took off his cravat;
774 put on his dressing-gown and slippers, and his nightcap; and sat down before the
775 fire to take his gruel.
776 </p>
777 <p>
778 It was a very low fire indeed; nothing on such a bitter night. He was obliged to
779 sit close to it, and brood over it, before he could extract the least sensation
780 of warmth from such a handful of fuel. The fireplace was an old one, built by some
781 Dutch merchant long ago, and paved all round with quaint Dutch tiles, designed to
782 illustrate the Scriptures. There were Cains and Abels, Pharaoh's daughters; Queens
783 of Sheba, Angelic messengers descending through the air on clouds like feather-beds,
784 Abrahams, Belshazzars, Apostles putting off to sea in butter-boats, hundreds of
785 figures to attract his thoughts; and yet that face of Marley, seven years dead,
786 came like the ancient Prophet's rod, and swallowed up the whole. If each smooth
787 tile had been a blank at first, with power to shape some picture on its surface
788 from the disjointed fragments of his thoughts, there would have been a copy of old
789 Marley's head on every one.
790 </p>
791 <p>
792 "Humbug!" said Scrooge; and walked across the room.
793 </p>
794 <p>
795 After several turns, he sat down again. As he threw his head back in the chair,
796 his glance happened to rest upon a bell, a disused bell, that hung in the room,
797 and communicated for some purpose now forgotten with a chamber in the highest story
798 of the building. It was with great astonishment, and with a strange, inexplicable
799 dread, that as he looked, he saw this bell begin to swing. It swung so softly in
800 the outset that it scarcely made a sound; but soon it rang out loudly, and so did
801 every bell in the house.
802 </p>
803 <p>
804 This might have lasted half a minute, or a minute, but it seemed an hour. The bells
805 ceased as they had begun, together. They were succeeded by a clanking noise, deep
806 down below; as if some person were dragging a heavy chain over the casks in the
807 wine-merchant's cellar. Scrooge then remembered to have heard that ghosts in haunted
808 houses were described as dragging chains.
809 </p>
810 <p>
811 The cellar-door flew open with a booming sound, and then he heard the noise much
812 louder, on the floors below; then coming up the stairs; then coming straight towards
813 his door.
814 </p>
815 <p>
816 "It's humbug still!" said Scrooge. "I won't believe it."
817 </p>
818 <p>
819 His colour changed though, when, without a pause, it came on through the heavy door,
820 and passed into the room before his eyes. Upon its coming in, the dying flame leaped
821 up, as though it cried, "I know him; Marley's Ghost!" and fell again.
822 </p>
823 <p>
824 The same face: the very same. Marley in his pigtail, usual waistcoat, tights and
825 boots; the tassels on the latter bristling, like his pigtail, and his coat-skirts,
826 and the hair upon his head. The chain he drew was clasped about his middle. It was
827 long, and wound about him like a tail; and it was made (for Scrooge observed it
828 closely) of cash-boxes, keys, padlocks, ledgers, deeds, and heavy purses wrought
829 in steel. His body was transparent; so that Scrooge, observing him, and looking
830 through his waistcoat, could see the two buttons on his coat behind.
831 </p>
832 <p>
833 Scrooge had often heard it said that Marley had no bowels, but he had never believed
834 it until now.
835 </p>
836 <p>
837 No, nor did he believe it even now. Though he looked the phantom through and through,
838 and saw it standing before him; though he felt the chilling influence of its death-cold
839 eyes; and marked the very texture of the folded kerchief bound about its head and
840 chin, which wrapper he had not observed before; he was still incredulous, and fought
841 against his senses.
842 </p>
843 <p>
844 "How now!" said Scrooge, caustic and cold as ever. "What do you want with me?"
845 </p>
846 <p>
847 "Much!"—Marley's voice, no doubt about it.
848 </p>
849 <p>
850 "Who are you?"
851 </p>
852 <p>
853 "Ask me who I was."
854 </p>
855 <p>
856 "Who were you then?" said Scrooge, raising his voice. "You're particular, for a
857 shade." He was going to say "to a shade," but substituted this, as more appropriate.
858 </p>
859 <p>
860 "In life I was your partner, Jacob Marley."
861 </p>
862 <p>
863 "Can you—can you sit down?" asked Scrooge, looking doubtfully at him.
