Had he been satisfied with bread and meat, all would have been well.
But he sauntered out for luxuries.

He wanted ice-cream.

He got it, but brought upon his head the perils and damages of which I have written.

As long as we have reasonable wants we get on comfortably, but it is the struggle after luxuries that fills society with distress, and populates prisons, and sends hundreds of people stark mad.

Dissatisfied with a plain house, and ordinary apparel, and respectable surroundings, they plunge their head into enterprises and speculations from which they have to sneak out in disgrace.