{"collection":"scripture-revelation","full_text_available":true,"graph_url":"https://unchartedknowledge.5gfusion.net/v2/api/page/gutenberg_43886/graph","html_url":"https://unchartedknowledge.5gfusion.net/v2/page/gutenberg_43886","id":"gutenberg_43886","license":"Public Domain (US)","rights_basis":"gutenberg_metadata_copyright_false","source":"gutenberg","source_url":"https://www.gutenberg.org/ebooks/43886","summary":null,"tags":["Allegories","Category: Novels","Category: Religion/Spirituality","Christian life -- Juvenile fiction","Christian pilgrims and pilgrimages -- Juvenile fiction","Dialogues","Salvation -- Juvenile fiction"],"text":"[Transcriber's Note: Bold text is surrounded by =equal signs= and\nitalic text is surrounded by _underscores_.]\n\n\n[Illustration: At last there came a grave man to the gate, whose name\nwas Goodwill.\n\n(_Page 15_) (_The Pilgrim's Progress._)]\n\n\n\n\nBUNYAN'S\n\nPILGRIM'S PROGRESS.\n\nIN WORDS OF ONE SYLLABLE.\n\nBY SAMUEL PHILLIPS DAY,\n\nAUTHOR OF \"THE RARE ROMANCE OF REYNARD THE FOX,\" IN WORDS OF ONE\nSYLLABLE.\n\n\n_ILLUSTRATED._\n\n\n    A. L. BURT COMPANY,\n    PUBLISHERS,       NEW YORK.\n\n\n\n\n    COPYRIGHT, 1895, BY\n    THE CASSELL PUBLISHING CO.\n\n\n    _All rights reserved._\n\n\n\n\nContents\n\n\n        I. THE DEN AND THE DREAM                                 5\n       II. THE SLOUGH OF DESPOND                                 8\n      III. WORLDLY-WISEMAN                                      10\n       IV. THE WICKET-GATE                                      15\n        V. THE INTERPRETER'S HOUSE                              18\n       VI. THE CROSS AND THE CONTRAST                           19\n      VII. THE HILL DIFFICULTY                                  28\n     VIII. THE PALACE BEAUTIFUL                                 30\n       IX. APOLLYON                                             39\n        X. THE VALLEY OF THE SHADOW OF DEATH                    42\n       XI. CHRISTIAN AND FAITHFUL                               44\n      XII. TALKATIVE                                            50\n     XIII. VANITY FAIR                                          56\n      XIV. CHRISTIAN AND HOPEFUL                                64\n       XV. DOUBTING CASTLE AND GIANT DESPAIR                    69\n      XVI. THE DELECTABLE MOUNTAINS                             77\n     XVII. THE ENCHANTED GROUND AND THE WAY DOWN TO IT          81\n    XVIII. THE LAND OF BEULAH--THE FORDS OF THE RIVER--AT HOME  87\n\n\n\n\nTHE\n\nPILGRIM'S PROGRESS.\n\n\n\n\nCHAPTER I.\n\nTHE DEN AND THE DREAM.\n\n\nAS I went through the wilds of this world, I came to a place where was\na den, and I laid me down in that place to sleep; and as I slept I\ndreamt a dream; and lo, I saw a man clad in rags, with a book in his\nhand, and a great load on his back! I saw him read in the book, and as\nhe read, he wept and shook.\n\nIn this plight, then, he went home, and kept calm as long as he could,\nthat his wife and bairns should not see his grief; but he could not\nlong hold his speech, for that his woe grew more hard to bear. \"Oh, my\ndear wife,\" said he, \"and you, the bairns of my heart, I am quite lost,\nfor a load lies hard on me. More than this, I am told that this our\ntown will be burnt with fire from the skies, and you, my sweet babes,\nshall come to grief, save some way can be found to get clear of harm.\"\nAt this his kin were in sore fear; for that they had just cause to\ndread some dire ill had got hold of his head. So, when morn was come,\nthey would know how he did: and he told them, \"Worse and worse.\" He\nspoke to them once more, but they gave no heed to his words. Hence he\nwent to his room to pray for them, and to ease his grief. He would,\ntoo, take long walks in the fields, and read and pray at times: and\nthus for some days he spent his time.\n\nNow I saw on a time, when he took a stray walk in the fields, that he\nwas bent on his book and in deep grief of mind; and as he read he burst\nout, \"What shall I do?\"\n\nI saw, too, that his eyes went this way and that way, as if he would\nrun: yet he could not tell which way to go. I then saw a man whose name\nwas Evangelist come to him and ask, \"Why dost thou cry?\" Quoth he,\n\"Sir, I see by the book in my hand that death is my doom, and that I am\nthen to meet my Judge: and I find that I do not will to do the first,\nwhile I dread the last.\" Then said Evangelist, \"Why not will to die,\nsince this life is full of ills?\" The man said, \"The cause is I fear\nthat this load that is on my back will sink me more low than the grave,\nand I shall go down to hell.\"\n\nThen said Evangelist, \"If this be thy state, why dost thou stand\nstill?\" Said he, \"It is for that I know not where to go.\" Then he gave\nhim a roll of smooth skin, on which were writ the plain words, \"Flee\nfrom the wrath to come.\" The man read it, and said, \"To what place must\nI flee?\" Then said Evangelist, \"Do you see yon small gate?\" The man\nsaid, \"I think I do.\" Then said his guide, \"Go up at once to it; at\nwhich, when thou dost knock, it shall be told thee what thou shalt do.\"\n\nSo I saw in my dream that the man did run. Now he had not run far from\nhis own door, but his wife and bairns saw it, and in a loud voice they\nstrove to get him to come back; but the man put the tips of his thumbs\nin his ears and ran on.\n\nHis friends also came out, and some bade him haste back. Of those who\ndid so, there were two that sought to fetch him back by force. The name\nof the one was Obstinate; and the name of the next, Pliable. Now by\nthis time the man was a good way off; but they went in quest of him,\nand in a short time came up with him. Then said he, \"Friends, for what\nare ye come?\" Quoth they, \"To urge you to go back with us\": but he\nsaid, \"That can by no means be. You dwell in the City of Destruction:\nand when you die there, you will sink down to a place that burns with\nfire. Take heed, good friends, and go with me.\"\n\n[Illustration: OBSTINATE GOES BACK TO THE CITY OF DESTRUCTION.]\n\n\"What!\" said Obstinate, \"and leave our friends and all that brings us\njoy and ease?\"\n\n\"Yes,\" said Christian (for that was his name); \"I seek a life that\nfades not. Read it so, if you will, in my book.\"\n\n\"Tush!\" said Obstinate, \"I heed not your book: will you go back with us\nor no?\"\n\n\"No, not I,\" said Christian.\n\n_Obs._--\"Come then, friend Pliable, let us go home.\"\n\nThen said Pliable, \"The things he looks for are of more worth than\nours. My heart urges me to go with him.\"\n\n_Obs._--\"What! Be led by me and go back.\"\n\n_Chr._--\"Come with me, friend Pliable; there are such things to be had\nwhich I spoke of, and much more bliss. If you heed not what I say, read\nhere in this book.\"\n\n\"Well, friend Obstinate,\" said Pliable, \"I mean to go with this good\nman, and to cast in my lot with him. But, my good mate, do you know the\nway to this place?