864 </p>
865 <p>
866 "I can."
867 </p>
868 <p>
869 "Do it, then."
870 </p>
871 <p>
872 Scrooge asked the question, because he didn't know whether a ghost so transparent
873 might find himself in a condition to take a chair; and felt that in the event of
874 its being impossible, it might involve the necessity of an embarrassing explanation.
875 But the ghost sat down on the opposite side of the fireplace, as if he were quite
876 used to it.
877 </p>
878 <p>
879 "You don't believe in me," observed the Ghost.
880 </p>
881 <p>
882 "I don't," said Scrooge.
883 </p>
884 <p>
885 "What evidence would you have of my reality beyond that of your senses?"
886 </p>
887 <p>
888 "I don't know," said Scrooge.
889 </p>
890 <p>
891 "Why do you doubt your senses?"
892 </p>
893 <p>
894 "Because," said Scrooge, "a little thing affects them. A slight disorder of the
895 stomach makes them cheats. You may be an undigested bit of beef, a blot of mustard,
896 a crumb of cheese, a fragment of an underdone potato. There's more of gravy than
897 of grave about you, whatever you are!"
898 </p>
899 <p>
900 Scrooge was not much in the habit of cracking jokes, nor did he feel, in his heart,
901 by any means waggish then. The truth is, that he tried to be smart, as a means of
902 distracting his own attention, and keeping down his terror; for the spectre's voice
903 disturbed the very marrow in his bones.
904 </p>
905 <p>
906 To sit, staring at those fixed glazed eyes, in silence for a moment, would play,
907 Scrooge felt, the very deuce with him. There was something very awful, too, in the
908 spectre's being provided with an infernal atmosphere of its own. Scrooge could not
909 feel it himself, but this was clearly the case; for though the Ghost sat perfectly
910 motionless, its hair, and skirts, and tassels, were still agitated as by the hot
911 vapour from an oven.
912 </p>
913 <p>
914 "You see this toothpick?" said Scrooge, returning quickly to the charge, for the
915 reason just assigned; and wishing, though it were only for a second, to divert the
916 vision's stony gaze from himself.
917 </p>
918 <p>
919 "I do," replied the Ghost.
920 </p>
921 <p>
922 "You are not looking at it," said Scrooge.
923 </p>
924 <p>
925 "But I see it," said the Ghost, "notwithstanding."
926 </p>
927 <p>
928 "Well!" returned Scrooge, "I have but to swallow this, and be for the rest of my
929 days persecuted by a legion of goblins, all of my own creation. Humbug, I tell you!
930 humbug!"
931 </p>
932 <p>
933 At this the spirit raised a frightful cry, and shook its chain with such a dismal
934 and appalling noise, that Scrooge held on tight to his chair, to save himself from
935 falling in a swoon. But how much greater was his horror, when the phantom taking
936 off the bandage round its head, as if it were too warm to wear indoors, its lower
937 jaw dropped down upon its breast!
938 </p>
939 <p>
940 Scrooge fell upon his knees, and clasped his hands before his face.
941 </p>
942 <p>
943 "Mercy!" he said. "Dreadful apparition, why do you trouble me?"
944 </p>
945 <p>
946 "Man of the worldly mind!" replied the Ghost, "do you believe in me or not?"
947 </p>
948 <p>
949 "I do," said Scrooge. "I must. But why do spirits walk the earth, and why do they
950 come to me?"
951 </p>
952 <p>
953 "It is required of every man," the Ghost returned, "that the spirit within him should
954 walk abroad among his fellowmen, and travel far and wide; and if that spirit goes
955 not forth in life, it is condemned to do so after death. It is doomed to wander
956 through the world—oh, woe is me!—and witness what it cannot share, but
957 might have shared on earth, and turned to happiness!"
958 </p>
959 <p>
960 Again the spectre raised a cry, and shook its chain and wrung its shadowy hands.
961 </p>
962 <p>
963 "You are fettered," said Scrooge, trembling. "Tell me why?"
964 </p>
965 <p>
966 "I wear the chain I forged in life," replied the Ghost. "I made it link by link,
967 and yard by yard; I girded it on of my own free will, and of my own free will I
968 wore it. Is its pattern strange to you?"
