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was well-beloved in the regiment, and a handy fellow into the bargain, my uncle Toby took him for his servant; and of an excellent use was he, attending my uncle Toby in the camp and in his quarters, as a valet, groom, barber, cook, sempster, and nurse ; and indeed, from first to last, waited upon him and served him with great fidelity and affection.

My uncle Toby loved the man in return, and what attached him more to him still, was the similitude of their knowledge- -For Corporal Trim (for so, for the future, I shall call him), by four years occasional attention to his master's discourse upon fortified towns, and the advantage of prying and peeping continually into his master's plans, &c. exclusive and besides what he gained HobbyHORSICALLY, as a body servant, Non Hobby- Horsical per se ; -had become no mean proficient in the science; and was thought, by the cook and chambermaid, to know as much of the nature of strong holds as my uncle Toby himself.

I have but one more stroke to give to finish Cor. poral Trim's character,--and it is the only dark line in it.—The fellow loved to advise,-or rather to hear himself talk; his carriage, however, was so perfectly respectful, 'twas easy to keep him silent when you had him so; but set his tongue a-going, -you had no hold of him—he was voluble ;-- the eternal interlardings of your Honour, with the respectfulness of Corporal Trim's manner, interceding so strong in behalf of his elocution,--that though you might have been incommoded,- -you could not well be angry. My uncle Toby was seldom either the one or the other with hia-mor, at least, this fault, in Trim, broke no squares with them. My uncle Toby, as I said, loved the man;

-and besides, as he ever looked upon a taithful servant---but as an humble friend,-he coulà not bear to stop his mouth.-Such was tie Corporal Trim.

So, thon wast once in love, Trim! said my uncle Toby, sn iling

Souse, replied the Corporal-over head and ears ; an't please your honour. Prithee when? where?—and how came it to pass ?--I never heard one word of it before, quoth my uncle Toby.-I dare say, answered Trim, that every drummer and serjeant's son in the regiment knew of it.—It's high time I should, --said my uncle Toby.

Your honour remembers with concern, said the Corporal, the total rout and confusion of our camp, and the army, a't the affair of Landen ; every one was left to shift for himself; and if it had not been for the regiments of Wyndham, Lumley, and Galway, which covered the retreat over the bridge of Neerspeaken, the King * himself could scarce have gained it-r-he was pressed hard, as your honour knows, on every side of him

Galiant mortal! cried my uncle Toby, caught up with enthusiasm -- this moment, now that all is lost, I see him galloping across me, Corporal, to the Jeft, to bring up the remains of the English horse along with him to support the right, and tear the laurel from Luxembourg's brows, if yet 'tis possible-I see him with the knot of his scarf, just shot off, infusing fresh spirits into poor Galway's

* King William,

regiment--riding along the line—then wheeling about, and charging Conti at the head of it Brave! brave, by Heaven! cried my uncle Toby, he deserves a crown-As richly as a thief a lialter, shouted Trim.

My uncle Toby knew the Corporal's loyalty! otherwise the comparison was not at all to his mind --it did not altogether strike the Corporal's fancy when he had made it-but it could not be recalled .-so he had nothing to do but proceed.

As the number of wounded was proeligious, and no one had time to think of any thing but his own safety—Thongh Talmash, said my uncle Toby, brought off the foot with great prudence-But I was left upon the field, said the Corporal.---Thou wast so, poor fellow! replied my uncle Toby-So that it was noon the next day, continued the Corporal, before I was exchanged, and put into a cart with thirteen or fourteen more, in order to he conveyed to our hospital. Tlie anguishi of my knee, continued the Corporal, was excessive in itself; and the uneasiness of the cart, with the roughness of the roads, which were terribly up-making bad still worse-every step was death to me : so that with the loss of blood, and the want of caretaking of me, and a fever I felt coming on besides -(Poor soul! said my uncle Toby) all together, aa't please your honour, was ‘more than I could sustain.

I was telling my sufferings to a young woman at a peasant's house where our cart, which was the last of the line, had halted; they had helped me in, and the young woman had taken a cordial out of her pocket and dropp'd it upon some sugar, and

seeing it had cheered me, she had given it me a second and a third time.- -So I was telling her, an't please your honour, the anguish I was in, and was saying it was so intolerable to me, that I had much rather lie down upon the bed, turning my face towards one which was in the corner of the room—and die, than go on-when, upon her attempting to lead me to it, I fainted away in her arms. She was a good soul ! as your honour, said the Corporal, wiping his eyes, will hear.

I thought love had been a joyous thing, quoth my uncle Toby.

'Tis the most serious thing, an't please your honour (sometimes), that is in the world.

By the persuasion of the young woman, continued the Corporal, the cart with the wounded men set off without me; she had assured them I should expire immediately if I was put into the cart. So, when I came to myself—I found myself in a still, quiet cottage, with no one but the young woman, and the peasant and his wife. I was laid across the bed in the corner of the room, with my wounded leg upon the chair, and the young woman beside me, holding the corner of her handkerchief, dipp'd in vinegar, to my nose with one hand, and rubbing my temples with the other.

I took her at first for the daughter of the peasant; (for it was no inn)-50 had offered her a little purse with eighteen florins, which my poor brother Tom (here Trim wip'd his eyes) had sent me as a token, by a recruit, just before he set out for Lisbon.

The young woman called the old man and his wife into the room, to show them the money, in order to gain me credit for a bed, and what little necessaries I should want, till I should be in a condition to be got to the hospital.--Come, then ! said she, tying up the little purse,--I'll be your banker-but as that office alone will not keep me employed, I'll be your nurse too.

I thought by her manner of speaking this, as well as by her dress, which I then began to consider more attentively—that the young woman could not be the daughter of the peasant. She was in black down to her toes, with her hair concealed under a cambric border, laid close to her forehead: she was one of those kind of Nuns, an't please your honour, of which your honour knows there are a great many in Flanders, which they let loose. -By tire description, Trim, said my uncle Toby, I dare say she was a young Beguine, of which there are none to be found any where but in the Spanish Netherlands except at Amsterdam--they differ from Nuns in this, that they can quit their cloister if they choose to marry : they visit and take care of the sick by profession-I had rather, for my own part, they did it out of good nature,

The young Beguine, continued the Corporal, had scarce given herself time to tell me 'she would be my nurse, when she hastily turned about to begin the office of one, and prepare something for meand in a short time--though thought it a long one-she came back with flannels, &c. &c. and having fomented my knee soundly for a couple of hours, and made me a thin basoð of gruel for my supper-she wished me rest, and promised to be with me early in the morning-She wished me,

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