\"\n\n_Chr._--\"I am told by a man, whose name is Evangelist, to speed me to a\nsmall gate that is in front of us, where we shall be put in the right\nway.\"\n\n\"And I will go back to my place,\" said Obstinate. \"I will not make one\nof such flat fools.\"\n\n\n\n\nCHAPTER II.\n\nTHE SLOUGH OF DESPOND.\n\n\nNOW Christian and Pliable spoke as they did walk on the plain; and this\nwas what they said:\n\n_Chr._--\"Come, friend Pliable. I am glad you have been led to go with\nme. Had but Obstinate felt what I have felt, he would not have set his\nback on us.\"\n\n_Pli._--\"And do you think that your book is true?\"\n\n_Chr._--\"Yes: there is a realm where we shall not taste of death, that\nwe may dwell in it for aye.\"\n\n_Pli._--\"This is right good; and what else?\"\n\n_Chr._--\"There we shall not weep or grieve more; for he that owns the\nplace will wipe all tears from our eyes.\"\n\n_Pli._--\"To hear this doth fill one's heart with joy. But are these\nthings to form our bliss? How shall we get to share in them?\"\n\n_Chr._--\"The Lord hath set down _that_ in this book, the pith of which\nis, if we in truth seek to have it, he will, of his free grace, grant\nit to us.\"\n\n_Pli._--\"Well, my good friend, glad am I to hear of these things. Come\non, let us mend our pace.\"\n\nNow I saw in my dream that just as they had put an end to this talk\nthey drew up nigh to a deep slough that was in the midst of the plain;\nand as they did not heed it, both fell swap in the bog. The name of the\nslough was Despond.\n\nThen said Pliable, \"Ah, friend Christian, where are you now?\"\n\n\"In sooth,\" said Christian, \"I do not know.\"\n\nAt this Pliable said in sharp tones, \"Is this the bliss you have told\nme all this while of? If we have such ill speed as we first set out,\nwhat may we not look for ere the time we get to the end of our road?\nMay I once get out with my life, you shall hold the brave land for me.\"\nAnd with that he gave a bold stride or two, and got out of the mire on\nthat side of the slough which was next his own house. So off he went,\nand Christian saw him no more.\n\nHence Christian was left to sprawl in the Slough of Despond. But I saw\nin my dream that a man came to him whose name was Help, and did ask him\nwhat he did there.\n\n\"Sir,\" said Christian, \"I was bade go this way by a man known as\nEvangelist, who sent me in like way to yon gate, that I might scape the\nwrath to come.\"\n\nSo he gave him his hand, and drew him out, and set him on sound ground,\nand let him go on his way.\n\nThen I went to him that did pluck him out, and said, \"Sir, whence is it\nthat this plat is not made whole, that those who pass this way may run\nno risk?\"\n\nAnd he said to me, \"This slough is such a place that none can mend it.\nIt goes by the name of the Slough of Despond; for still, as he who\nsins is wrought up to a sense of his lost state, there spring forth in\nhis soul fears, and doubts, and dark thoughts that scare, which all of\nthem form in a heap and fix in this place; and this is the cause why\nthe road is so bad. True, there are, by the help of him who frames the\nlaws, some stout and firm steps found through the midst of this slough;\nthese steps are all but hid, or if they be seen, men step on one side,\nand then they get all grime with mire, though the steps be there; but\nthe ground is good when they are once got in at the gate.\"\n\n\n\n\nCHAPTER III.\n\nWORLDLY-WISEMAN.\n\n\nAS Christian took his lone walk he saw one cross the field to meet him,\nand their hap was to meet just as they did cross the same way. The\nman's name was Mr. Worldly-wiseman. Hence Mr. Worldly-wiseman thus held\nsome talk with Christian.\n\n_Wor._--\"How now, good friend; where dost thou go bent down with such a\nweight?\"\n\n[Illustration: CHRISTIAN AND WORLDLY-WISEMAN]\n\n_Chr._--\"As big a load, in sooth, as I think a poor wight had in his\nlife! I am bound for yon small gate in front of me; for there, as I am\ntold, I shall be put in a way to be rid of my huge load.\"\n\n_Wor._--\"Wilt thou give heed to me, if I tell thee what course to take?\"\n\n_Chr._--\"If what you say be good, I will; for I stand in need of a wise\nguide.\"\n\n_Wor._--\"Who bid thee go this way to be rid of thy load?\"\n\n_Chr._--\"A man that I thought was high and great; his name, as my mind\nserves me, is Evangelist.\"\n\n_Wor._--\"There is not a more rough way to be found in the world than is\nthat he hath bade thee take; and that thou shalt find if thou wilt be\nled by him. Hear me: I have seen more years than thou. Thou art like to\nmeet with, on the way which thou dost go, great griefs, pain, lack of\nfood and clothes, sword, fierce beasts, gloom, and, in a word, death,\nand what not! And why should a man run such risks, just on the word of\na strange guide?\"\n\n_Chr._--\"Why, sir, I think I care not what things I meet with in the\nway, if so be I can get ease from my pack.\"\n\n_Wor._--\"But why wilt thou seek for ease this way, as such dire ills go\nwith it? the more so, hadst thou but borne with me, I could aid thee to\nget what thou dost wish, free from the risks that thou in this way wilt\nrun.\"\n\n_Chr._--\"Pray, sir, make known this boon to me.\"\n\n_Wor._--\"Why, in yon town (the town is known as Morality) there dwells\na squire whose name is Legality, a man of good name, that has skill to\nhelp men off with such loads as thine from their backs. To him, as I\nsaid, thou canst go and get help in a trice; and if he should not be\nat home, he hath a fair young son, whose name is Civility, that can do\nit as well as his sage sire.\"\n\nNow was Christian at a stand what to do; but soon he thought, \"If this\nbe true which this squire hath said, my best course is to be led by\nhim\"; and with that he thus spake more.\n\n_Chr._--\"Sir, which is the way to this good man's house?\"\n\n_Wor._--\"By that hill you must go, and the first house you come at is\nhis.\"\n\nSo Christian went out of his way to go to Mr. Legality's house for\nhelp. But lo, when he was got now hard by the hill, that side of it\nthat was next the path did hang so much, that Christian durst not move\non, lest the hill should fall on his head: for which cause there he\nstood still, and he wot not what to do. But soon there came fierce\nflames of fire out of the hill, each flash of which made Christian\ndread he should be burnt. And now he was wroth for the heed he gave to\nMr. Worldly-wiseman's words. And with that he saw Evangelist come forth\nto meet him; and thus did he speak with Christian:\n\n\"What dost thou here?\" said he. At which words Christian knew not what\nto say. Then said Evangelist to him, \"Art not thou the man that I found\nin tears back of the walls of the City of Destruction?