969 </p>
970 <p>
971 Scrooge trembled more and more.
972 </p>
973 <p>
974 "Or would you know," pursued the Ghost, "the weight and length of the strong coil
975 you bear yourself? It was full as heavy and as long as this, seven Christmas Eves
976 ago. You have laboured on it, since. It is a ponderous chain!"
977 </p>
978 <p>
979 Scrooge glanced about him on the floor, in the expectation of finding himself surrounded
980 by some fifty or sixty fathoms of iron cable: but he could see nothing.
981 </p>
982 <p>
983 "Jacob," he said, imploringly. "Old Jacob Marley, tell me more. Speak comfort to
984 me, Jacob!"
985 </p>
986 <p>
987 "I have none to give," the Ghost replied. "It comes from other regions, Ebenezer
988 Scrooge, and is conveyed by other ministers, to other kinds of men. Nor can I tell
989 you what I would. A very little more is all permitted to me. I cannot rest, I cannot
990 stay, I cannot linger anywhere. My spirit never walked beyond our counting-house—mark
991 me!—in life my spirit never roved beyond the narrow limits of our money-changing
992 hole; and weary journeys lie before me!"
993 </p>
994 <p>
995 It was a habit with Scrooge, whenever he became thoughtful, to put his hands in
996 his breeches pockets. Pondering on what the Ghost had said, he did so now, but without
997 lifting up his eyes, or getting off his knees.
998 </p>
999 <p>
1000 "You must have been very slow about it, Jacob," Scrooge observed, in a business-like
1001 manner, though with humility and deference.
1002 </p>
1003 <p>
1004 "Slow!" the Ghost repeated.
1005 </p>
1006 <p>
1007 "Seven years dead," mused Scrooge. "And travelling all the time!"
1008 </p>
1009 <p>
1010 "The whole time," said the Ghost. "No rest, no peace. Incessant torture of remorse."
1011 </p>
1012 <p>
1013 "You travel fast?" said Scrooge.
1014 </p>
1015 <p>
1016 "On the wings of the wind," replied the Ghost.
1017 </p>
1018 <p>
1019 "You might have got over a great quantity of ground in seven years," said Scrooge.
1020 </p>
1021 <p>
1022 The Ghost, on hearing this, set up another cry, and clanked its chain so hideously
1023 in the dead silence of the night, that the Ward would have been justified in indicting
1024 it for a nuisance.
1025 </p>
1026 <p>
1027 "Oh! captive, bound, and double-ironed," cried the phantom, "not to know, that ages
1028 of incessant labour by immortal creatures, for this earth must pass into eternity
1029 before the good of which it is susceptible is all developed. Not to know that any
1030 Christian spirit working kindly in its little sphere, whatever it may be, will find
1031 its mortal life too short for its vast means of usefulness. Not to know that no
1032 space of regret can make amends for one life's opportunity misused! Yet such was
1033 I! Oh! such was I!"
1034 </p>
1035 <p>
1036 "But you were always a good man of business, Jacob," faltered Scrooge, who now began
1037 to apply this to himself.
1038 </p>
1039 <p>
1040 "Business!" cried the Ghost, wringing its hands again. "Mankind was my business.
1041 The common welfare was my business; charity, mercy, forbearance, and benevolence,
1042 were, all, my business. The dealings of my trade were but a drop of water in the
1043 comprehensive ocean of my business!"
1044 </p>
1045 <p>
1046 It held up its chain at arm's length, as if that were the cause of all its unavailing
1047 grief, and flung it heavily upon the ground again.
1048 </p>
1049 <p>
1050 "At this time of the rolling year," the spectre said, "I suffer most. Why did I
1051 walk through crowds of fellow-beings with my eyes turned down, and never raise them
1052 to that blessed Star which led the Wise Men to a poor abode! Were there no poor
1053 homes to which its light would have conducted me!"
1054 </p>
1055 <p>
1056 Scrooge was very much dismayed to hear the spectre going on at this rate, and began
1057 to quake exceedingly.
1058 </p>
1059 <p>
1060 "Hear me!" cried the Ghost. "My time is nearly gone."
1061 </p>
1062 <p>
1063 "I will," said Scrooge. "But don't be hard upon me! Don't be flowery, Jacob! Pray!"
1064 </p>
1065 <p>
1066 "How it is that I appear before you in a shape that you can see, I may not tell.
