"I am equal to everything," he said, "if they only give me time to prove it!" Although he had fled from his country in order not to take up arms, he even led a soldier's life for a brief period in his adopted land, receiving a wound in one of the many hostilities between the whites and reds in the unsettled districts.
In Buenos Aires, he again worked as a woodcarver.

The city was beginning to expand, breaking its shell as a large village.

Desnoyers spent many years ornamenting salons and facades.

It was a laborious existence, sedentary and remunerative.

But one day he became tired of this slow saving which could only bring him a mediocre fortune after a long time.
He had gone to the new world to become rich like so many others.