PETER FOLGER.

My brothers were all put apprentices to different trades. With

respect to myself, I was sent, at the age of eight years, to a

grammar-school. My father destined me for the church, and already

regarded me as the chaplain of the family. The promptitude with which

from my infancy I had learned to read, for I do not remember to have

been ever without this acquirement, and the encouragement of his

friends, who assured him that I should one day certainly become a man

of letters, confirmed him in this design. My uncle Benjamin approved

also of the scheme, and promised to give me all his volumes of

sermons, written, as I have said, in the short-hand of his invention,

if I would take the pains to learn it.

I remained, however, scarcely a year at the grammar-school, although,

in this short interval, I had risen from the middle to the head of my

class, from thence to the class immediately above, and was to pass,

at the end of the year, to the one next in order. But my father,

burdened with a numerous family, found that he was incapable, without

subjecting himself to difficulties, of providing for the expences

of a collegiate education; and considering besides, as I heard

him say to his friends, that persons so educated were often poorly

provided for, he renounced his first intentions, took me from the

grammar-school, and sent me to a school for writing and arithmetic,

kept by a Mr. George Brownwell, who was a skilful master, and

succeeded very well in his profession by employing gentle means only,

and such as were calculated to encourage his scholars. Under him I

soon acquired an excellent hand; but I failed in arithmetic, and made

therein no sort of progress.

At ten years of age, I was called home to assist my father in his

occupation, which was that of a soap-boiler and tallow-chandler;

a business to which he had served no apprenticeship, but which he

embraced on his arrival in New England, because he found his own,

that of dyer, in too little request to enable him to maintain his

family, I was accordingly employed in cutting the wicks, filling the

moulds, taking care of the shop, carrying messages, &c.

This business displeased me, and I felt a strong inclination for a

sea life; but my father set his face against it. The vicinity of the

water, however, gave me frequent opportunities, of venturing myself

both upon and within it, and I soon acquired the art of swimming, and

of managing a boat. When embarked with other children, the helm was

commonly deputed to me, particularly on difficult occasions; and, in

every other project, I was almost always the leader of the troop,

whom I sometimes involved in embarrassments. I shall give an instance

of this, which demonstrates an early disposition of mind for public

enterprises, though the one in question was not conducted by justice.

The mill-pond was terminated on one side by a marsh, upon the borders

of which we were accustomed to take our stand, at high water, to

angle for small fish. By dint of walking, we had converted the place

into a perfect quagmire. My proposal was to erect a wharf that

should afford us firm footing; and I pointed out to my companions

a large heap of stones, intended for the building a new house near

the marsh, and which were well adapted for our purpose. Accordingly,

when the workmen retired in the evening, I assembled a number of my

play-fellows, and by labouring diligently, like ants, sometimes four

of us uniting our strength to carry a single stone, we removed them

all, and constructed our little quay. The workmen were surprised the

next morning at not finding their stones; which had been conveyed

to our wharf. Enquiries were made respecting the authors of this

conveyance; we were discovered; complaints were exhibited against us;

and many of us underwent correction on the part of our parents; and

though I strenuously defended the utility of the work, my father at

length convinced me, that nothing which was not strictly honest could

be useful.

It will not, perhaps, be uninteresting to you to know what a sort of

man my father was. He had an excellent constitution, was of a middle

size, but well made and strong, and extremely active in whatever he

undertook. He designed with a degree of neatness, and knew a little

of music. His voice was sonorous and agreeable; so that when he sung

a psalm or hymn, with the accompaniment of his violin, as was his

frequent practice in an evening, when the labours of the day were

finished, it was truly delightful to hear him. He was versed also in

mechanics, and could, upon occasion, use the tools of a variety of

trades. But his greatest excellence was a sound understanding and

solid judgment, in matters of prudence, both in public and private

life. In the former, indeed, he never engaged, because his numerous

family, and the mediocrity of his fortune, kept him unremittingly

employed in the duties of his profession. But I well remember,

that the leading men of the place used frequently to come and ask

his advice respecting the affairs of the town, or of the church to

which he belonged, and that they paid much deference to his opinion.

Individuals were also in the habit of consulting him in their private

affairs, and he was often chosen arbiter between contending parties.

He was fond of having at his table, as often as possible,

some friends or well-informed neighbours, capable of rational

conversation, and he was always careful to introduce useful or

ingenious topics of discourse, which might tend to form the minds

of his children. By this means he early attracted our attention

to what was just, prudent, and beneficial in the conduct of life.

