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old friend and brother officer would have done it, and asked him how he did,
-how he had rested in the night,-—what 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 Cor. poral the night before for him.
-You shall go home directly, Le Fevre, said my uncle Toby, to my house,- -and we'll send for doctor to see what's the matter, and we'll have an apothecary,- and the Corporal shall be your nurse; - and I'll be your servant, Le Fevre.
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 something in his looks and voice, and manner, superadded, which eternally beckoned to the unfortupate to come and to take shelter under him ; so 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 bad taken hold of the breast of his coat, and was pulling it towards him.-The blood and spirits of Le Fevre, which were waxing cold, and were retreating to their last citadel, the heart,-rallied
- the film forsook his eyes for a moment; -he looked up wishfully 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 flutter'd-stopp'd
-went on—throbb’d-stopp'd again-movedstopp'dm-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 theetis 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 Greck 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 bung 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 -It thou art brave, Le Fevre, said my uncle Toby, this will not fail thee ;- but Fortune, said he, musing a little- -Fortune njay-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
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 accomplislıments 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.
REFLECTIONS ON DEATH.
Tread lightly on his ashes, ye men of genius,-for be 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 hour 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 pature had shed upon