He was more attached to myself, I believe, than to any other person in the world, and I expected to inherit the most of his property at his death.

He sent me, at six years of age, to the school of old Mr.Ricketts, a gentleman with only one arm and of eccentric manners--he is well known to almost every person who has visited New Bedford.

I stayed at his school until I was sixteen, when I left him for Mr.E.Ronald's academy on the hill.

Here I became intimate with the son of Mr.Barnard, a sea-captain, who generally sailed in the employ of Lloyd and Vredenburgh--Mr.Barnard is also very well known in New Bedford, and has many relations, I am certain, in Edgarton.

His son was named Augustus, and he was nearly two years older than myself.