I lay a slight stress upon one of them, replied _Yorick_----the act, especially where it ends there, in my opinion lays as little obligation upon the child, as it conveys power to the father. --You are wrong, --said my father argutely, and for this plain reason * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * --I own, added my father, that the offspring, upon this account, is not so under the power and jurisdiction of the mother. --But the reason, replied _Yorick_, equally holds good for her. ----She is under authority herself, said my father: --and besides, continued my father, nodding his head, and laying his finger upon the side of his nose, as he assigned his reason, --_she is not the principal agent, _Yorick_._ --In what, quoth my uncle _Toby?_ stopping his pipe. --Though by all means, added my father (not attending to my uncle _Toby_) “_The son ought to pay her respect_,” as you may read, _Yorick_, at large in the first book of the Institutes of _Justinian_, at the eleventh title and the tenth section, --I can read it as well, replied _Yorick_, in the Catechism. CHAPTER XXXII Trim can repeat every word of it by heart, quoth my uncle _Toby_. --Pugh! said my father, not caring to be interrupted with _Trim’s_ saying his Catechism. He can, upon my honour, replied my uncle _Toby_. --Ask him, Mr. _Yorick_, any question you please.---- --The fifth Commandment, _Trim_--said _Yorick_, speaking mildly, and with a gentle nod, as to a modest Catechumen. The corporal stood silent. --You don’t ask him right, said my uncle _Toby_, raising his voice, and giving it rapidly like the word of command: ----The fifth--------cried my uncle _Toby_. --I must begin with the first, an’ please your honour, said the corporal.---- --_Yorick_ could not forbear smiling. --Your reverence does not consider, said the corporal, shouldering his stick like a musket, and marching into the middle of the room, to illustrate his position, --that ’tis exactly the same thing, as doing one’s exercise in the field.-- “_Join your right-hand to your firelock_,” cried the corporal, giving the word of command, and performing the motion.-- “_Poise your firelock_,” cried the corporal, doing the duty still both of adjutant and private man. “_Rest your firelock_;” --one motion, an’ please your reverence, you see leads into another. --If his honour will begin but with the _first_-- THE FIRST--cried my uncle _Toby_, setting his hand upon his side-- * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *