Monday, 12 October, 1829
I have visited several patients today, among them there was a poor disconsolate widow surrounded by several children creating more misery than consolation because they had no regard for the mother. Her oldest son, now a man grown, was given to the vice of drunkenness, neglecting everything about the plantation regardless of the salutary admonitions of an aged mother. Her daughters planning visits and preparing gaudy dresses to wear in romping about the neighborhood. Such undutiful children will see the time of repentance, chagrin, and remorse for such conduct. Every respectable individual in the whole community looks upon them with disgust. We should be kind and dutiful to our parents.