CHAPTER XI.
EFFECTS OF THE FAILURE ON MYSELF--REMOVAL TO WATERBURY AND ANSONIA-- UNFORTUNATE BUSINESS CONNECTIONS.
After saying so much as I have about my misfortunes in life, I must say a few words about what has happened and what I have been through with during the last four years.
When the Jerome Manufacturing Company failed, every dollar that I had saved out of a long life of toil and labor was not enough to support my family for one year.

It was hard indeed for a man sixty-three years old, and my heart sickened at the prospect ahead.

Perhaps there never was a man that wanted more than I did to be in business and be somebody by the side of my neighbors.

There never was a man more grieved than I was when I had to give up those splendid factories with the great facilities they had over all others in the world for the manufacture of clocks both good and cheap, all of which had been effected through my untiring efforts.
No one but myself can know what my feelings were when I was compelled, through no fault of my own, to leave that splendid clustre [sic] of buildings with all its machinery, and its thousands of good customers all over this country and Europe, and in fact the whole world, which in itself was a fortune.

And then to leave that beautiful mansion at the head of the New Haven bay, which I had almost worshipped.