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xrie Toby—the corporal made his bow. My uncle Toby proceeded no farther, but finished his pipe.

Trim! said my uncle Toby, I have a project in mv head as it is a bad night, of wrapping myself up warm in my roquelaure, and paying a visit to this poor gentleman.— —Your honour's roquelaure, replied the corporal, has not once been had on, since the night before your honour received your wound, when we mounted guard in the trenches before the gate of St. Nicholas;—and besides it is so eold and rainy a night,that what with the roquelaure, and what with the weather, 'twill be enough to give your honour your death, and bring on your honour's torment in your groin.—I fear so replied my uncle Toby: but I am not at rest in my mind, Trim, since the account the landlord has given me.—I wish I had not known so much of this affair,—added my uncle Toby,—or that I had known more of it:—How shall we manage it ?—Leave it, an't please your honour, to me, quoth the corporal! —I'll take my hat and stick, and go to the house and reconnoitre, and act accordingly; and I will bring your honour a full account in an hour.—Thou shalt go, Prim, Baid my uncle Toby, and here's a shilling for thee to drink

-with his servant 1 shall get it all out of him, said the

corporal, shutting the door.

My uncle Toby filled his second pipe; and had it not been, that he now and then wandered frtom the point,with considering whether it was not full as well to have the curtain of the tennaile a straight line, as a crooked one, —he might be said to have thought of nothing else but poor Le Fevre and his boy the whole time he smoaked it.

It was not till my uncle Toby had knocked the ashes out of his third pipe, that corporal Trim returned from the inn, and gave him the following account.

I despaired at first, said the coporal, of being able to bring back your honour any kind of intelligence concerning the poor sick lieutenant—Is he in the army then? said my uncle Toby—He is,saidthe corporal—And in what regiment? said4»y wiole Toby—I'll tell your honor^-eplied the corporal, every thing straight forwards, as I learnt it. Then, Trim, I'll fill another pipe, said my uncle Toby, and not interrupt thee till thou hast done; so sit down at thy ease,Trim, in the window seat, and begin thy story again.

The corporal made his old bow, which generally

spoke as plain as a bow could speak it- "Your honour

is good :" And having done that, he sat down, as he

was ordered, and begun the story to my uncle Toby over again in pretty near the same words.

I despaired at first, said the corporal, of being able to bring back any intelligence to your honour about the lieutenant and his son ; for when I asked where his servant was, from whom I made myself sure of knowing every thing which was proper to be asked,—That's a right distinction, Trim, said my uncle Toby 1 was answered,

an' please your honour, that he had no servant with him;

that he had come to the inn with hired horses, which,

upon finding himself unable to proceed, (to join-, I suppose, the regiment) he had dismissed the morning after he came. —If I get better, my. dear, said he,, as he gave his purse to hi* son to pay the man, we cau hire horses from hence —Butalas! the poor gentleman will never get from hence said the landlady tome,—for I heard the death-watch all

night long; and when he dies, the youth, his son,

will certainly die with him, for he is broken-hearted already.

I was hearing this account, continued the -corporal, when the ymth came into tlie kitchen, to order the thin toast the landlord spoke of;—but I will do it for my father mvivlf, said the youth.——Pray,let me save you the trouMe, young gentleman, said [, taking a fork for the purpose,and offering him my chair to sit down upon by the fire, whilst I did it [ believe, Sir, said he, very modestly, 1 can please him best myself. 1 am sure, said I,

his honour will not like the toast the worse for being

toasted by an o!d soldier The youth took hold of my

hand, and instantly burst inio tears, Poor youth! said my uncle Toby,—he has been bred up from an infant in the army, and the name of a soldier, Trim, sounded in his ears like the name of a friend ;—I wish I had him here.

1 never, in the longest march, said the corporal,

had so great a mind to my dinner, as I had to cry with

him for company: What could be the malter with

me, an' please your honour? Nothing in the world, Trim, said my uncle Toby, blowing his nose,—hut that thou art a good natured fellow.

When I gave hi»i the toast, continued the corporal, I thought it was proper to tell him I was captain Shandy's servant, and that your honour (though a stranger) was extremely concerned for his father; And that if there

was any thing in your house or cellar—(and thou might'st have added my purse too, said my uncle Toby,)—he was

heartily welcome to it: he made a very low bow,

{which was meant to your honour) but no answer

for his heart was full—so he went up stairs with the toast; —I warrant you, my dear, said I, as I opened the kitchen-door, your father will be well again Mr. Yorick'a

curate was smoaking a pipe by the kitchen fire, but

said not a word good or bad to comfort the youth.

