'the spirit of every man who does not help other people in life has to travel endlessly through the wold after his death. We have to carry the chains that we made for ourselves in our lifetime. Do you, Ebenezer Scooge,recognize my chain?It is very like the one that you wear!' Scoorge looked around him, but could see no chain "jacob,he said,"please tell me more!
'i cannot help you much, Ebenezer! I cannot rest, i cannot stay anywhere for long. I have been dead for seven years and all that time I have been traveling on the wings of the wind! No peace, no rest for me in death, because I was never good or kind in life!.