\"\n\n_Chr._--\"Yes, dear sir, I am the man. I met with a squire, so soon as I\nhad got clear of the Slough of Despond, who made me think that I might,\nin the town which did face me, find a man that could take off my load.\"\n\n_Evan._--\"What said that squire to you?\"\n\n_Chr._--\"He bid me with speed get rid of my load; and said I, 'I am\nhence bound for yon gate to gain more news how I may get to the place\nwhere my load may be cast off.' So he said that he would show me the\nbest way: 'which way,' said he, 'will take you to a squire's house that\nhath skill to take off these loads.' So I put faith in him, and set out\nof that way till I came to this, if so be I might soon get ease from my\nload.\"\n\nThen said Evangelist, \"Stand still a short time, that I may show thee\nthe words of God.\"\n\nThen Christian fell down at his feet as dead, and did cry, \"Woe is me,\nfor I am lost!\" At the sight of which Evangelist caught him by the\nright hand, and said, \"Be not frail, but have faith.\"\n\nThen Evangelist went on, and said, \"Give heed to the things that I\nshall tell thee of. The man that met thee is one Worldly-wiseman, and\nhe bears a fit name; in part, for that his creed is what the world\nholds; and in part, for that he loves such faith best, for it saves him\nfrom the cross. Now, there are three things in this man's words that\nthou must be sure and shun--his scheme to turn thee out of the way; his\nwish to make the cross a shame to thee; and his guile, which did tempt\nthee to set thy feet in that way that leads to death.\n\n\"And for this thou must bear in mind to whom he sent thee, no less than\nhis lack of skill to rid thee of thy load. He to whom thou wast sent\nfor ease, by name Legality, has not the gift to set thee free from thy\nload. No man, as yet, got rid of his load by him: no, nor till the end\nof time is like to be. 'By the works of the law none can be made just,'\nfor by the deeds of the law no man that lives can be rid of his load;\nand as for his son, Civility, though he wears soft looks, he is but a\nknave, and must fail to help thee. Trust me, there is naught else in\nall this noise that thou hast heard of this spot but a scheme to lure\nthee of thy soul's bliss.\"\n\nNow Christian felt sure fear of death, and burst out in a shrill\ncry, full of woe, as he did curse the time in which he met with Mr.\nWorldly-wiseman. Still did he say he was the chief of fools for the\nheed he gave to him. This done, he spoke to Evangelist in words and\nsense thus:\n\n_Chr._--\"Sir, what think you? Is there hope? May I now go back and go\nup to the small gate? Shall I not be sent back from thence in shame?\"\n\nThen said Evangelist to him, \"Thy sin is most great, for by it thou\nhast done two bad deeds: thou hast left the way that is good to tread\nin wrong paths, yet will the man at the gate let thee pass, for he has\n_good-will_ for men.\"\n\nThen did Christian make up his mind to go back, and Evangelist, when he\ndid kiss his cheek, gave him a smile, and bid him God speed.\n\n\n\n\nCHAPTER IV.\n\nTHE WICKET-GATE.\n\n\nSO Christian went on with haste, nor spake he to a man by the way; nor\nif a man spoke to him, would he deign him a word; so in course of time\nChristian got up to the gate. Now at the top of the gate there were\nwrit these words:\n\n    =\"Knock, and it shall ope to you.\"=\n\nHence he did knock more than once or twice.\n\nAt last there came a grave man to the gate, whose name was Goodwill,\nwho sought to know who was there? and whence he came? and what he would\nhave?\n\n_Chr._--\"Here is a poor vile wight; I come from the City of\nDestruction, but am bound for Mount Zion, that I may get safe from the\nwrath to come. I would, for this cause, sir, know if you will let me\nin.\"\n\n\"I will, with all my heart,\" said he; and with that he drew back the\ngate.\n\nSo when he was got in, the man of the gate said to him, \"Who told him\nto come to that place?\"\n\n_Chr._--\"Evangelist bid me come here and knock, as I did; and he said\nthat you, sir, would tell me what I must do.\"\n\n_Good._--\"But how is it that no one came with you?\"\n\n_Chr._--\"For that none of those who dwelt near me saw their plight as I\nsaw mine.\"\n\n_Good._--\"Did one or more of them know that you meant to come here?\"\n\n_Chr._--\"Yes; my wife and bairns saw me at the first, and did call to\nme to turn round.\"\n\n_Good._--\"But did none of them go in quest of you, to urge you to go\nback?\"\n\n_Chr._--\"Yes, both Obstinate and Pliable; but when they saw that they\ncould not gain their end, Obstinate went back, and did rail the while,\nbut Pliable came with me a short way.\"\n\n_Good._--\"But why did he not come through?\"\n\n_Chr._--\"We, in truth, came on side by side till we came to the Slough\nof Despond, in the which he fell souse. But as he got out on that side\nnext to his own house, he told me I should hold the brave land for him.\nSo he went his way, and I came mine.\"\n\nThen said Goodwill, \"Ah, poor man!\"\n\n\"In sooth,\" said Christian, \"I have said the truth of Pliable; but I,\ntoo, did turn on one side to go in the way of death, and I was led to\nthis by the base arts of one Mr. Worldly-wiseman.\"\n\n[Illustration: CHRISTIAN AT THE WICKET-GATE.]\n\n_Good._--\"Oh, did he light on you? What! he would have had you seek for\nease at the hands of Mr. Legality: they are both of them true cheats.\nBut were you led by him?\"\n\n_Chr._--\"Yes, as far as I durst. I went to find out Mr. Legality, till\nI thought the mount that stands by his house would have come down on my\nhead.\"\n\n_Good._--\"That mount has been the death of a host, and will be the\ndeath of still more.\"\n\n_Chr._--\"Why, in truth, I do not know what hap had come to me there,\nhad not Evangelist by good luck met me once more, while I did muse in\nthe midst of my dumps: but it was God's grace that he came to me twice,\nfor else I could not have got to this place.\"\n\n_Good._--\"We shut out none, and take no note of what they have done up\nto the time they come here: 'they in no wise are cast out': and hence,\ngood Christian, come a wee way with me, and I will teach thee in what\nway thou must go. Look right in front of thee; dost thou see this\nstrait way? That is the way thou must go.\"\n\n\"But,\" said Christian, \"are there no turns or bends by which one who\nhas not trod it may lose his way?\"\n\n_Good._--\"Yes, there are some ways butt down on this; and they are bent\nand wide: but thus thou canst judge the right from the wrong, that the\nfirst is straight and not broad.\"\n\nThen Christian strove to gird up his loins, and to set out on his way.\nSo he with whom he had held speech told him, \"That by that he had gone\nsome way from the gate he would come at the house of the Interpreter,\nat whose door he should knock, and he would show him good things.\"\n\n\n\n\nCHAPTER V.\n\nTHE INTERPRETER'S HOUSE.