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modesty omitted ; - and particularly well that he, as well as she, upon

some 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 Fever 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 last 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 way 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 pressed theirs on so vigorously, that they scarce allowed him time to get his dinnertheless 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 fiege 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 confidered how he himself should relieve the poor lieutenant and his son.

That kind Being, who is a friend to the friend. less, shall recompense thee for this. Thou haft left this matter short, faid my uncle Toby


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to the corporal, as he was putting him to bed, and I will Tell thee in what, Trim. -- In the first place, when thou madeft an offer of my services to Le Fever,-as sickness and travelling are both expenfive, and thou knowétt he was but a poor lieutenant, with a fon to Tubfift as well as himself, but of his pay, that thou didft not make an offer to hin of my purse; because, had he stood in need, thou knoweit, Trim, he had been as welcome to it as myself. Your Honour knows, faid the corporal, I had no orders; True, quoth my uncle Toby, -thou didst very right, Trim, as a soldier, - but certainly very wrong as a man.

In the second place, for which, indeed, thou hast the fame excufe, continued my uncle Toby, when thou offeredit him whatever was in my house, thou shouldt have offered him my houfe too: A lick 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 thyfelf, Trim, and what with thy care of him, and the old womaa's, and his boy's, and mine together, we might recruit him again at once, and set him upon

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fortnight or three weeks, added my uncle Toby, smiling he might march.--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 Side of the bed, with one fhoe off:

-An' please your honour, said the corporal, he will never mårch but to his grave :--He shall march cried my uncle Toby, marching the foot which had a fhoe on, though without advancing an inch,-he fall march to his regiment. He cannot stand it, said the corporal.He shall be fupported, faid my uncle Toby ; --He'll drop at last faid the cor


poral, and what will become of his boy?-- He shall not drop, said my uncle Toby, firmly.---A-well-o'day, do what we-ean for him, faid Trim, maintaining his point,-the poor foul will die: He fall not die, by @ cried my uncle Toby.

-The-A CCUSING 'SPIRIT which few up to heaven's chancery with the oath, bluth'd as he gave it in and the RECORDING Angél as he wrote it down, dropp'd a fear upon the word, and blotted it out for ever. I'My uncle Toby 'went to his bureau, -put 'his purse into his breeches-pocket, and having ordered the corporal to go early in the morning for a physician, he went to bed and fell asleep.

The sun looked bright the morning after, to every eye in the village but Le Fever's and his afflicted fon's; the hand of death press'd beavy upon His eye-lids,--and hardly could the wheel at the ciftern turn tound its circle, when my uncle Toby, who had rofe up an hour before his wonted time, entered the lieutenant's room, and without preface or apology, fat himfelf down upon the chair, by the bed-fide, and independently of all modes and customs, opened the curtain in the manner an old friend and brother officer would have done it, and asked him how he did, --how he had rested in the night,--whať was his complaint,-where was his pain, and what he could do to help him :-and without giving him time to answer any one of the inquiries, went on and told him of the little plan which he had been concerting with the corporal the night before for him.

- You Thall go home dire&tly., Le Fever, said my uncle Toby, to my house, and we'll send for a doctor to see what's the matter, and we'll have an apothecary,-and


the corporal fall be your nurse; and I'll be your fervant, Le Fever.

THERE was a frankness in my uncle Toby, - not the effect of familiarity,-but the cause of it,-which let you at once into his soul, and shewed you the goodness of his nature; to this, there was fomething in his looks, and voice, and manner, superadded, which eternally beckoned to the unfortunate to come and take shelter under him ; fo that before my uncle Toby had half finished the kind offers he was making to the father, had the son insensibly pressed up close to his knees, and had taken hold of the breaft of his coat, and was pulling it towards him.- - The blood and spirits of Le Fever, which were waxing cold and flow within him, and were retreating to their laft citadel, the he (,rallied ba the film forfook his eyes for a mo. ment,--he looked up with fully in my uncle Toby's face, then cast a look upon his boy, and that ligament, fine as it was, was never broken..

Nature instantly ebb'd again, the film returned to its place---the pulse Autteredtopp'd went on throbbidstopp'd again-moved ftopp'd hall I go on?-No.


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FE W hours before Yorick breathed his last, Eugenius

stept in with an intent to take his last fight and last farewel of him. Upon his drawing Yorick's curtain, and asking how he felt himself, Yorick looking up in his face, took hold of his hand and, after thanking him for the




many tokens of his friendship to him, for which, he said, if it was their fate to meet hereafter, he would thank him again and again; he told him, he was within a few hours of giving his enemies the flip for ever.--I hope not, answered Eugenius, with tears trickling down his cheeks, and with the tenderest tone that ever man spoke,---I hope not, Yorick, said he. Yorick replied, with a look up, and gentle squeeze of Eugenius's hand, and that was all, - but it cut Eugenius to the heart.

Come, come, Yorick, quoth Eugenius, wiping his eyes, and summoning the within him,

-my dear lad, be comforted, let not all thy spirits and fortitude forsake thee at this crisis when thou most wantest them;

-who knows what resources are in store, and what the power of God may yet do for thee ? - Yorick laid his hand upon his heart, and gently shook his head; for my part, continued Eugenius, crying bitterly as he uttered the words, --- I declare I know not, Yorick, how to part with thee, and would gladly flatter my hopes, added Eugenius, chearing up his voice, that there is still enough left of thee to make a bishop, -- and that I may live to see it.-beseech thee, Eugenius, quoth Yorick, taking off his night cap as well as he could with his left hand, his right ftill being grasped close in that of Eugenius, -I beseech thee to take a view of my head. I fee nothing that ails it, replied Eugenius. Then, alas ! my friend, said Yorick, let me tell you, that it is so bruised and mif-thapened with the blows which have been so unhandsomely given me in the dark, that I might say with Sancho Panca, that should I recover, and “ mitres thereupon be “ suffered to rain down from heaven as thick as hail, not " one of them would fit it. Yorick's last breath was hanging upon his trembling lips ready to depart as he utter


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