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heart, said my uncle Toby—And a brave one too, an' please your honour, said the corporal.
—The best hearts, Trim, are ever the bravest, replied my uncle Toby.—And the greatest cowards, an' please your honour, in our regiment, were the greatest rascals in it.—There was serjeant Kumbur, and ensign ———
—We'll talk of them, said my father, another time.
CHAP. XIV.
What a jovial and a merry world would this be, may it please your worships, but for that inextricable labyrinth of debts, cares, woes, want, grief, dis-