\n\n\nTHEN he went on till he came to the house of the Interpreter, at which\nhe gave some smart knocks. At last one came to the door, and did ask\nwho was there?\n\n\"Sir,\" said Christian, \"I am a man that am come from the City of\nDestruction, and am bound for the Mount Zion; and I was told by the man\nthat stands at the gate at the head of this way, that if I came here\nyou would show me good things, such as would be a help to one on the\nroad.\"\n\nThen said the Interpreter, \"Come in; I will show thee that which will\nbe of use to thee.\" So he told his man to light the lamp, and bid\nChristian go in his track. Then he had him in a room where none else\ncould come, and bid his man fold back the door, the which when he had\ndone Christian saw the print of one, most grave of look, hung up on the\nwall, and this was the style of it: It had eyes that did stare at the\nsky, the best of books in its hand, and the law of truth was writ on\nits lips; the world was at its back, it stood as if it did plead with\nmen, and a crown of gold did hang nigh its head.\n\nThen said Christian, \"What means this?\"\n\n_Inter._--\"I have shown thee this print first for this cause, that the\nman whose print this is, is the sole man whom the Lord of the place\nwhere thou dost go hath sent as thy guide through all the twists and\nturns thou wilt meet with in the way; hence take good heed to what I\nhave shown thee, and bear well in thy mind what thou hast seen, lest,\nin thy route, thou meet with some that say they can lead thee right;\nbut their way goes down to death.\"\n\nThen he took him by the hand, and led him to a large room on the ground\nfloor that was full of dust; the which the Interpreter did call for a\nman to sweep. Then said the Interpreter to a girl that stood by, \"Bring\nhence from yon brook the means to lay this dust.\"\n\nThen said Christian, \"What means this?\"\n\nThe Interpreter thus spoke: \"This room on the ground floor is the heart\nof man that has not been made pure by the sweet grace of Christ's Word.\nThe _dust_ is the sin that cleaves to him through the Fall, and the\nlust that hath made foul the whole man. He who at first swept is the\nLaw; but she that brought the means to lay the dust is the Gospel.\"\n\nI saw too, in my dream, that the Interpreter took him by the hand, and\nhad him in a small room, where sat two youths, each one in his chair.\nThe name of the most grown was Passion, and of the next, Patience:\nPassion did not seem at rest, but Patience was quite still.\n\nThen I saw that one came to Passion and brought him a bag of rich\ngifts, and did pour it down at his feet; the which he took up and felt\njoy in it, while at Patience he gave a laugh of scorn. But I saw but a\ntime, and he had got rid of all, and had naught left but rags.\n\nThen said Christian to the Interpreter, \"I would have you make this\nthing more clear to me.\"\n\nSo he said, \"These two lads are signs: Passion of the men of this\nworld, and Patience of the men of that which is to come; for, as here\nthou dost see, Passion will have all now, this year, that is to say in\nthis world, so are the men of this world; they must have all their good\nthings now; they durst not stay till next year, that is till the next\nworld, for their share of good.\"\n\nThen said Christian, \"Now I see that Patience has the best sense, and\nthat on more grounds than one; for that he stays for the best things,\nand in like way for that he will have the gain of his when Passion has\nnaught but rags.\"\n\n[Illustration: INTERPRETER SHOWS CHRISTIAN THE ROOM FULL OF DUST]\n\n_Inter._--\"Nay, you may add one more, to wit, the joys of the next\nworld will not wear out, but these are soon gone.\"\n\nI saw, in like way, that the Interpreter took him once more by the\nhand, and led him to a choice place, where was built a great house,\nfine to look at; at the sight of which Christian felt much joy; he saw,\ntoo, on the top of it some folk that did walk to and fro, who were clad\nall in gold.\n\nThen the Interpreter took him, and led him up nigh to the door of the\ngreat house; and lo, at the door stood a host of men as did wish to go\nin, but durst not. There, too, sat a man a short way from the door, at\nthe side of a board, with a book and his desk in front of him, to take\nthe name of him that should come in. More than this, he saw that in the\nporch stood groups of men, clad in coats of mail, to keep it, who meant\nto do all the hurt and harm they could to the man that would go in. Now\nwas Christian in a sore maze. At last, when all the men did start back\nfor fear of the men who bore arms, Christian saw a man of a bold face\ncome up to the man that sat there to write, and say, \"Set down my name,\nsir\"; the which when he had done, he saw the man draw his sword, and\nput a casque on his head, and rush to the door on the men who had arms,\nwho laid on him with fierce force; but the man, not at all put out of\nthe way, fell to, and did cut and hack with all his might: so, when he\nhad got and dealt scores of wounds to those that strove to keep him\nout, he cut his way through them all, and made straight for the great\nhouse.\n\n\"Now,\" said Christian, \"let me go hence.\"\n\n\"Nay, stay,\" said the Interpreter, \"till I have shown thee some more;\nand then thou shalt go on thy way.\"\n\n[Illustration: Just as Christian came up with the cross, his load got\nloose from his neck, and fell from off his back.\n\n(_Page 25_) (_The Pilgrim's Progress._)]\n\nSo he took him by the hand once more, and led him to a room dark as\npitch, where there sat a man in a steel cage. Now the man to look on\nwas most sad; and he gave sighs as if he would break his heart.\n\nThe man said, \"I once did seem to be what I was not fair in mine own\neyes, and in the eyes of those that knew me. I was once, as I thought,\nfair for the Celestial City, and went so far as to have joy at the\nthoughts that I should get there.\"\n\n_Chr._--\"Well, but what art thou now?\"\n\n_Man._--\"I am now a man lost to hope.\"\n\n_Chr._--\"But how didst thou get in this state?\"\n\n_Man._--\"I did sin in face of the light of the World, and the grace of\nGod. I made the Spirit grieve, and he is gone.\"\n\nThen said Christian, \"Is there no hope, but you must be kept in the\nsteel cage of gloom?\"\n\n_Man._--\"None at all.\"\n\n_Chr._--\"But canst thou not now grieve and turn?\"\n\n_Man._--\"God hath not let me; his Word gives me no aid to faith; yea,\nhe hath shut me up in this steel cage; nor can all the men in the world\nlet me out.\"\n\nThen said the Interpreter to Christian, \"Let this man's wails be dwelt\non by thee, and cease not to teach thee how to act.\"\n\nSo he took Christian and led him to a room where one did rise out of\nbed; and as he put on his clothes he did shake and quake.\n\nThen said Christian, \"Why doth this man thus shake?