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The praise of mortals, may th' eternal growth
The virgin follows, with inchanted step,
every folemn pause the croud recoil
T was some time in the summer of that
- which was about seven years
father came into the country, and about as many, after the time, that my uncle Toby and Trim had privately decamped from my father's house in town, in order to lay some of the finest sieges to some of the finest fortified cities in Europe—when my uncle Toby was one evening getting his supper, with Trim fitting behind him at a small fideboard; The landlord of a little inn in the village came into the parlour with an empty phial in his hand to beg a glass or two of fack; 'Tis for a poor gentleman,
- I think, of the army, said the landlord, who has been taken ill at my house four days ago, and has never held up his head since, or had a desire to taste any thing, till just now, that he has a fancy for a glass of sack and a thin toast, I think, says he, taking his hand from his forehead, it would comfort me.
- If I could neither beg, borrow, or buy fuch a thing, -added the landlord, - I would almost steal it for the poor gentleman, he is fo ill. I hope in God he will still mend, continued he. We are all of us concerned. for him.
Thou art a good-natured soul, I will answer for thee, cried my uncle Toby; and thou shalt drink the poor gentleman's health in a glass of fack thyself, and take a couple of bottles with my service, and tell him he is heartily welcome to them, and to a dozen more if they will da him good.
Though I am persuaded, said my uncle Toby, as the landlord shut the door, he is a very compaflionate fellowTrim, - yet I cannot help entertaining a high opinion of his guelt too; there must be something more than common in him, that in so short a time fhould win so much upon the affections of his hoft; - And of his whole family, added the corporal, for they are all concerned for him. Step after him, said my uncle Toby, - do Trim, - and alk if he knows his name.
I have quite forgot it, truly, said the landlord, coming back into the parlour with the corporal, - but I can alk his fon again: -Has he a son with him then ? faid my uncle Toby.-- A boy, replied the landlord, of a. bout eleven or twelve years of age;- but the poor creature has tasted almost as little as his father; he does nothing but mourn and lament for him night and day:
He has not stirred from the bed-side these two days.
My uncle Toby laid down his knife and fork, and thref his plate from before him, as the landlord gave him the ac
coun't; and Trim, without being ordered, took away with. out saying one word, and in a few minutes after brought him his pipe and tobacco.
- Stay in the room a little, faid my uncle Toby.
TRIM!faid my uncle Toby, after he lighted his pipe, and smoaked about a dozen whiffs. ---Trim came in front of his master and made his bow ;- my uncle Toby smoaked on, and said no more. ---- Corporal! said my uncle Toby - the corporal made his bow. My uncle Toby proéeeded no farther, but finished his pipe.
Trim! said my uncle Toby, I have a project in my Read, 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 roquelaurë, replied the corporal, has not once been had on, fince the night before your ho. aour received your wound, when we mounted guard in the trenches before the gate of St. Nicholas; and besides it is to cold and rainy à night, that what with the roqueFaure, and what with the weather, 'twill be enough to give your hóñòür your death, and bring on your honour's torment in your groin. I fear fo: replied my uncię Toby, but I am not at rest in my mind, Trim, liñce tňe account the landlord has given me. I wish I had not known fo 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 core poral.; - 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, Trim, said my uncle Toby, and here's a hilling for thee to drink with his servånt. I shall get it all out of him, said the corporal; fhutting the door.