I look around me on every side and every one seeking for pleasure, and how different are the ideas of the things that produce it. I see many seeking this desired object in places and at transactions to me disgusting. Some in going about the street after dark seek some little mischief that can only give delight but for a moment. Some collect in small numbers and spend the time in idle conversation and laughter. Others at the card table play merely to pass away the hours. Now, reading and writing is a much more preferable way.