efathers never looked farther.--My uncle Toby instantly
withdrew his hand from off my father's knee, reclined his body gently
back in his chair, raised his head till he could just see the cornice of
the room, and then directing the buccinatory muscles along his cheeks,
and the orbicular muscles around his lips to do their duty--he whistled
Lillabullero.

Chapter 1.LI.

Whilst my uncle Toby was whistling Lillabullero to my father,--Dr. Slop
was stamping, and cursing and damning at Obadiah at a most dreadful
rate,--it would have done your heart good, and cured you, Sir, for
ever of the vile sin of swearing, to have heard him, I am determined
therefore to relate the whole affair to you.

When Dr. Slop's maid delivered the green baize bag with her master's
instruments in it, to Obadiah, she very sensibly exhorted him to put his
head and one arm through the strings, and ride with it slung across his
body: so undoing the bow-knot, to lengthen the strings for him, without
any more ado, she helped him on with it. However, as this, in some
measure, unguarded the mouth of the bag, lest any thing should bolt out
in galloping back, at the speed Obadiah threatened, they consulted to
take it off again: and in the great care and caution of their hearts,
they had taken the two strings and tied them close (pursing up the mouth
of the bag first) with half a dozen hard knots, each of which Obadiah,
to make all safe, had twitched and drawn together with all the strength
of his body.

This answered all that Obadiah and the maid intended; but was no remedy
against some evils which neither he or she foresaw. The instruments, it
seems, as tight as the bag was tied above, had so much room to play in
it, towards the bottom (the shape of the bag being conical) that Obadiah
could not make a trot of it, but with such a terrible jingle, what with
the tire tete, forceps, and squirt, as would have been enough, had Hymen
been taking a jaunt that way, to have frightened him out of the country;
but when Obadiah accelerated his motion, and from a plain trot assayed
to prick his coach-horse into a full gallop--by Heaven! Sir, the jingle
was incredible.

As Obadiah had a wife and three children--the turpitude of fornication,
and the many other political ill consequences of this jingling, never
once entered his brain,--he had however his objection, which came home
to himself, and weighed with him, as it has oft-times done with the
greatest patriots