He never talked of the meats which appeared upon the table, never

discussed whether they were well or ill dressed, of a good or bad

flavour, high-seasoned or otherwise, preferable or inferior to this

or that dish of a similar kind. Thus accustomed, from my infancy, to

the utmost inattention as to these objects, I have been perfectly

regardless of what kind of food was before me; and I pay so little

attention to it even now, that it would be a hard matter for me

to recollect, a few hours after I had dined, of what my dinner

had consisted. When travelling, I have particularly experienced

the advantage of this habit; for it has often happened to me to

be in company with persons, who, having a more delicate, because

a more exercised taste, have suffered in many cases considerable

inconvenience; while, as to myself, I have had nothing to desire.

My mother was likewise possessed of an excellent constitution. She

suckled all her ten children, and I never heard either her or my

father complain of any other disorder than that of which they died:

my father at the age of eighty-seven, and my mother at eighty-five.

They are buried together at Boston, where, a few years ago, I placed

a marble over their grave, with this inscription:

"Here lie

JOSIAS FRANKLIN and ABIAH his wife: They lived together with reciprocal

affection for fifty-nine years; and without private fortune,

without lucrative employment, by assiduous labour and honest industry,

decently supported a numerous family, and educated with success,

thirteen children, and seven grand children. Let this example, reader,

encourage thee diligently to discharge the duties of thy calling, and to

rely on the support of divine providence,

He was pious and prudent,

She discreet and virtuous.

Their youngest son, from a sentiment of filial duty, consecrates

this stone

to their memory."

I perceive, by my rambling digressions, that I am growing old. But

we do not dress for a private company as for a formal ball. This

deserves, perhaps, the name of negligence.

To return. I thus continued employed in my father's trade for

the space of two years; that is to say, till I arrived at twelve

years of age. About this time my brother John, who had served his

apprenticeship in London, having quitted my father, and being

married and settled in business on his own account at Rhode Island,

I was destined, to all appearance to supply his place, and be

a candle-maker all my life: but my dislike of this occupation

continuing, my father was apprehensive, that, if a more, agreeable

one were not offered me, I might play the truant and escape to

sea; as, to his extreme mortification, my brother Josias had done.

He therefore took me sometimes to see masons, coopers, braziers,

joiners, and other mechanics, employed at their work; in order to

discover the bent of my inclination, and fix it if he could upon

some occupation that might retain me on shore. I have since, in

consequence of these visits, derived no small pleasure from seeing

skilful workmen handle their tools; and it has proved of considerable

benefit to have acquired thereby sufficient knowledge to be able

to make little things for myself, when I have had no mechanic at

hand, and to construct small machines for my experiments, while the

idea I have conceived has been fresh and strongly impressed on my

imagination.

My father at length decided that I should be a cutler, and I was

placed for some days upon trial with my cousin Samuel, son of my

uncle Benjamin, who had learned this trade in London, and had

established himself at Boston. But the premium he required for my

apprenticeship displeasing my father, I was recalled home.

From my earliest years I had been passionately fond of reading, and I

laid out in books all the money I could procure. I was particularly

pleased with accounts of voyages. My first acquisition was Bunyan's

works in small separate volumes. These I afterwards sold in order

to buy an historical collection by R. Burton, which consisted of

small cheap volumes, amounting in all to about forty or fifty. My

father's little library was principally made up of books of practical

and polemical theology. I read the greatest part of them. I have

since often regretted that at a time when I had so great a thirst

for knowledge, more eligible books had not fallen into my hands, as

it was then a point decided that I should not be educated for the

church. There was also among my father's books, Plutarch's Lives,

in which I read continually, and I still regard as advantageously

employed the time devoted to them. I found besides a work of De

Foe's, entitled an Essay on Projects, from which, perhaps, I derived

impressions that have since influenced some of the principal events

of my life.

My inclination for books at last determined my father to make me

a printer, though he had already a son in that profession. My

brother had returned from England in 1717, with a press and types,

in order to establish a printing-house at Boston. This business

pleased me much better than that of my father, though I had still a

predilection for the sea. To prevent the effects which might result

from this inclination, my father was impatient to see me engaged

with my brother. I held back for some time; at length, however, I

suffered myself to be persuaded, and signed my indentures, being then

only twelve years of age. It was agreed that I should serve as an

apprentice to the age of twenty-one, and should receive journeyman's

wages only during the last year.

In a very short time I made great proficiency in this business, and

became very serviceable to my brother. I had now an opportunity of

procuring better books. The acquaintance I necessarily formed with

booksellers' apprentices, enabled me to borrow a volume now and then,

which I never failed to return punctually and without injury. How

often has it happened to me to pass the greater part of the night

in reading by my bed-side, when the book had been lent me in the

evening, and was to be returned the next morning, lest it might be

missed or wanted!

