Part 12 (1/2)

In this case, (unless, indeed, my father had been resolved to make a fool of himself by holding the wig stiff in his left hand-or by making some nonsensical angle or other at his elbow-joint, or armpit)-his whole att.i.tude had been easy-natural-unforced: Reynolds himself, as great and gracefully as he paints, might have painted him as he sat.

Now as my father managed this matter,-consider what a devil of a figure my father made of himself.

In the latter end of Queen Anne's reign, and in the beginning of the reign of King George the first-'Coat pockets were cut very low down in the skirt.'-I need say no more-the father of mischief, had he been hammering at it a month, could not have contrived a worse fas.h.i.+on for one in my father's situation.

Chapter 1.XLVII.

It was not an easy matter in any king's reign (unless you were as lean a subject as myself) to have forced your hand diagonally, quite across your whole body, so as to gain the bottom of your opposite coat pocket.-In the year one thousand seven hundred and eighteen, when this happened, it was extremely difficult; so that when my uncle Toby discovered the transverse zig-zaggery of my father's approaches towards it, it instantly brought into his mind those he had done duty in, before the gate of St. Nicolas;-the idea of which drew off his attention so intirely from the subject in debate, that he had got his right hand to the bell to ring up Trim to go and fetch his map of Namur, and his compa.s.ses and sector along with it, to measure the returning angles of the traverses of that attack,-but particularly of that one, where he received his wound upon his groin.

My father knit his brows, and as he knit them, all the blood in his body seemed to rush up into his face-my uncle Toby dismounted immediately.

-I did not apprehend your uncle Toby was o'horseback.-

Chapter 1.XLVIII.

A man's body and his mind, with the utmost reverence to both I speak it, are exactly like a jerkin, and a jerkin's lining;-rumple the one,-you rumple the other. There is one certain exception however in this case, and that is, when you are so fortunate a fellow, as to have had your jerkin made of gum-taffeta, and the body-lining to it of a sarcenet, or thin persian.

Zeno, Cleanthes, Diogenes Babylonius, Dionysius, Heracleotes, Antipater, Panaetius, and Possidonius amongst the Greeks;-Cato and Varro and Seneca amongst the Romans;-Pantenus and Clemens Alexandrinus and Montaigne amongst the Christians; and a score and a half of good, honest, unthinking Shandean people as ever lived, whose names I can't recollect,-all pretended that their jerkins were made after this fas.h.i.+on,-you might have rumpled and crumpled, and doubled and creased, and fretted and fridged the outside of them all to pieces;-in short, you might have played the very devil with them, and at the same time, not one of the insides of them would have been one b.u.t.ton the worse, for all you had done to them.

I believe in my conscience that mine is made up somewhat after this sort:-for never poor jerkin has been tickled off at such a rate as it has been these last nine months together,-and yet I declare, the lining to it,-as far as I am a judge of the matter,-is not a three-penny piece the worse;-pell-mell, helter-skelter, ding-dong, cut and thrust, back stroke and fore stroke, side way and long-way, have they been tr.i.m.m.i.n.g it for me:-had there been the least gumminess in my lining,-by heaven! it had all of it long ago been frayed and fretted to a thread.

-You Messrs. the Monthly Reviewers!-how could you cut and slash my jerkin as you did?-how did you know but you would cut my lining too?

Heartily and from my soul, to the protection of that Being who will injure none of us, do I recommend you and your affairs,-so G.o.d bless you;-only next month, if any one of you should gnash his teeth, and storm and rage at me, as some of you did last May (in which I remember the weather was very hot)-don't be exasperated, if I pa.s.s it by again with good temper,-(being determined as long as I live or write) which in my case means the same thing) never to give the honest gentleman a worse word or a worse wish than my uncle Toby gave the fly which buzz'd about his nose all dinner-time,-'Go,-go, poor devil,' quoth he,-'get thee gone,-why should I hurt thee! This world is surely wide enough to hold both thee and me.'

Chapter 1.XLIX.

Any man, Madam, reasoning upwards, and observing the prodigious suffusion of blood in my father's countenance,-by means of which (as all the blood in his body seemed to rush into his face, as I told you) he must have reddened, pictorically and scientifically speaking, six whole tints and a half, if not a full octave above his natural colour:-any man, Madam, but my uncle Toby, who had observed this, together with the violent knitting of my father's brows, and the extravagant contortion of his body during the whole affair,-would have concluded my father in a rage; and taking that for granted,-had he been a lover of such kind of concord as arises from two such instruments being put in exact tune,-he would instantly have skrew'd up his, to the same pitch;-and then the devil and all had broke loose-the whole piece, Madam, must have been played off like the sixth of Avison Scarlatti-con furia,-like mad.-Grant me patience!-What has con furia,-con strepito,-or any other hurly burly whatever to do with harmony?

Any man, I say, Madam, but my uncle Toby, the benignity of whose heart interpreted every motion of the body in the kindest sense the motion would admit of, would have concluded my father angry, and blamed him too. My uncle Toby blamed nothing but the taylor who cut the pocket-hole;-so sitting still till my father had got his handkerchief out of it, and looking all the time up in his face with inexpressible good-will-my father, at length, went on as follows.

Chapter 1.L.

'What prodigious armies you had in Flanders!'