1 thought it was wrong, added the corporal -I think;

so too, said my uncle Toby.

When the lieut. had taken his glass of sack and toast he felt himself a little revived, and sent down into the kitchen, to let me know, that in about ten minutes he

should be glad if I would step up stairs. 1 believe,

said the landlord, he is going to say his prayers,—-—for there was a book laid upon the chair by his bed-side, and as I shut the door, I saw his son take up a cushion.

I thought, said the curate, that you gentlemen of the army, Mr. Trim, never said your prayers, at all,—'-I heard the poor gentleman say his prayers last night, said the landlady, vwy devoutly, and with mine own ears, or I *ould not have believed it.——Are you sure of it? replied the curate. \ soldier, an' please your reverence,

said F, orays as often (of h'us own accord) as a parson; and when he is fighting for his king, and for his own life, and for his honour too, he has the most reason to pray to God of any one in the whole world

'Twas well said of thee Trim, said my uncle Toby.

But when a soldier, said I, an' please your reverence, has been standing for twelve hours together in the trenches, up to his knees in cold water ;—or engaged, said I, for months together in long and dangerous marches;

harrassed perhaps, in his rear to day; 'larrassing

others to-morrow; detached here ;—countermanded

there; resting this night out upon his arms;

beat, up in his shirt the next :—benumbed in his joints;

perhaps without straw in his tent to kneel on :—•—

he must say his prayers how and when he can. 1 believe, said f,—for I was piqu'd, quoth the corporal, for

the reputation of the army, i believe, an't please your

reverence, said I, that when a soldier gets time to pray,

he prays as heartily as a parson though not with all

his fuss and hypocrisy. Thou should'st not have said

that, Trim, said my uncle Toby, for God only knows

who is a hypocrite, and who is not: At the great and

general review of us all corporal, at the day of judgment, (and not till then) it will be seen who has done

their duties in this world, and who has not; and we

shall be advanced, Trim, accordingly 1 hope we shall,

said Trim It is in the Scripture, said my uncle Toby,

I will show it th«e to morrow: -In the mean time

we may depend upon it, Trim, for our comfort, said my uncle Toby, that God Almighty is so good and just a governor of the world, that if we have but done our duties in it, it will never be enquired into, whether we

have done it in a red coat or a black one :——I hope not,

said the corporal But go on, Trim, said ftiy uncle

Toby, with thy story. *; \"'',,-i.V..

When I went up, continued the corporal, in'jVfSs

tenant's room, which I did not do till the expiration of

the ten minutes he was lying in his bed with his head

raised upon his hand, with his elbow upon the pillow, and a clean white cambric handkerchief beside it: The youth was just stooping down to take up the cushion, upon which I, suppose he had been kneeling—the book

was laid upcn the bed, and is he rose, in taking up

the cushion with one hand, he reached out his other to

take it away at the same time. Let it remain there,

my dear, said the lieutenant.

He did not offer to speak to me, till I had walked up close to his bed side;—If you are Captain Shandy's servant, said he, you must present my thanks to your master, with my little boy's thanks along with them, for his courtesy to me;—if he was of Leven's—said the lieutenant Hold him your honour was—Then, said he,

I served three campaigns with him in Flanders, and remember him but 'tis most likely, as 1 had not the

honour of any acquaintance with him, that he knows

nothing of me. You will tell him, however, that the

person his good-nature has laid under obligation to him, is one Le Fevre, a lieutenant in Angus's—but he knows me not, said he, a second time; musing; possibly he rcay my story added he, pray tell the captain,

I was the ensign at Breda, whose wife w'as most unfortunately killed with a musket shot, as she lay in my arms

in my tent 1 remember the story, an't please your

honour, said I, very well. Do you so? said he, wiping his eyes with his handkerchief,-—then well ma} I

In saying this he drew a little ring out of his bosom, which stemed tied with a black ribband about his neck, and kissed it twice—Here, Biliy, said lie,—the boy flew across the room to the bed side, and falling down upon his knee, took the ring in his hand, and kissed it too,

then kissed his father, and sat down upon the bed

<md wept.

i wish, said my uncle Toby, with a deep sigh,—I wish. Trim, I was asleep. .

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