Friday, 4 December, 1829

The day is very rainy and cold. Have visited one of those rich men that in reality possesses ten dollars worth of property. His house is well decorated with fancy. His daughters, elegantly dressed; his table well furnished; his stable full of horses, and his pockets full of paper money. And all these are the credit of a few industrious men who in the end will have to suffer from their own and his imprudence. Let me advise you again, never to suffer your name to elevate that of another art the risk of great pecuniary loss, and if in the course of life you should feel bound to give assistance by going security, let it be to the poor industrious man and not to the idle and profligate. Daniel Hauser is the man to whom I allude.