I have rode considerable and, as it may be imagined, thought much. Though I fully feel the justice and force of these objections, yet I cannot perfectly reconcile them to my feelings. I feel that my motives were not properly appreciated and that my character stood a little doubtful. Still I have no cause to complain, for indeed no one knew but that I was destitute of one good quality. Any man may conduct himself with propriety for some time, and then show his want of good principle in some diabolical act of which there was no suspicion. Yet the time I had been in the place was too short to afford a complete criterion from good and that nothing in relation to my moral character could be procured that would even cast a shade over it.