At length, Mr. Matthew Adams, an ingenious tradesman, who had a

handsome collection of books, and who frequented our printing-house,

took notice of me. He invited me to see his library, and had the

goodness to lend me any books I was desirous of reading. I then took

a strange fancy for poetry, and composed several little pieces. My

brother, thinking he might find his account in it, encouraged me, and

engaged me to write two ballads. One, called the Light-house Tragedy,

contained an account of the shipwreck of captain Worthilake and his

two daughters; the other was a sailor's song on the capture of the

noted pirate called _Teach_, or _Blackbeard_. They were wretched

verses in point of style, mere blind-men's ditties. When printed, he

dispatched me about the town to sell them. The first had a prodigious

run, because the event was recent, and had made a great noise.

My vanity was flattered by this success; but my father checked my

exultation, by ridiculing my productions, and telling me that

versifiers were always poor. I thus escaped the misfortune of being

a very wretched poet. But as the faculty of writing prose has been

of great service to me in the course of my life, and principally

contributed to my advancement, I shall relate by what means, situated

as I was, I acquired the small skill I may possess in that way.

There was in the town another young man, a great lover of books,

of the name of John Collins, with whom I was intimately connected.

We frequently engaged in dispute, and were indeed so fond of

argumentation, that nothing was so agreeable to us as a war of words.

This contentious temper, I would observe by the bye, is in danger of

becoming a very bad habit; and frequently renders a man's company

insupportable, as being no otherwise capable of indulgence than by

an indiscriminate contradiction. Independently of the acrimony and

discord it introduces into conversation, it is often productive of

dislike, and even hatred, between persons to whom friendship is

indispensibly necessary. I acquired it by reading, while I lived with

my father, books of religious controversy. I have since remarked,

that men of sense seldom fall into this error: lawyers, fellows of

universities, and persons of every profession educated at Edinburgh,

excepted.

Collins and I fell one day into an argument, relative to the

education of women; namely, whether it was proper to instruct them in

the sciences, and whether they were competent to the study. Collins

supported the negative, and affirmed that the task was beyond their

capacity. I maintained the opposite opinion, a little perhaps for

the pleasure of disputing. He was naturally more eloquent than I;

words flowed copiously from his lips; and frequently I thought

myself vanquished, more by his volubility than by the force of his

arguments. We separated without coming to an agreement upon this

point, and as we were not to see each other again for some time, I

committed my thoughts to paper, made a fair copy, and sent it him.

He answered, and I replied. Three or four letters had been written

by each, when my father chanced to light upon my papers and read

them. Without entering into the merits of the cause, he embraced the

opportunity of speaking to me upon my manner of writing. He observed,

that though I had the advantage of my adversary in correct spelling

and pointing, which I owed to my occupation, I was greatly his

inferior in elegance of expression, in arrangement, and perspicuity.

Of this he convinced me by several examples. I felt the justice of

his remarks, became more attentive to language, and resolved to make

every effort to improve my style.

Amidst these resolves an odd volume of the Spectator fell into my

hands. This was a publication I had never seen. I bought the volume,

and read it again and again. I was enchanted with it, thought the

style excellent, and wished it were in my power to imitate it. With

this view I selected some of the papers, made short summaries of the

sense of each period, and put them for a few days aside. I then,

without looking at the book, endeavoured to restore the essays to

their due form, and to express each thought at length, as it was in

the original, employing the most appropriate words that occurred to

my mind. I afterwards compared my Spectator with the original; I

perceived some faults, which I corrected: but I found that I wanted

a fund of words, if I may so express myself, and a facility of

recollecting and employing them, which I thought I should by that

time have acquired, had I continued to make verses. The continual

need of words of the same meaning, but of different lengths for the

measure, or of different sounds for the rhyme, would have obliged me

to seek for a variety of synonymes, and have rendered me master of

them. From this belief, I took some of the tales of the Spectator and

turned them into verse; and after a time, when I had sufficiently

forgotten them, I again converted them into prose.

Sometimes also I mingled all my summaries together; and a few weeks

after, endeavoured to arrange them in the best order, before I

attempted to form the periods and complete the essays. This I did

with a view of acquiring method in the arrangement of my thoughts.

On comparing afterwards my performance with the original, many

faults were apparent, which I corrected; but I had sometimes the

satisfaction to think, that, in certain particulars of little

importance, I had been fortunate enough to improve the order of

thought or the style; and this encouraged me to hope that I should

succeed, in time, in writing decently in the English language, which

was one of the great objects of my ambition.

