Sinopsis

I was born in Boston, a considerable borough town in Lincolnshire, in
Great Britain, on the 21st of May, 1783. My father, Edward Jewitt, was by
trade a blacksmith, and esteemed among the first in his line of business in
that place. At the age of three years I had the misfortune to lose my mother,
a most excellent woman, who died in childbed, leaving an infant daughter,
who, with myself, and an elder brother by a former marriage of my father,
constituted the whole of our family. My father, who considered a good
education as the greatest blessing he could bestow on his children, was
very particular in paying every attention to us in that respect, always
exhorting us to behave well,...