THE SECOND--cried my uncle _Toby_, waving his tobacco-pipe, as he would have done his sword at the head of a regiment. --The corporal went through his _manual_ with exactness! and having _honoured his father and mother_, made a low bow, and fell back to the side of the room.

 Toby, waving his tobacco-pipe like a sword.
The corporal went through his manual with exactness; and having honoured his father and mother, made a low bow, and stepped aside.