\"\n\nSo he spoke and said, \"This night as I was in my sleep I dreamt, and\nlo, the sky grew black as ink, when flame flit from the clouds; on\nwhich I heard a dread noise, that put me in throes of pain. So I did\nlift up my eyes in my dream, and saw a man sit on a cloud, with a huge\nhost near to him. I heard, then, a voice that said, 'Come forth, ye\ndead, and meet your Judge!' And with that the rocks rent, the graves\ndid gape, and the dead that were in them came forth. Then I saw the man\nthat sat on the cloud fold back the book and bid the world draw near. I\nheard it, in like way, told to them that were near the man that sat on\nthe cloud, 'Bind up the tares, and the chaff, and the stalks, and cast\nthem in the lake that burns with fire.' Then said the voice to the same\nmen, 'Put up my wheat in the barn!' and with that I saw a host caught\nup in the clouds, but I was left stay.\"\n\n_Chr._--\"But what was it that made you so quake at this sight?\"\n\n_Man._--\"Why, I thought that the day of doom had come, and that I was\nnot fit to meet it. But this made me fear most, that some were caught\nup while I was left.\"\n\nThen said the Interpreter to Christian, \"Hast thou thought well on all\nthese things?\"\n\n_Chr._--\"Yes; and they put me in hope and fear.\"\n\n_Inter._--\"Well, keep all things so in thy mind that they may be as a\ngoad in thy sides, to prick thee on in the way thou must go.\"\n\nThen Christian girt up his loins, and thought but of the long road he\nhad to tread.\n\n[Illustration: So I saw that just as Christian came up to the cross,\nhis load got loose from his neck, and fell from off his back.--Page 25.\n\n_Pilgrim's Progress._]\n\n\n\n\nCHAPTER VI.\n\nTHE CROSS AND THE CONTRAST.\n\n\nNOW I saw in my dream that the high road had on each side a wall for a\nfence, and that wall went by the name of Salvation. Up this way, then,\ndid Christian run with his load, till he came to a place where was a\nhigh slope, and on that place stood a cross, and a short way from it\nin the vale, a tomb. So I saw in my dream that just as Christian came\nup with the cross, his load got loose from his neck, and fell from off\nhis back, and did roll till it came to the mouth of the grave, where it\nfell in, and I saw it no more.\n\nThen was Christian full glad, and said, with a gay heart, \"He hath\nbrought me rest by his grief, and life by his death.\" Then he stood\nstill for a short time to look with awe, for it was a strange thing to\nhim that the sight of the cross should thus ease him of his load.\n\nI saw then in my dream that he went on thus till he came to a vale,\nwhere he saw three men in deep sleep, with gyves on their heels. The\nname of the one was Simple; the next, Sloth; and the third, Presumption.\n\nChristian went to them, if so be he might rouse them; so he said in a\nloud voice, \"You are like them that sleep on the top of a mast, for the\nDead Sea is low down at your feet, a gulf that no plumb line can sound;\nget up, hence and come on.\"\n\nWith this they gave a glum look at him, and spoke in this sort: Simple\nsaid, \"I see no cause for fear\"; Sloth said, \"Yet some more sleep\"; and\nPresumption said, \"Each tub must stand on its own end.\" And so they\nlay down to sleep once more, and Christian went on his way.\n\n[Illustration: FORMALIST AND HYPOCRISY COMING INTO THE WAY OVER THE\nWALL.]\n\nYet felt he grief to think that men in that sad plight should so spurn\nthe kind act of him that of his own free will sought to help them. And\nas he did grieve from this cause, he saw two men roll off a wall, on\nthe left hand of the strait way. The name of the one was Formalist, and\nthe name of the next Hypocrisy. So they drew up nigh him, who thus held\nspeech with them:\n\n_Chr._--\"Sirs, whence came you, and where do you go?\"\n\n_Form. and Hyp._--\"We were born in the land of Vainglory, and are bent\nfor praise to Mount Zion.\"\n\n_Chr._--\"Why came you not in at the gate which stands at the head of\nthe way?\"\n\nThey said, \"That to go to the gate to get in was by all their horde\nthought too far round.\"\n\n_Chr._--\"But will it not be thought a wrong done to the Lord of the\ntown where we are bound, thus to break his law which he hath made known\nto us?\"\n\nThey told him, \"That this act of theirs, as it stood for so long a\ntime, would no doubt be thought good in law by a just judge; and more\nthan this,\" said they, \"if we get in the way, what boots it which way\nwe get in? If we are in, we are in. Thou art but in the way, who, as we\nsee, came in at the gate; and we too are in the way, that fell from the\ntop of the wall. In what, now, is thy state a whit more good than ours?\"\n\n_Chr._--\"I walk by the rule of my Lord; you walk by the rude quirks of\nyour vague whims. At this time you count but as thieves in the sight\nof the Lord of the way hence I doubt you will not be found true men at\nthe end of the way. By laws and rules you will not get safe, since you\ncame not in by the door. I have, too, a mark on my brow, which you may\nnot have seen, which one of my Lord's most stanch friends put there, in\nthe day that my load fell from off my back. More than this, I will tell\nyou that I then got a roll with a seal on it, to cheer me while I read\nit, as I go on the way: I was told to give it in at the Celestial Gate,\nas a sure sign that I, too, should go in at the right time: all which\nthings I doubt you want, and want them for that you came not in at the\ngate.\"\n\n\n\n\nCHAPTER VII.\n\nTHE HILL DIFFICULTY.\n\n\nI SAW then that they all went on till they came to the foot of the Hill\nDifficulty, at the end of which was a spring. There were in the same\nplace two ways more than that which came straight from the gate: one\nbent to the left hand, and the next to the right, at the base of the\nhill; but the strait way lay right up the hill; and the name of that\npath up the side of the hill is known as Difficulty. Christian now went\nto the spring and drank of it to cool his blood and quench his thirst,\nand then he set forth to go up the hill.\n\nThe two with whom he had held speech in like way came to the foot of\nthe hill; but when they saw that the hill was steep and high, and that\nthere were two more ways to go, and as they thought that these two ways\nmight meet in the long run with that up which Christian went, on the\nrear side of the hill,--hence they made up their minds to go in those\nways.\n\nNow the name of one of those ways was Danger, and the name of the next\nDestruction. So the one took the way which is known as Danger, which\nled him to a great wood; and he who was with him took straight up the\nway to Destruction, which led to a wide field full of dark cliffs,\nwhere he made a slip, and fell, and rose no more.\n\nI then cast my eyes on Christian, and I saw that from a run he came to\na walk, and at last had to climb on his hands and his knees, so steep\nwas the place.\n\n[Illustration: Timorous was afraid of wild beasts and ran down the\nhill.