The time which I devoted to these exercises, and to reading, was

the evening after my day's labour was finished, the morning before

it began, and Sundays when I could escape attending divine service.

While I lived with my father, he had insisted on my punctual

attendance on public worship, and I still indeed considered it as a

duty, but a duty which I thought I had no time to practise.

When about sixteen years of age, a work of Tyron's fell into my

hands, in which he recommends vegetable diet. I determined to observe

it. My brother being a bachelor, did not keep house, but boarded

with his apprentices in a neighbouring family. My refusing to eat

animal food was found inconvenient, and I was often scolded for my

singularity. I attended to the mode in which Tryon prepared some of

his dishes, particularly how to boil potatoes and rice, and make

hasty puddings. I then said to my brother, that if he would allow

me per week half what he paid for my board, I would undertake to

maintain myself. The offer was instantly embraced, and I soon found

that of what he gave me, I was able to save half. This was a new fund

for the purchase of books; and other advantages resulted to me from

the plan. When my brother and his workmen left the printing-house

to go to dinner, I remained behind; and dispatching my frugal meal,

which frequently consisted of a biscuit only, or a slice of bread and

a bunch of raisins, or a bun from the pastry-cook's, with a glass of

water, I had the rest of the time, till their return, for study; and

my progress therein was proportioned to that clearness of ideas, and

quickness of conception, which are the fruit of temperance in eating

and drinking.

It was about this period, that having one day been put to the blush

for my ignorance in the art of calculation, which I had twice failed

to learn while at school, I took Cocker's Treatise of Arithmetic, and

went through it by myself with the utmost ease. I also read a book of

navigation by Seller and Sturmy, and made myself master of the little

geometry it contains, but I never proceeded far in this science.

Nearly at the same time I read Locke on the Human Understanding, and

the Art of Thinking, by Messrs. du Port Royal.

While labouring to form and improve my style, I met with an English

Grammar, which I believe was Greenwood's, having at the end of it

two little essays on rhetoric and logic. In the latter I found a

model of disputation, after the manner of Socrates. Shortly after I

procured Xenophon's work, entitled Memorable Things of Socrates, in

which are various examples of the same method. Charmed to a degree of

enthusiasm with this mode of disputing, I adopted it, and renouncing

blunt contradiction, and direct and positive argument, I assumed

the character of an humble questioner. The perusal of Shaftsbury

and Collins had made me a sceptic; and being previously so as to

many doctrines of Christianity, I found Socrates's method to be

both safest for myself, as well as the most embarrassing to those

against whom I employed it. It soon afforded me singular pleasure; I

incessantly practised it; and became very adroit in obtaining, even

from persons of superior understanding, concessions of which they did

not foresee the consequence. Thus I involved them in difficulties

from which they were unable to extricate themselves, and sometimes

obtained victories, which neither my cause nor my arguments merited.

This method I continued to employ for some years; but I afterwards

abandoned it by degrees, retaining only the habit of expressing

myself with modest diffidence, and never making use, when I

advanced any proposition which might be controverted, of the words

_certainly_, _undoubtedly_, or any others that might give the

appearance of being obstinately attached to my opinion. I rather

said, I imagine, I suppose, or it appears to me, that such a thing

is so or so, for such and such reasons; or it is so, if I am not

mistaken. This habit has, I think, been of considerable advantage

to me, when I have had occasion to impress my opinion on the minds

of others, and persuade them to the adoption of the measures I have

suggested. And since the chief ends of conversation are, to inform or

be informed, to please or to persuade, I could wish that intelligent

or well-meaning men would not themselves diminish the power they

possess of being useful, by a positive and presumptuous manner of

expressing themselves, which scarcely ever fails to disgust the

hearer, and is only calculated to excite opposition, and defeat every

purpose for which the faculty of speech has been bestowed on man. In

short, if you wish to inform, a positive and dogmatical manner of

advancing your opinion may provoke contradiction, and prevent your

being heard with attention. On the other hand, if, with a desire of

being informed, and of benefiting by the knowledge of others, you

express yourselves as being strongly attached to your own opinions,

modest and sensible men, who do not love disputation, will leave you

in tranquil possession of your errors. By following such a method,

you can rarely hope to please your auditors, conciliate their

good-will, or work conviction on those whom you may be desirous of

gaining over to your views. Pope judiciously observes,

Men must be taught, as if you taught them not,

And things unknown propos'd--as things forgot.

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