I beg the reader will assist me here, to wheel off my uncle _Toby's_ ordnance behind the scenes, ----to remove his sentry-box, and clear the theatre, _if possible_, of horn-works and half moons, and get the rest of his military apparatus out of the way; ----that done, my dear friend _Garrick_, we'll snuff the candles bright, --sweep the stage with a new broom, --draw up the curtain, and exhibit my uncle _Toby_ dressed in a new character, throughout which the world can have no idea how he will act: and yet, if pity be a-kin to love, --and bravery no alien to it, you have seen enough of my uncle _Toby_ in these, to trace these family likenesses betwixt the two passions (in case there is one) to your heart's content.

I beg the reader will assist me here, to wheel off my uncle Toby's ordnance behind the scenes, - to remove his sentry-box, and clear his military apparatus out of the way; that done, my dear friend Garrick, we'll sweep the stage, draw up the curtain, and exhibit my uncle Toby dressed in a new character, in which the world can have no idea how he will act. And yet, if pity be akin to love, and bravery likewise, you have seen enough of my uncle Toby to trace these family likenesses betwixt the passions.