--Page 29.\n\n_Pilgrim's Progress._]\n\nNow half the way to the top of the hill was a nook made of trees,\nfair to look on, made by the Lord of the hill for the good of such as\ntrod that place. There, then, Christian got; there, too, he sat down to\nrest him.\n\nThus sought he cheer a while, when he fell to doze, and then went off\nin a fast sleep.\n\nNow as he slept there came one to him, who woke him and said, \"Go to\nthe ant, thou man of sloth; think of her ways, and be wise.\" And with\nthat Christian did start up, and went on till he came to the top of the\nhill.\n\nNow when he was got up to the top of the hill, there came two men\nwho ran right up to him so as to push him. The name of the one was\nTimorous, and of the next Mistrust; to whom Christian said, \"Sirs, what\ndoth ail you? You run the wrong way.\"\n\nTimorous said that they were bound to the City of Zion, and had got up\nto that hard place; \"but,\" said he, \"the more we go on the more risks\nwe meet with; hence did we turn, and mean not to go back.\"\n\n\"Yes,\" said Mistrust, \"for just in front of us lie a brace of wild\nbeasts in the way--that they sleep or wake we know not--and we could\nnot think if we came in their reach but they would at once pull us in\nbits.\"\n\nThen Mistrust and Timorous ran down the hill, and Christian went on his\nway. But as he dwelt on what he heard from the men, the sun went down;\nand this made him once more think how vain it was for him to have sunk\nto sleep. Now, he brought to mind the tale that Mistrust and Timorous\nhad told him of how they took fright at the sight of the wild beasts.\nThen did Christian muse thus: \"These beasts range in the night for\ntheir prey; and if they should meet with me in the dark, how should I\nshift them? how should I get free from their fangs? they would tear\nme to bits.\" Thus he went on his way. But, while he did mourn his dire\nhap, he lift up his eyes, and lo, there was a grand house in front of\nhim, the name of which was Beautiful, and it stood just on the side of\nthe high road.\n\n\n\n\nCHAPTER VIII.\n\nTHE PALACE BEAUTIFUL.\n\n\nSO I saw in my dream that he made haste and went forth, that, if so\nbe, he might get a place to lodge there. Now ere he had gone far, he\nsaw two wild beasts in the way. (The beasts were made fast, but he saw\nnot the chains.) Then he took fright, and thought to go back; for he\nthought death of a truth did face him. But when the man at the lodge,\nwhose name is Watchful, saw that Christian made a halt, he did cry to\nhim and say, \"Is thy strength so small? Fear not the wild beasts, for\nthey are in chains, and are put there for test of faith where it is,\nand to make known those that have none: keep in the midst of the path,\nand no hurt shall come to thee.\"\n\nThen did he clap his hands, and went on till he came and stood in front\nof the gate where the Porter was. Then said Christian to the Porter,\n\"Sir, what house is this? and may I lodge here this night?\" The Porter\nsaid, \"This house was built by the Lord of the hill, and he built it to\naid and guard such as speed this way.\" The Porter, in like way, sought\nto know whence he was; and to what place he was bound?\n\n[Illustration: This is Mistrust, whom Christian met going the wrong\nway.--Page 29.\n\n_Pilgrim's Progress._]\n\n_Chr._--\"I am come from the City of Destruction; and am on my way to\nMount Zion; but as the sun is now set, I wish, if I may, to lodge here\nthis night.\"\n\n_Por._--\"But how doth it hap that you come so late? The sun is set.\"\n\n_Chr._--\"I had been here ere this, but that, mean man that I am, I\nslept in the nook that stands on the side of the hill.\"\n\n_Por._--\"Well, I will call out one of the maids of this place, who\nwill, if she likes your talk, bring you in to the rest of the folk, as\nsuch are the rules of the house.\"\n\nSo Watchful rang a bell, at the sound of which came out at the door of\nthe house a grave and fair maid, whose name was Discretion, who would\nknow why she had got a call.\n\nThe Porter said, \"This man is in the way from the City of Destruction\nto Mount Zion, but as he doth tire, and as night came on, he sought to\nknow if he might lodge here for the night: so I told him I would call\nfor thee, who, when thou dost speak with him, may do as seems to thee\ngood, and act up to the law of the house.\"\n\nThen she would know whence he was, and to what place he was bound, and\nhis name. So he said, \"It is Christian.\" So a smile sat on her lips,\nbut the tears stood in her eyes; and, when she gave a short pause, she\nsaid, \"I will call forth two or three more of those who dwell here.\"\nSo she ran to the door, and did call out Prudence, Piety, and Charity;\nand when she had held more speech with him, he was brought in, and made\nknown to all who dwelt in the house, some of whom met him at the porch,\nand said, \"Come in, thou whom the Lord doth bless; this house was built\nby the Lord of the hill, to give good cheer to such who, like you, grow\nfaint by the way.\" Then he bent his head, and went in with them to the\nhouse. So when he was come in and set down, they gave him to drink, and\nthen they thought that till the last meal was brought up, some of them\nshould have some wise talk with Christian, so as to make good use of\ntime.\n\n[Illustration: CHRISTIAN IS QUESTIONED BY DISCRETION.]\n\n_Pi._--\"Come, good Christian, since we have shown such love for you as\nto make you our guest this night, let us, if so be we may each get good\nby it, talk with you of all things that you have met with on your way.\"\n\n[Illustration: This is Formalist, whom Christian saw roll from the top\nof a wall, as if to go to Zion.--Page 33.\n\n_Pilgrim's Progress._]\n\n_Chr._--\"With a right good will; and I am glad your mind is so well\nbent.\"\n\n_Pi._--\"How was it that you came out of your land in this way?\"\n\n_Chr._--\"It was as God would have it; for when I was full of the fears\nof doom, I did not know where to go; but by chance there came a man\nthen to me, whilst I shook and wept, whose name is Evangelist, and\nhe told me how to reach the small gate, which else I should not have\nfound, and so set me in the way that hath led me straight to this\nhouse.\"\n\n_Pi._--\"But did you not come by the house of the Interpreter?\"\n\n_Chr._--\"Yes, and did see such things there, the thoughts of which will\nstick by me as long as I live; in chief, three things; to wit, how\nChrist, in spite of the Foe of Man, keeps up his work of grace in the\nheart; how the man, through sin, had got quite out of hopes of God's\nruth; and, in like way, the dream of him that thought in his sleep the\nday of doom was come.\"\n\n_Pi._--\"And what saw you else in the way?\"\n\n_Chr._--\"Saw! Why, I went but a wee way and I saw One, as I thought in\nmy mind, hang and bleed on a tree; and the sheer sight of him made my\nload fall off my back; for I did groan through the great weight, but\nthen it fell down from off me.