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nour received your wound, when we mounted guard in the trenches before the gate of St Nicholas ;-and befides, it is so cold and rainy a night, that what with the roquelaure, and what with the weather, it will be e. nough to give your honour your death. 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--wish I had not known fo iruch of this affair,-added my uncle Toby,-or that I had known more of it :How thall 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, Trim, said my wcle Toby, and here's a shilling for thee to drink with his servant. -I shall get it all out of him, said the Corporal, hutting the door.
It was not till my uncle Toby had knocked the alhes out of his third pipe that Corporal Trim returned from the inn, and gave him the following account.
I despaired at first, said the Corporal, of being able to bring back your honour any kind of intelligence con. cerning the poor fick Lieutenant-Is be in the army, then? faid my uncle Toby-He is, said the Corporal-And in what regiment? faid my uncle Toby--I'll tell your honour, replied the Corporal, every thing straight forward, as I learnt it. Then, Trim, l'll fill another pipe, faid my uncle Toby, and not interrupt thee; fo fit 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 be was ordered, and began 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 fervant 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-I was an. swered, an't please your honour, that he had no fervant 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 his son to pay the man, we can hire horses from hence. But, alas! the poor gentleman will never get from hence, said the landlady to me,-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 youth came into the kitchen, to order the thin toast, the landlord spoke of;—but I will do it for my father myself, said the youth.--Pray let me fave you the trouble, young gentleman, said I, taking up å fork for the purpose, and offering him my chair to fit down upon by the fire, whilft I did it. I believe, Sir, faid he, very modestly, I can please him beft myself. I am sure, said I, his honour will not like the toast the worse for being toasted by an old soldier. The youth took hold of my hand, and instantly burit into tears. Poor youth! said my uncle Toby, he has been bred up from an infant in ihe army, and the name of a foldier, Trim, founded in his ears like the name of a friend; I wish I had him here.
-I 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 inatter with me, an't please your honour ? Nothing in the world, Trim, faid ný vncle Toby, blowing his nose,- but that thou art a good-natured fellow.
When I gave him 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 an. fwer-for his heart was full--fo he went up stairs with the toast;l warrant you, my dear, said I, as I opened the kitchen-door, your father will be well again.-Mr Yorick's curate was smoking a pipe by the kitchen-fire,
—but said not a word good or bad to comfort the youth. -I thought it wrong, added the Corporal—I think so 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, 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'fhut the door, I saw his son take up a cufhion.
I thought, faid the curate, that you gentlemen of the army, Mr Trim, never faid your prayers at all.-I heard the poor gentleman say his prayers last night, said 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't please your reverence, said 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, said my uncle Toby.-But when a soldier, said 1, an't please your reverence, has been standing for twelve hours together, in the trenches, up to his knees in cold water,
engaged, said I, for months together in long and dangerous marches ; harassed, perhaps, in his rear to-day; harassing 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.—I believe, faid I,--for I was pigued, quoth the Corporal, for the reputation of the army-I believe, an't please your reverence, said I, that when a foldier
gets time to pray,—he prays as heartily as a parfon,-though not with all his fuss and hypocrisy.-Thou shouldst not have said that, Trim, said 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 have done their duties in this world, -and who have not ; and we shall be advanced, Trim,
accordingly. I hope we shall, said Trim.-It is in the Scripture, said my uncle Toby; and I will show it thee 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 governour of the world, that if we have but done our duties in it,-it will never be inquired into, whether we have done them in a red coat or a black one --I hope not, said the Core poral.—But go on, Trim, said my uncle Toby, with the story.
When I went up, continued the Corporal, into the Lieutenant'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, 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 suppofed 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 the book 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-lide :-if you are Captain Shandy's fer. vant, said he, you must present my thanks to your ma. fter, with my little boy's thanks along with them, for his courtesy to me; If he was of Levens's-said the Lieutenant.--I told him your honour was—Then, faid he, I served three campaigns with him in Flanders, and remember him, but '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 person his good nature has laid under obligations to him, is one Le Fever, a Lieutenant in Angus's-bul he knows me not, said he a second time, musing ;-, possibly 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 arms, in my tent.--I remember the Itory, an't please your honour, said I, very well.-Do you fo? said he, wiping his eyes with his handkerchief,--then well may I.-In faying this, he drew a little ring out of hiy bosom, which seemed tied with a black ribband
about his neck, and kiss'd 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 kiss'd it too, then kiss'd his father, and fat down upon the bed and wept.
I with, faid my uncle Toby, with a deep figh, I wish, Trim, I was asleep.
Your honour, replied the Corporal, is too much concerned ;-Thall I pour your honour out a glass of fack to your pipe ? --Do, Trim, faid my uncle Toby.
I remember, faid my uncle Toby, fighing again, the kory of the Ensign and his wife,--and particularly well that he, as well as fhe, 'upon fome account or other (I forget what) was universally pitied by the whole regi. ment:- but finish the story.- 'Tis finifhed already, said the Corporal,ấfor I could stay, no longer,--so wifhed bis honour a good night: young Le Fever rose from off the bed, and law 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! faid the Corporal,--the Lieutenant's last day's march is over. Then what is to become of his poor boy ? cried my uncle Toby.
Thou hast left this matter short, said my uncle Toby to the Corporal, as lie was putting him to bed,—and I will tell thee in what; Trim.-In the first place, when thou mad'It an offer of my services to Le Fever,--as fickness and travelling are both expensive, and thou knewest he was but a poor Lieutenant, with a fon to fublift as well as himself out of his pay,--that thou didst not make an offer to him of my purse ;. because, had he stood in need, thou knowelt, Trim, he had been as wel. come to it as myself.—Your honour knows, faid the Corporal, I had no orders ;
-True, quoth my uncle Tody,--thcu 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 excuse, continued my uncle Toby,—when thou offered ft him whatever was in my house, thou shouldst have offered him my house too :--a fick brother offices should have the best quarters, Trim; and if we had him with us, we could tend and look to himin-thou aft