ons, which always opened fresh springs of
delight in carrying them on.

The first year's campaign was carried on from beginning to end, in the
plain and simple method I've related.

In the second year, in which my uncle Toby took Liege and Ruremond, he
thought he might afford the expence of four handsome draw-bridges; of
two of which I have given an exact description in the former part of my
work.

At the latter end of the same year he added a couple of gates with
port-cullises:--These last were converted afterwards into orgues, as
the better thing; and during the winter of the same year, my uncle Toby,
instead of a new suit of clothes, which he always had at Christmas,
treated himself with a handsome sentry-box, to stand at the corner of
the bowling-green, betwixt which point and the foot of the glacis,
there was left a little kind of an esplanade for him and the corporal to
confer and hold councils of war upon.

--The sentry-box was in case of rain.

All these were painted white three times over the ensuing spring, which
enabled my uncle Toby to take the field with great splendour.

My father would often say to Yorick, that if any mortal in the whole
universe had done such a thing except his brother Toby, it would have
been looked upon by the world as one of the most refined satires upon
the parade and prancing manner in which Lewis XIV. from the beginning of
the war, but particularly that very year, had taken the field--But 'tis
not my brother Toby's nature, kind soul! my father would add, to insult
any one.

--But let us go on.

Chapter 3.LXVI.

I must observe, that although in the first year's campaign, the word
town is often mentioned,--yet there was no town at that time within the
polygon; that addition was not made till the summer following the spring
in which the bridges and sentry-box were painted, which was the third
year of my uncle Toby's campaigns,--when upon his taking Amberg, Bonn,
and Rhinberg, and Huy and Limbourg, one after another, a thought came
into the corporal's head, that to talk of taking so many towns, without
one Town to shew for it,--was a very nonsensical way of going to work,
and so proposed to my uncle Toby, that they should have a little model
of a town built for them,--to be run up together of slit deals, and then
painted, and clapped within the interior polygon to serve for all.

My uncle Toby felt the good of the project instantly, and instantly
agreed to it, but with