Part 38 (1/2)
Chapter 3.XLIV.
-We'll not stop two moments, my dear Sir,-only, as we have got through these five volumes (In the first edition, the sixth volume began with this chapter.), (do, Sir, sit down upon a set-they are better than nothing) let us just look back upon the country we have pa.s.s'd through.-
-What a wilderness has it been! and what a mercy that we have not both of us been lost, or devoured by wild beasts in it!
Did you think the world itself, Sir, had contained such a number of Jack a.s.ses?-How they view'd and review'd us as we pa.s.sed over the rivulet at the bottom of that little valley!-and when we climbed over that hill, and were just getting out of sight-good G.o.d! what a braying did they all set up together!
-Prithee, shepherd! who keeps all those Jack a.s.ses?....
-Heaven be their comforter-What! are they never curried?-Are they never taken in in winter?-Bray bray-bray. Bray on,-the world is deeply your debtor;-louder still-that's nothing:-in good sooth, you are ill-used:-Was I a Jack a.s.se, I solemnly declare, I would bray in G-sol-re-ut from morning, even unto night.
Chapter 3.XLV.
When my father had danced his white bear backwards and forwards through half a dozen pages, he closed the book for good an' all,-and in a kind of triumph redelivered it into Trim's hand, with a nod to lay it upon the 'scrutoire, where he found it.-Tristram, said he, shall be made to conjugate every word in the dictionary, backwards and forwards the same way;-every word, Yorick, by this means, you see, is converted into a thesis or an hypothesis;-every thesis and hypothesis have an off-spring of propositions;-and each proposition has its own consequences and conclusions; every one of which leads the mind on again, into fresh tracks of enquiries and doubtings.-The force of this engine, added my father, is incredible in opening a child's head.-'Tis enough, brother Shandy, cried my uncle Toby, to burst it into a thousand splinters.-
I presume, said Yorick, smiling,-it must be owing to this,-(for let logicians say what they will, it is not to be accounted for sufficiently from the bare use of the ten predicaments)-That the famous Vincent Quirino, amongst the many other astonis.h.i.+ng feats of his childhood, of which the Cardinal Bembo has given the world so exact a story,-should be able to paste up in the public schools at Rome, so early as in the eighth year of his age, no less than four thousand five hundred and fifty different theses, upon the most abstruse points of the most abstruse theology;-and to defend and maintain them in such sort, as to cramp and dumbfound his opponents.-What is that, cried my father, to what is told us of Alphonsus Tostatus, who, almost in his nurse's arms, learned all the sciences and liberal arts without being taught any one of them?-What shall we say of the great Piereskius?-That's the very man, cried my uncle Toby, I once told you of, brother Shandy, who walked a matter of five hundred miles, reckoning from Paris to Shevling, and from Shevling back again, merely to see Stevinus's flying chariot.-He was a very great man! added my uncle Toby (meaning Stevinus)-He was so, brother Toby, said my father (meaning Piereskius)-and had multiplied his ideas so fast, and increased his knowledge to such a prodigious stock, that, if we may give credit to an anecdote concerning him, which we cannot withhold here, without shaking the authority of all anecdotes whatever-at seven years of age, his father committed entirely to his care the education of his younger brother, a boy of five years old,-with the sole management of all his concerns.-Was the father as wise as the son? quoth my uncle Toby:-I should think not, said Yorick:-But what are these, continued my father-(breaking out in a kind of enthusiasm)-what are these, to those prodigies of childhood in Grotius, Scioppius, Heinsius, Politian, Pascal, Joseph Scaliger, Ferdinand de Cordoue, and others-some of which left off their substantial forms at nine years old, or sooner, and went on reasoning without them;-others went through their cla.s.sics at seven;-wrote tragedies at eight;-Ferdinand de Cordoue was so wise at nine,-'twas thought the Devil was in him;-and at Venice gave such proofs of his knowledge and goodness, that the monks imagined he was Antichrist, or nothing.-Others were masters of fourteen languages at ten,-finished the course of their rhetoric, poetry, logic, and ethics, at eleven,-put forth their commentaries upon Servius and Martia.n.u.s Capella at twelve,-and at thirteen received their degrees in philosophy, laws, and divinity:-but you forget the great Lipsius, quoth Yorick, who composed a work (Nous aurions quelque interet, says Baillet, de montrer qu'il n'a rien de ridicule s'il etoit veritable, au moins dans le sens enigmatique que Nicius Erythraeus a ta he de lui donner. Cet auteur dit que pour comprendre comme Lipse, il a pu composer un ouvrage le premier jour de sa vie, il faut s'imaginer, que ce premier jour n'est pas celui de sa naissance charnelle, mais celui au quel il a commence d'user de la raison; il veut que c'ait ete a l'age de neuf ans; et il nous veut persuader que ce fut en cet age, que Lipse fit un poeme.-Le tour est ingenieux, &c. &c.) the day he was born:-They should have wiped it up, said my uncle Toby, and said no more about it.
