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that has been rung in my ears so long ! I hope 

 the right time will come by and by. The winter, 

 it is said, is the proper season ; but, as it is better 

 in the South in that season, and it will be more 

 profitable to be there, I shall give Albany a thor- 

 ough trial and do my best. If I should not find 

 enough to employ me here, I think I shall return 

 to New York and settle there. This I had rather 

 not do at present, but it may be the best that I 

 can do. Roaming becomes more and more irk- 

 some. Imperious necessity alone drives me to this 

 course. Don't think by this I am faint-hearted. 

 I shall persevere in this course, painful as is the 

 separation from my family, until Providence 

 clearly points out my duty to return." 



Morse now turned his attention to the invention 

 of a machine for carving marble, from which he 

 hoped for pecuniary success, but success did not 

 result from it. He now went to New York to try 

 his fortune. But things were no brighter. 



He wrote to Lucretia: "My last two letters 

 have held out to you some encouraging prospects 

 of success here, but now they seem darkened again. 

 I have had nothing to do this week thus far but to 

 wait patiently. I have advertised in both of the 

 city papers that I should remain one week to re- 

 ceive applications, but as yet it has produced no 

 effect. ... I sleep in my room on the floor, and 

 put my bed out of sight during the day, as at 

 Washington. ... I have been active in calling on 

 my friends and inviting them to my room ; they 