\"\n\n_Pi._--\"But you saw more than this, did you not?\"\n\n_Chr._--\"The things that I have told you were the best; yet some more\nthings I saw, as, first of all, I saw three men, Simple, Sloth, and\nPresumption, lie in sleep, not far out of the way as I came, with gyves\non their heels; but do you think I could rouse them? I saw, in like\nway, Formalist and Hypocrisy come and roll from the top of a wall, to\ngo, as they fain would have me think, to Zion; but they were lost in a\ntrice, just as I did tell them; but they would not heed my words.\"\n\n_Pr._--\"Do you think at times of the land from whence you came?\"\n\n_Chr._--\"Yes, but with much shame and hate.\"\n\n_Pr._--\"Do you not yet bear hence with you some of the things that you\nwell knew there?\"\n\n_Chr._--\"Yes, but much in strife with my will; the more so the crass\nthoughts of my heart, with which all the folk of my land, as well as\nI, would find joy; but now all those things are my grief, and might I\nbut choose mine own things, I would choose not to think of those things\nmore; but when I would do that which is best, that which is worst is\nwith me.\"\n\n_Pr._--\"And what is it that makes you so long to go to Mount Zion?\"\n\n_Chr._--\"Why, there I hope to see Him live that did hang dead on the\ncross; and there I hope to be rid of all those things that to this day\nare in me and do vex me: there they say there is no death; and there I\nshall dwell with such folk as I like best.\"\n\nThen said Charity to Christian, \"Have you bairns, and have you a wife?\"\n\n_Chr._--\"I have a wife and four small bairns.\"\n\n_Char._--\"And why did you not bring them on with you?\"\n\nThen Christian wept and said, \"Oh, fain would I have done it! but they\nwere all of them loath to let me leave them.\"\n\n_Char._--\"But you should have sought to show them the risks they ran\nwhen they held back.\"\n\n[Illustration: Hypocrisy would fain have Christian think he was on the\nway to Zion.--Page 34.\n\n_Pilgrim's Progress._]\n\n_Chr._--\"So I did; and told them, too, that God had shown to me how\nthat our town would come to wrack; but they thought I did but mock, and\nthey put no faith in what I said.\"\n\n_Char._--\"But what could they say to show cause why they came not?\"\n\n[Illustration: CHRISTIAN TELLS CHARITY AND HER SISTERS ABOUT HIS\nFAMILY.]\n\n_Chr._--\"Why, my wife was loath to lose this world; and my bairns were\nbent on the rash joys of youth; so, what by this thing, and what by\nthat thing, they left me to roam in this lone way.\"\n\n_Char._--\"But did you not with your vain life damp all that you by\nwords made use of as force to bring them off with you?\"\n\n_Chr._--\"In sooth, I must not say aught for my life, as I know full\nwell what blurs there are in it. I know, too, that a man by his deeds\nmay soon set at naught what by sound speech and wit of words he doth\nstrive to fix on some for their good. Yet this I can say, I took heed\nnot to give them cause, by a false act, to shirk the step I took, and\nnot set out with me. Yea, for this sole thing they would tell me I was\ntoo nice; and that I would not touch of things in which they saw no\nguile.\"\n\n_Char._--\"In truth, Cain did hate him who came of the same blood, for\nthat his works were bad, and Abel's not so; and if thy wife and bairns\nhave thought ill of thee for this, they show by it that they are foes\nto good; and thou hast set free thy soul from their blood.\"\n\nNow I saw in my dream that thus they sat and spoke each to each till\nthe meal was laid on the board; and all their talk while they ate was\nof the Lord of the hill; as, in sooth, of what he had done, and why it\nwas he did what he did, and why he had built that house.\n\nThey, in like way, gave prompt proof of what they said, and that was,\nhe had stript him of his rich robes, that he might do this for the\npoor; and that they heard him say, with stern stress, that he would not\ndwell in the Mount of Zion in a lone way. They said, too, that he made\na host of poor ones kings, though by the law of their birth they were\nborn to live on bare alms, and their first state had been low and bad.\n\nThus they spoke, this one to that one, till late at night; and when\nthey had put them in the Lord's care they went to rest.\n\n[Illustration: Then he set forth: but Discretion, Piety, Charity, and\nPrudence would go with him down to the foot of the hill.\n\n(_Page 38_) (_The Pilgrim's Progress._)]\n\nThe next day they took him and had him in the place in which arms were\nkept, where he was shown all sorts of things which their Lord had put\nthere for such as he, as sword, shield, casque, plate for breast,\n_All-prayer_, and shoes that would not wear out. And there was here as\nmuch of this as would fit out a host of men to serve the Lord.\n\nIn like way did they show him some of the means with which some of his\nfriends had done things that strike one with awe. He was shown the\njaw-bone of the ass with which Samson did such great feats. More than\nthis, he was shown the sling and stone with which David slew Goliath\nof Gath. But more things still were shown to him, in all of which\nChristian felt much joy. This done, they went to their rest once more.\n\nThen I saw in my dream that on the morn he got up to go forth, but they\nfain would have him stay till the next day; \"and then,\" said they, \"we\nwill, if the day be clear, show you the Delectable Mountains, which,\"\nthey said, \"would yet the more add to his bliss, for that they were yet\nmore nigh the port than the place where at that time he was.\" So he\nthought it well to stay.\n\nWhen the morn was up, they had him to the top of the house, and bid\nhim look south; so he did, and lo, a long way off, he saw a fair land,\nfull of high hills, clad with woods, vine grounds, fruits of all sorts,\nplants as well, with springs and founts, most bright to look on. They\nsaid it was Immanuel's Land; \"and it is as free,\" said they, \"as this\nhill is to and for all that are in the way. And when thou dost come\nthere from thence,\" said they, \"thou canst see to the gate of the\nCelestial City, as those who watch their flocks and live there will\nshow thee.\"\n\nNow he thought it was due time to set forth, and they were glad that he\nshould. \"But first,\" said they, \"let us go once more to where the arms\nare kept.\" So they did. And when he came there they clad him in coat of\nmail, which was of proof, from head to foot, lest he should chance meet\nwith foes in the way.\n\nHe then, in this gear, came out with his friends to the gate, and there\nhe would know of the Porter \"if he saw one pass by?\"\n\nThen the Porter said \"Yes.\"\n\n_Chr._--\"Pray did you know him?\"\n\n_Por._--\"I did ask his name, and he told me it was Faithful.