-went on-throbb'd-stopp'd again-movedstopp'd-shall I go on !-No.

All that is necessary to be added, is as fol lows

That my uncle Toby, with young Le Fevre in his hand, attended the poor Lieutenant, as chief mourners, to his grave.

When my uncle Toby had turned every thing into money, and settled all accounts betwixt the agent of the regiment and Le Fevre, and betwixt Le Fevre and all mankind,— -there remained nothing more in my uncle Toby's hands, than an old regimental coat and a sword; so that my uncle Toby found little opposition from the world in taking administration. The coat my uncle Toby gave the Corporal :-Wear it Trim, said my uncle Toby, as long as it will hold together, for the sake of the poor Lieutenant-And this, said my uncle Toby, taking up the sword in his hand, and drawing it out of the scabbard as he spoke-and this, Le Fevre, I'll save for thee-'tis all the fortune, my dear Le Fevre, which God has left thee; but if he has given thee a heart to fight thy way with it in the world,--and thou doest it like a man of honour,'tis enough for us.

As soon as my uncle Toby had laid a foundation, he sent him to a public school, where, except Whitsuntide and Christmas, at which times the Corporal was punctually dispatched for him,-he remained to the spring of the year, seventeen ; when the stories of the Emperor's sending his army into Hungary against the Turks, kindling a spark of fire in his bosom, he left his Greek and Latin

without leave, and throwing himself upon his knees before my uncle Toby, begged his father's sword, and my uncle Toby's leave along with it, to go and try his fortune under Eugene-Twice did my

uncle Toby forget his wound, and cry out, Le Fevre! I will go with thee, and thou shalt fight beside me-And twice he laid his hand upon his groin, hung down his head in sorrow and disconsolation.

My uncle Toby took down the sword from the crook, where it had hung untouched ever since the Lieutenant's death, and delivered it to the Corporal to brighten up; and having detained Le Fevre a single fortnight to equip him, and contract for his passage to Leghorn, he put the sword into his hand -If thou art brave, Le Fevre, said my uncle Toby, this will not fail thee;-but Fortune, said he, musing a little-Fortune may-And if she does, added my uncle Toby, embracing him, come back again to me, Le Fevre, and we will shape thee another course.

The greatest injury could not have oppressed the heart of Le Fevre, more than my uncle Toby's. paternal kindness;-he parted from my uncle Toby, as the best of sons from the best of fathers -both dropped tears-and as my uncle Toby gave him his last kiss, he slipped sixty guineas, tied up in an old purse of his father's, in which was his mother's ring, into his hand, and bid God bless him.

Le Fevre got up to the Imperial army just time enough to try what metal his sword was made of at the defeat of the Turks before Belgrade; but a series of unmerited mischances had pursued him

from that moment, and trod close upon his heels for four years together after: he had withstood these buffetings to the last, till sickness overtook him at Marseilles; from whence he wrote my uncle Toby word, he had lost his time, his services, his health, and, in short, every thing but his sword ;and was waiting for the first ship to return back to kim.

Le Fevre was hourly expected, and was uppermost in my uncle Toby's mind all the time my father was giving him and Yorick a description of what kind of a person he would choose for a preceptor to me but as my uncle Toby thought my father at first somewhat fanciful in the accomplishments he required, he forebore mentioning Le Fevre's name,-till the character by Yorick's interposition, ending unexpectedly in one, who should be gentle-tempered, and generous, and good, it impressed the image of Le Fevre, and his interest upon my uncle Toby, so forcibly, he rose instantly off his chair; and laying down his pipe, in order to take hold of both my father's hands-I beg, brother Shandy, said my uncle Toby, I may recommend poor Le Fevre's son to you-I beseech you do, added Yorick-He has a good heart, said my uncle Toby—And a brave one too, an't please your honour, said the Corporal-The best hearts, Trim, are ever the bravest, replied my uncle Toby.

SHANDY.

REFLECTIONS ON DEATH.

THE Corporal

Tread lightly on his ashes, ye men of genius,for he was your kinsman :

Weed his grave clean, ye men of goodness,for he was your brother.-Oh, Corporal! had I thee but now,-now, that I am able to give thee a dinner and protection,-how would I cherish thee! thou shouldst wear thy Montero-cap every bour of the day, and every day of the week,-and when it was worn out, I would purchase thee a couple like it ;-but, alas! alas! alas! now that I can do this in spite of their reverences-the occasion is lost-for thou art gone;-thy genius fled up to the stars from whence it came ;-and that warm heart of thine, with all its generous and open vessels, compressed into a clod of the valley!

But what is this-what is this, to that future and dreaded page, where I look towards the velvet pall, decorated with the military ensigns of thy master-the first-the foremost of created beings; where I shall see thee, faithful servant, laying his sword and scabbard with a trembling hand across his coffin, and then turning, pale as ashes, to the door, to take his mourning horse by the bridle, to follow his hearse as he directed thee;where-all my father's systems shall be baffled by his sorrows; and, in spite of his philosophy, I shall behold him, as he inspects the lackered plate, twice taking his spectacles from off his nose, to wipe away the dew which nature had shed upon

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them-when I see him cast the rosemary with an air of disconsolation, which cries through my ears, -O Toby! in what corner of the world shall I seek thy fellow.

-Gracious powers! which erst have opened the lips of the dumb in his distress, and made the tongue of the stammerer speak plain-when I shall arrive at this dreaded page, deal not with me, then, with a stinted hand.

SHANDY.

THE ASS.

I was stopped at the gate of Lyons by a poor ass, who had just turned in with a couple of large panniers upon his back, to collect eleemosynary turnip-tops, and cabbage-leaves; and stood dubious, with his two fore-feet on the inside of the threshold, and with his two hinder-feet towards the street, as not knowing very well whether he was to go in or no.

Now 'tis an animal (be in what hurry I may) I cannot bear to strike- -there is a patient endurance of sufferings, wrote so unaffected in his looks and carriage, which pleads so mightily for him, that it always disarms me; and to that degree, that I do not like to speak unkindly to him: on the contrary, meet him where I will-whether in town or country, in cart or under pannierswhether in liberty or bondage- -I have ever something civil to say to him on my part; and as one word begets another (if he has as little to do