Publisher's Synopsis
This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1790 edition. Excerpt: ... VISIT XII. BUT the next day the duke thus resumed the narration: My father, said the first uflier, was an armourer in the city of Coventry. Observing that. I discovered no genius for the anvil, he sent me to a free school, where I was put into Latin grammar long before I could even tolerably read my native tongue. At length, having made some little progress in literature, my father took me home, in order to keep accounts for him, and to assist in collecting his debts, which, alas! were pretty numerous; many barons disdaining to pay him for their armour, and others cruelly causing him to mis-spend his time in waiting in the base courts, or in the barbicans * * The barbican was the outer gate, the porter's ledge." Of of their castles: then, if haply it were a clear day, they would at last come forth on horseback, and, as they pranced over the drawbridge, would condescendingly nod at him, and cry, " so, Timothy " but not a syllable concerning the money that was owing to us. In fine, my father, weary of being "so Timothy d" thus often, and perceiving that his business was fast verging to the decline, addressed me one day as follows: Simeon> * Simeon, thou art now in the state of manhood; it is time that thou fhouldst bethink thee of some reputable mode of life, which may not only bring thee bread, but even enable thee to assist thy poor father in his necessity. I have been pondering, my son, upon thy parts and thy disposition; with thy merit thou mayest hope to arrive at the post of usher in some ancient and august house, from which thou couldst derive a pleasant stipend for the present, with the prospect of an asylum when thou thou art old and inconsiderable. Therefore, my son, said he, accustom thyself betimes to the practice of a...