Chapter 3.XLVI.
When the cataplasm was ready, a scruple of decorum had unseasonably rose up in Susannah's conscience, about holding the candle, whilst Slop tied it on; Slop had not treated Susannah's distemper with anodynes,-and so a quarrel had ensued betwixt them.
-Oh! oh!-said Slop, casting a glance of undue freedom in Susannah's face, as she declined the office;-then, I think I know you, madam-You know me, Sir! cried Susannah fastidiously, and with a toss of her head, levelled evidently, not at his profession, but at the doctor himself,-you know me! cried Susannah again.-Doctor Slop clapped his finger and his thumb instantly upon his nostrils;-Susannah's spleen was ready to burst at it;-'Tis false, said Susannah.-Come, come, Mrs. Modesty, said Slop, not a little elated with the success of his last thrust,-If you won't hold the candle, and look-you may hold it and shut your eyes:-That's one of your popish s.h.i.+fts, cried Susannah:-'Tis better, said Slop, with a nod, than no s.h.i.+ft at all, young woman;-I defy you, Sir, cried Susannah, pulling her s.h.i.+ft sleeve below her elbow.
It was almost impossible for two persons to a.s.sist each other in a surgical case with a more splenetic cordiality.
Slop s.n.a.t.c.hed up the cataplasm-Susannah s.n.a.t.c.hed up the candle;-A little this way, said Slop; Susannah looking one way, and rowing another, instantly set fire to Slop's wig, which being somewhat bushy and unctuous withal, was burnt out before it was well kindled.-You impudent wh.o.r.e! cried Slop,-(for what is pa.s.sion, but a wild beast?)-you impudent wh.o.r.e, cried Slop, getting upright, with the cataplasm in his hand;-I never was the destruction of any body's nose, said Susannah,-which is more than you can say:-Is it? cried Slop, throwing the cataplasm in her face;-Yes, it is, cried Susannah, returning the compliment with what was left in the pan.
Chapter 3.XLVII.
Doctor Slop and Susannah filed cross-bills against each other in the parlour; which done, as the cataplasm had failed, they retired into the kitchen to prepare a fomentation for me;-and whilst that was doing, my father determined the point as you will read.
Chapter 3.XLVIII.
You see 'tis high time, said my father, addressing himself equally to my uncle Toby and Yorick, to take this young creature out of these women's hands, and put him into those of a private governor. Marcus Antoninus provided fourteen governors all at once to superintend his son Commodus's education,-and in six weeks he cas.h.i.+ered five of them;-I know very well, continued my father, that Commodus's mother was in love with a gladiator at the time of her conception, which accounts for a great many of Commodus's cruelties when he became emperor;-but still I am of opinion, that those five whom Antoninus dismissed, did Commodus's temper, in that short time, more hurt than the other nine were able to rectify all their lives long.
Now as I consider the person who is to be about my son, as the mirror in which he is to view himself from morning to night, by which he is to adjust his looks, his carriage, and perhaps the inmost sentiments of his heart;-I would have one, Yorick, if possible, polished at all points, fit for my child to look into.-This is very good sense, quoth my uncle Toby to himself.