The Life Story of a Christian Minister

There was no steam communication in those days, and my father, brothers and sisters, had to take their passage in a small schooner, the "Lord Charles Spencer" whilst my mother took me, my sister, Emily " the younger children, to Brompton, near Chatham, where my eldest brother Samuel had a Government appointment. We remained at Brompton a year, where I attended Mr. Bonniwell's school, and was pretty well drilled in Latin before starting for the East. I shall never forget the affecting scene on the shore at Gravesend before our embarkation: our good landlady, Mrs. Moberly, gave vent to her grief in parting with us in piteous lamentations and tears. Her husband had a very good situation in Chatham Dockyard, and we occupied part of their house, soon there sprang up an entente cordiale between us, which rendered the separation very painful, especially to the excellent mother who deprecated the idea of our