1067 I have sat invisible beside you many and many a day."
1068 </p>
1069 <p>
1070 It was not an agreeable idea. Scrooge shivered, and wiped the perspiration from
1071 his brow.
1072 </p>
1073 <p>
1074 "That is no light part of my penance," pursued the Ghost. "I am here to-night to
1075 warn you, that you have yet a chance and hope of escaping my fate. A chance and
1076 hope of my procuring, Ebenezer."
1077 </p>
1078 <p>
1079 "You were always a good friend to me," said Scrooge. "Thank'ee!"
1080 </p>
1081 <p>
1082 "You will be haunted," resumed the Ghost, "by Three Spirits."
1083 </p>
1084 <p>
1085 Scrooge's countenance fell almost as low as the Ghost's had done.
1086 </p>
1087 <p>
1088 "Is that the chance and hope you mentioned, Jacob?" he demanded, in a faltering
1089 voice.
1090 </p>
1091 <p>
1092 "It is."
1093 </p>
1094 <p>
1095 "I—I think I'd rather not," said Scrooge.
1096 </p>
1097 <p>
1098 "Without their visits," said the Ghost, "you cannot hope to shun the path I tread.
1099 Expect the first to-morrow, when the bell tolls One."
1100 </p>
1101 <p>
1102 "Couldn't I take 'em all at once, and have it over, Jacob?" hinted Scrooge.
1103 </p>
1104 <p>
1105 "Expect the second on the next night at the same hour. The third upon the next night
1106 when the last stroke of Twelve has ceased to vibrate. Look to see me no more; and
1107 look that, for your own sake, you remember what has passed between us!"
1108 </p>
1109 <p>
1110 When it had said these words, the spectre took its wrapper from the table, and bound
1111 it round its head, as before. Scrooge knew this, by the smart sound its teeth made,
1112 when the jaws were brought together by the bandage. He ventured to raise his eyes
1113 again, and found his supernatural visitor confronting him in an erect attitude,
1114 with its chain wound over and about its arm.
1115 </p>
1116 <p>
1117 The apparition walked backward from him; and at every step it took, the window raised
1118 itself a little, so that when the spectre reached it, it was wide open.
1119 </p>
1120 <p>
1121 It beckoned Scrooge to approach, which he did. When they were within two paces of
1122 each other, Marley's Ghost held up its hand, warning him to come no nearer. Scrooge
1123 stopped.
1124 </p>
1125 <p>
1126 Not so much in obedience, as in surprise and fear: for on the raising of the hand,
1127 he became sensible of confused noises in the air; incoherent sounds of lamentation
1128 and regret; wailings inexpressibly sorrowful and self-accusatory. The spectre, after
1129 listening for a moment, joined in the mournful dirge; and floated out upon the bleak,
1130 dark night.
1131 </p>
1132 <p>
1133 Scrooge followed to the window: desperate in his curiosity. He looked out.
1134 </p>
1135 <p>
1136 The air was filled with phantoms, wandering hither and thither in restless haste,
1137 and moaning as they went. Every one of them wore chains like Marley's Ghost; some
1138 few (they might be guilty governments) were linked together; none were free. Many
1139 had been personally known to Scrooge in their lives. He had been quite familiar
1140 with one old ghost, in a white waistcoat, with a monstrous iron safe attached to
1141 its ankle, who cried piteously at being unable to assist a wretched woman with an
1142 infant, whom it saw below, upon a door-step. The misery with them all was, clearly,
1143 that they sought to interfere, for good, in human matters, and had lost the power
1144 for ever.
1145 </p>
1146 <p>
1147 Whether these creatures faded into mist, or mist enshrouded them, he could not tell.
1148 But they and their spirit voices faded together; and the night became as it had
1149 been when he walked home.
1150 </p>
1151 <p>
1152 Scrooge closed the window, and examined the door by which the Ghost had entered.
1153 It was double-locked, as he had locked it with his own hands, and the bolts were
1154 undisturbed. He tried to say "Humbug!" but stopped at the first syllable. And being,
1155 from the emotion he had undergone, or the fatigues of the day, or his glimpse of
1156 the Invisible World, or the dull conversation of the Ghost, or the lateness of the
1157 hour, much in need of repose; went straight to bed, without undressing, and fell
1158 asleep upon the instant.
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