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Personal Memoir of Daniel Drayton For Four Years and Four Months a Prisoner (For Charity's Sake) in Washington Jail By: Daniel Drayton |
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PERSONAL MEMOIR Of DANIEL DRAYTON, For Four Years And Four Months A PRISONER (FOR CHARITY'S SAKE) IN WASHINGTON JAIL Including A Narrative Of The VOYAGE AND CAPTURE OF THE SCHOONER PEARL. We hold these truths to be self evident: that all men
are created equal; that they are endowed by their
Creator with certain unalienable rights; that among
these are life, liberty , and the pursuit of happiness. DECLARATION OF INDEPENDENCE.
1855.
Entered according to Act of Congress, In the year 1853, by DANIEL DRAYTON, In the Clerk's Office of the District Court of the District of
Massachusetts
ADVERTISEMENT.
Considering the large share of the public attention which the case of
the schooner Pearl attracted at the time of its occurrence, perhaps the
following narrative of its origin, and of its consequences to himself,
by the principal actor in it, may not be without interest. It is proper
to state that a large share of the profits of the sale are secured to
Captain Drayton, the state of whose health incapacitates him from any
laborious employment.
MEMOIR.
I was born in the year 1802, in Cumberland County, Downs Township, in
the State of New Jersey, on the shores of Nantuxet Creek, not far from
Delaware Bay, into which that creek flows. My father was a farmer, not
a very profitable occupation in that barren part of the country. My
mother was a widow at the time of her marriage with my father, having
three children by a former husband. By my father she had six more, of
whom I was the youngest but one. She was a woman of strong mind and
marked character, a zealous member of the Methodist church; and,
although I had the misfortune to lose her at an early age, her
instructions though the effect was not apparent at the moment made a
deep impression on my youthful mind, and no doubt had a very sensible
influence over my future life. Just previous to, or during the war with Great Britain, my father
removed still nearer to the shore of the bay, and the sight of the
vessels passing up and down inspired me with a desire to follow the life
of a waterman; but it was some years before I was able to gratify this
wish. I well remember the alarm created in our neighborhood by the
incursions of the British vessels up the bay during the war, and that,
at these times, the women of the neighborhood used to collect at our
house, as if looking up to my mother for counsel and guidance. I was only twelve years old when this good mother died; but, so strong
was the impression which she left upon my memory, that, amid the
struggles and dangers and cares of my subsequent life, I have seldom
closed my eyes to sleep without some thought or image of her. As my father soon after married another widow, with four small children,
it became necessary to make room in the house for their accommodation;
and, with a younger brother of mine, I was bound out an apprentice in a
cotton and woollen factory at a place called Cedarville. Manufactures
were just then beginning to be introduced into the country, and great
hopes were entertained of them as a profitable business. My
employer, or bos, as we called him, had formerly been a schoolmaster,
and he did not wholly neglect our instructions in other things besides
cotton spinning. Of this I stood greatly in need; for there were no
public schools in the neighborhood in which I was born, and my parents
had too many children to feed and clothe to be able to pay much for
schooling. We were required on Sundays, by our employer, to learn two
lessons, one in the forenoon, the other in the afternoon; after reciting
which we were left at liberty to roam at our pleasure. Winter evenings
we worked in the factory till nine o'clock, after which, and before
going to bed, we were required to recite over one of our lessons These
advantages of education were not great, but even these I soon lost.
Within five months from the time I was bound to him, my employer died.
The factories were then sold out to three partners... Continue reading book >>
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