The Life of Jonathon Swift According to Stella Losing you parents is tough at any age, but it is especially tough when you are only eight years old. That is what happened to me, Esther Johnson, they died in 1669 leaving me without a family. However, luckily for me, my father’s close friend Sir William Temple practically adopted me. I soon went to live in his surrey mansion at Moor Park. It was there that I met Jonathon. Jonathon also lived a Moor Park; he studied under Sir William Temple, trying to learn the tools of his trade. Together, Sir William, Jonathon and I grew very close.Just as everything in my life seemed to be straightening itself out, everything began to fall apart again. Sir William died suddenly in 1669, leaving me once again almost without a family. Jonathon was all I had left in the world. During this time, the two of us grew very close. He called me Stella, oh how I loved that name. We shared everything with one another. We had a lot in common, for Jonathon was also raised without a father. His died two months before he was born. He talked of his early childhood in Dublin, Ireland, and then of how he moved to London, England. Jonathon used to write me the most beautiful letters; I still have them all. He used to write about his job as Chief Journalist and Principal Pamphleteer for Robert Harley, the Earl of Oxford. He would tell me how even though he enjoyed his job, what he really desired was more political power. I told him that his day would come. I knew he would soon get the power and fame that he deserved.Right as everything was looking up for Jonathon and his political power in London was beginning to rise everything fell apart yet again. With the death of Queen Anne on August 1, 1714, Jonathon’s political power in England died also. He was appointed to the Deanery of St. Patrick’s in Dublin. He was to leave London in June, I did not know what to do, I was torn. Should ...
