. Dick Boldhero : or, A tale of adventures in South America . st, when he was aboutseventeen years old, he went to sea, and wasnot heard of afterwards. For myself, I went 14 DICK BOLDHERO. to school till I was nine years old, when Iwent, as cabin-boy, on board a vessel whichplied between Middletown and New I continued for several years — thoughI was often beaten because, they said, I be-longed to a bad family. They seemed tothink I could do nothing right. However, Ibore it all, and grew up a sailor. When Iwas about fifteen, I went on a voyage to , and was instructed by my m
. Dick Boldhero : or, A tale of adventures in South America . st, when he was aboutseventeen years old, he went to sea, and wasnot heard of afterwards. For myself, I went 14 DICK BOLDHERO. to school till I was nine years old, when Iwent, as cabin-boy, on board a vessel whichplied between Middletown and New I continued for several years — thoughI was often beaten because, they said, I be-longed to a bad family. They seemed tothink I could do nothing right. However, Ibore it all, and grew up a sailor. When Iwas about fifteen, I went on a voyage to , and was instructed by my motherto make inquiries about my uncle at Portau Prince. This I did; but as it was abouttwenty years since the events occurred whichI have mentioned, I could hear nothing ofhim. After my return, I made several othervoyages, and was soon able to do some-thing towards the support of my motherand sister. At last I went upon a voyagewhich produced results which may beinteresting to the reader. I shall give anaccount of it in the next chapter. DICK BOLDHERO. 15. CHAPTER II. A JOURNEY ADVENTURES IN SURINAM. Being now about seventeen ye-ars old, andhaving the reputation of being a pretty goodsailor, I was offered a berth on board a ves-sel that was going to Surinam, a Dutch set-tlement in South America. This I accepted,not only because the pay was liberal, but Ihad a vague notion that I might there hearsomething of my uncle Ben; for we hadalways understood that when he left St. Do- 16 DICK BOLDHERO. mingo he sailed for that place. My motherseemed always to have a kind of faith thathe was alive, and she hoped I might hear ofhim at Surinam. We set sail in November,our vessel being a brig, called the proceeded for some time on our voyagewithout any remarkable occurrence. When we began to approach the coast ofSouth America, I could not but be struckwith the splendor of the stars at night. Inthose southern latitudes, we see a differentset of stars from those which are visible
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