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To one who took pleasure in the happy state of others,—there could not have been a greater sight in the world that, on a post-morning, in which a practicable breach had been made by the duke of Marlborough, in the main body of the place,—to have stood behind the horn beam hedge, and observed the spirit with which my uncle Toby, with Trim behind him, sallied forth;—the one with the Gazette in his hand,—the other with a spade on his shoulder to execute the contents.—What an honest triumph in my uncle Toby's looks as he marched up to the ramparts! What intense pleasure swimming in his eyes as he stood over the corporal, reading the paragraph ten times over to him, as he was at work, left, peradventure, he should make the breach an inch too wide,—orleave
