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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-fo he went up ftairs with the toast; I warrant you, my dear, said I, as I opened the kitchen-door, your father will be well again.-Mr. Yorick's curate was smoaking a pipe by the kitchen fire,—but said not a word good or bad to comfort the youth.--I thought it was wrong, added the corporal I think fo too, said my uncle Toby.
When the lieutenant had taken his glass of fack 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. I believe, faid the landlord, he is going to say his prayers, for there was a book laid upon the chair by his bed-fide, 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 faid your prayers at all. I heard the poor gentleman fay his prayers last night, faid the landlady, very devoutly, and with my own ears, or I could not have believed it. Are you sure of it ? replied the curate. -A soldier, 'an please your reverence,
faid I, prays as often' (of his own accord) as a parfon ; -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, faid 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 ;-harrafled, perhaps in his rear to-day;-harraffing 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 ;-must say his prayers how and when he can.--I believe, said I,- 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 parfon-though not with all his fuss and hypocrisy.-Thou should't 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 feen who has done their duties in this world,-and who has not; and we shall be advanced, Trim, accordingly.--I hope we fhall, faid Trim-It is in the Scripture, faid my uncle Toby; and I will shew it thee to-morrow:- In the mean time we may depend upon it, Trim, for our comfort, faid my uncle Toby, that God Almighty is fo 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 them in a red coat or a black one :
I hope not; said the corporal. But go on, Trim, faid my une cle Toby, with thy story.
When I went up, continued the corporal, into the lieutenant's room, which I did not do till the expiration of the ten minuteshe 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:was just stooping down to take up the cushion, upon which I supposed he had been kneeling--the book was laid upon the bed, and as he rose, in taking up the cushion with one hand, he reached out his other to take it away at the
-The youth fame time. -Let it remain there, my dear, said the lieu: tenant.
He did not offer to speak to me, till I had walked up close to his bed-fide : If you are Captain Shandy's servant, faid 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.--I told him your honour was -Then said he, I served three campaigns with him in Flanders, and remember himbat'tis most likely, as I had not the honour of any acquaintance with him, that he knows nothing of me. -You will tell him, however, that the perfon his good-nature has laid under obligations to him, is one Le Fevre, a lieutenant in Angus's but he knows me not,--said he, a second . time, mufing;posibly he may my story-added he pray tell the captain, I was the ensign at Breda, whose wife was most unfortunately killed with a musket-shot, as she lay in
my tent.--I remember the story, an't please your honour, said I, very well.Do you for said he, wiping his eyes with his handkerchief, then well may I.In faying this, he drew a little ring out of his bofom, which feemed tied with a black ribband about his neck, and kissed it twice-Here, Billy, said he, the boy flew across the room to the bed-lide,-and falling down upon his knee, took the ring in his hand, and kifed it too,--then killed his father, and sat down upon the bed and wept.
I wish, faid my uncle Toby, with a deep figh,I wish, Tsim, I was asleep.
Your honour, replied the corporal, is too much cona cerned ;- fhall I pour your honour out a glass of fack to your pipe ?-Do, Trim, said my uncle Toby.
I REMEMBER, said my uncle Toby, fighing again, the story of the enlign and his wife, with a circumstance his
my arms in
modesty omitted ;-and particularly well that he, as well as Me, upon fome account or other, (I forget what) was universally pitied by the whole regiment; but finish the story thou art upon :—'Tis finish'd already, said the corporal,--for I could stay no longer,--so wished his honour a good night; young Le Fevre rose from off the bed, and saw me to the bottom of the stairs; and as we went down together, told me, they had come from Ireland, and were on their route to join the regiment in Flanders---But alas! said the corporal,—the lieutenant's laft day's march is over.-Then what is to become of his poor boy? cried my uncle Toby.
It was to my uncle Toby's eternal honour,—though I tell it only for the sake of those, who, when cooped in betwixt a natural and a positive law, know not for their souls, which
in the world to turn themselves. That notwithstanding my uncle Toby was warmly engaged at that time in carrying on the fiege of Dendermond, parallel with the allies, who preffed theirs on so vigorously, that they scarce allowed him time to get his dinner
that nevertheless he gave up Dendermond, though he had already made a lodgment upon the counterscarp; and bent his whole thoughts towards the private distresses at the inn'; and, except that he ordered the garden-gate to be bolted up, by which he might be said to have turned the siege of Dendermond into a blockade, he left Dendermond to itself,to be relieved or not by the French king, as the French king thought good; and only considered how he himself should relieve the poor lieutenant and his fon.
-That kind Being, who is a friend to the friendless, shall recompense thee for this.
Thou hast left this matter fhort, faid my uncle Toby
to the corporal, as he was putting him to bed, and I will tell thee in what, Trim.In the first place, when thou madest an offer of my services to Le Fevre,-as sickness and travelling are both expensive, and thou knoweft he was but a poor lieutenant, with a fon to subsist as well as himself, out of his pay,—that thou didst not make an offer to him of my parse; because, had he stood in need, thou knoweft, Trim, he had been as welcome to it as myself. Your honour knows, said the corporal, I had no orders; True, quoth my uncle Toby, thou did it very right, Trim, as a soldier,—but certainly very wrong as a man.
In the second place, for which, indeed, thou hast the fame excuse, continued my uncle Toby, when thou offeredft him whatever was in my house, thou mouldst have offered him
house too :-A fick brother officer should have the best quarters, Trim ; and if we had him with us,
we could tend and look to him :- Thou art an excellent nurse, thyself, Trim,--and what with thy care of him, and the old woman's, and his boy's, and mine together, we might recruit him again at once, and set him upon his legs.
In a fortnight or three weeks, added my uncle Toby, smiling—he might masch.-He will never march, an' please your honour, in this world, said the corporal: He will march, faid my uncle Toby, rising up from the fide of the bed, with one shoe off :- -An' please your honour, said the corporal, he will never march but to his grave :- He shall march, cried my uncle Toby, marcha ing the foot which had a fhoe on, though without advancing an inch,--he shall march to his regiment. He cannot stand it, said the corporal.He shall be supported, faid my uncle Tuby ;-He'll drop at last said the cor