The Worse My Drawings Were, The More

During All These Years There Existed Within Me A Tendency To Follow Nature In Her Walks.

Hunting, Fishing, Drawing, And Music Occupied My Every Moment. Cares I Knew Not, And Cared Naught About Them.

On Landing At New York I Caught The Yellow Fever By Walking To The Bank At Greenwich To Get The Money To Which My Father's Letter Of Credit Entitled Me. The Kind Man Who Commanded The Ship That Brought Me From France, Whose Name Was A Common One, John Smith, Took Particular Charge Of Me, Removed Me To Morristown, N. J., And Placed Me Under The Care Of Two Quaker Ladies Who Kept A Boarding - House. To Their Skilful And Untiring Ministrations I May Safely Say I Owe The Prolongation Of My Life.

To Have Been Torn From The Study Would Have Been As Death; My Time Was Entirely Occupied With Art.

The Fur Company May Be Called The Exterminating Medium Of These Wild And Almost Uninhabitable Regions, Which Cupidity Or The Love Of Money Alone Would Induce Man To Venture Into. Where Can I Now Go And Find Nature Undisturbed?