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The Prison Visitor,
OF GREAT YARMOUTH.
EXTRACTS FROM HER WRITINGS AND
A NEW EDITION, WITH ADDITIONS.
CHURCHYARD, AND 164, PICCADILLY;
AND SOLD BY THE BOOKSELLERS.
My father was a village tradesman. I was born in June, 1791 ; an only child, deprived of my parents at an early age, and brought up under the care of a widowed grandmother, who had from her youth been a believer in the Lord Jesus Christ, a meek and lowly Christian, bending to the grave after a long life of much affliction, desiring to depart, yet, as it were, lingering for my sake.
I have heard her say, and I myself retain an indistinct recollection, that when a child I felt interest in her instructions, and heard her speak of my Saviour with pleasure. These impressions, however, soon disappeared, and at twelve years old, I discovered an indescribable aversion to the Bible, and a bitter prejudice against spiritual truth, and the gospel of Christ, in every form that met me.
At this period, I learned from a school-girl the way of obtaining novels and romances at a cheap rate, from an old circulating library, and, for about two years, I read much trash of this sort with uncommon avidity; when, on becoming