I am a little boy, nine years old, and I live in London. My father is a clergyman, an

I am a little boy, nine years old, and I live in London. My father is a clergyman, and I am sent to an excellent school, where I am taught reading, writing, and geography, and am making progress in Latin. I like books, and I read as much as I can. I am content to remain a plain, honest man; and, if I can, to be useful in the world.