and
have not seen one single box or bale of goods of any kind whatever.
Last year at this time a person could scarcely go through the
street without clambering over goods of all descriptions. A truck
cart loaded with merchandise is now a rare object. A bale of goods
can not be sold at any price. The countenances of all our best
business men are stretched out in a perpendicular direction and
when the times will let them come back into human shape not even
the wisest pretend to guess. Those that are out of all speculative
and ever-changing business may consider themselves in a Paradismal
state.

In the spring of 1838 he writes to Guelma and Susan, at that time
twenty and eighteen years of age, to know if they feel that they
possibly can go alone from Philadelphia to New York, where he will join
them and bring them home; but evidently they decide they can not, for
Susan's journal speaks of "the happy moment when they run to the gate
to meet him." On the journey he tells them that his business is ruined,
they can not return to school and will have to give up their beautiful
and beloved new home. In recalling those times Miss Anthony says that
never in all her long life did she see such agony as her father passed
through during the dreadful days which followed. All that he had
accumulated in a lifetime of hard work and careful planning was swept
away, and there was scarcely a spot of solid ground upon which he could
plant his feet to begin the struggle once more.

In her diary, speaking of an aunt who sympathizes with them and says it
will be hard to give up going with the people they have been accustomed
to, Susan observes, "I do not think that losing our property will cause
us ever to mingle with low company." She is now somewhat uncertain
about taking up teaching permanently, fearing she will "lose the habit
of using the plain language;" but May 22, 1838, she writes at Union
Village, now Greenwich:

On last evening, which was First day, I again left my home to
mingle with strangers, which seems to be my sad lot. Separation was
rendered more trying on account of the embarrassing condition of
our business affairs. I found my school small and quite disorderly.
O, may my patience hold out to persevere without intermission.

In the summer of 1838 the factory, store, home and much of the
furniture had to be given up to the creditors. Not an article was
spared from