\"\n\n\"Oh,\" said Christian, \"I know him: he is from the same town, and lives\nnigh to where I dwell: he comes from the place where I was born. How\nfar do you think he may be on the road?\"\n\n_Por._--\"He has got by this time more than to the foot of the hill.\"\n\nThen he set forth: but Discretion, Piety, Charity, and Prudence would\ngo with him down to the foot of the hill. Then said Christian, \"As it\nwas _hard_ to come up, so, so far as I can see, it is a _risk_ to go\ndown.\" \"Yes,\" said Prudence, \"so it is; for it is a hard thing for a\nman to go down in the Vale of Humiliation, as thou art now, and to\ncatch no slip by the way; hence,\" said they, \"we are come out to see\nthee safe down the hill.\" So he strove to go down, but with great heed;\nyet he caught a slip or two.\n\nThen I saw in my dream that these good friends, when Christian was gone\ndown to the foot of the hill, gave him a loaf of bread, a flask of\nwine, and a bunch of dry grapes; and then he went on his way.\n\n\n\n\nCHAPTER IX.\n\nAPOLLYON.\n\n\nBUT now, in this Vale of Humiliation, poor Christian was hard put to\nit; for he had gone but a short way, when he saw a foul fiend come\nthrough the field to meet him: his name is Apollyon.\n\nSo he went on, and Apollyon met him. Now the ghoul did shock one's eyes\nto look on: he was clad with scales like a fish; he had wings like a\nhuge bat, feet like a bear, and out of his throat came fire and smoke,\nand his mouth was as the mouth of the king of beasts. When he came up\nto Christian he gave him a look of scorn, and thus sought to sift him.\n\n_Apol._--\"Whence came you? and to what place are you bound?\"\n\n_Chr._--\"I am come from the City of Destruction, which is the place of\nall ill, and am on my way to Mount Zion.\"\n\n_Apol._--\"By this I know thou art one of my serfs; for all that land\nis mine; and I am the prince and god of it. How is it, then, that thou\nhast run off from thy king? Were it not that I hope thou wilt serve me\nyet more, I would strike thee now at one blow to the ground.\"\n\n_Chr._--\"I was born, in sooth, in your realm, but to serve thee was\nhard, and your pay such as a man could not live on; 'for the meed of\nsin is death': for this cause, when I was come to years, I did, as some\nwho think do, look out if so be I might mend my state. I have let my\nhelp to some one else; and to no less than the King of Kings.\"\n\n_Apol._--\"Think yet, while thou art in cool blood, what thou art like\nto meet with in the way that thou dost go. Thou art not blind that for\nthe most part those who serve him come to an ill end, for that they\nspurn my laws and walk not in my paths. What a host of them have been\nput to deaths of shame! And still thou dost count that to serve him is\nbest; when, in sooth, he has not yet come from the place where he is,\nto save one that stood by his cause, out of my hands.\"\n\n_Chr._--\"He does not seek so soon to save them, so as to try their\nlove, and find if they will cleave to him to the end; and as for the\nill end thou dost say they come to, that tells for their good: for to\nbe set free now they do not much look for it; for they stay for their\nmeed; and they shall have it when their Prince comes in the might of\nthe bright hosts that wait on him.\"\n\n_Apol._--\"Thou hast erst been false in thy turns to serve him; and how\ndost thou think to get pay of him?\"\n\n_Chr._--\"All this is true; but the Prince whom I serve and love is sure\nto show ruth. But, let me say, these faults held hold of me in thy\nland; for there I did suck them in, and they have made me groan and\ngrieve for them; whence I have got the grace of my Prince.\"\n\nThen Apollyon broke out in a sore rage, and said, \"I am a foe to this\nPrince: I hate him, his laws, and they who serve him. I am come out\nwith the view to make thee yield.\"\n\n_Chr._--\"Apollyon, take heed what you do; for I am on the King's high\nroad, the way of grace; for which cause mind how you act.\"\n\nThen did Christian draw; for he saw it was time for him to stir; and\nApollyon as fast made at him, and threw darts as thick as hail, by the\nwhich, in spite of all that Christian could do to shift it, Apollyon\nhit him in his head, his hand, and foot. This made Christian give some\nback: Apollyon then went to his work with heart, and Christian once\nmore took heart, and met his foe as well as he could.\n\nThen Apollyon, as he saw his time had come, made up close to Christian,\nand as he strove to throw him gave him a dread fall; and with that\nChristian's sword flew out of his hand. Then said Apollyon, \"I am sure\nof thee now!\" and with that he did nigh press him to death; so that\nChristian had slight hope of life. But, as God would have it, while\nApollyon dealt his last blow, by that means to make a full end of this\ngood man, Christian at once put out his hand for his sword, caught it,\nand said, \"When I fall, I shall then rise\"; and with that gave him a\nfierce thrust, which made him give back as one that had got his death\nwound. Christian saw that, and made at him once more, while he said,\n\"Nay, in all these things we more than gain the prize through him that\nloves us\"; and with that Apollyon spread forth his foul wings and sped\nhim off, that Christian saw no more of him.\n\nSo when the fight came to a close, Christian said, \"I will here give\nthanks to him that hath kept me out of the mouth of the chief of\nbeasts, to him that did help me in the strife with Apollyon.\"\n\nThen there came to him a hand with some of the leaves of the \"tree of\nlife,\" the which Christian took and laid them on the wounds that he had\ngot in the strife, and was made whole at once.\n\n\n\n\nCHAPTER X.\n\nTHE VALLEY OF THE SHADOW OF DEATH.\n\n\nNOW at the end of this vale was one more, known as the Vale of the\nShade of Death, and Christian must needs go through it, for this cause,\nthat the way to the Celestial City lay through the midst of it.\n\nI saw then in my dream, so far as the bounds of the vale, there was on\nthe right hand a most deep ditch; that ditch is it to which the blind\nhave led the blind in each age, and have both there lost their lives.\n\nOnce more, lo, on the left hand there was a fell quag, in the which,\nstrange to say, if a good man falls he finds no ground for his foot to\nstand on.\n\nThe path was here quite strait, and hence good Christian was the more\nput to it; for when he sought in the dark to shun the ditch on the one\nhand, he was prone to tip on one side souse in the mire on the next.\n\nNigh the midst of the vale I saw the mouth of hell to be, and it stood,\ntoo, hard by the side of the way. And at times the flame and smoke\nwould come out so thick and with such force, that he had to put up his\nsword and seize more fit arms, known as _All-prayer_; so I heard him\ncry, \"O Lord, I pray thee save my soul!\"\n\nThus he went on a great while; and as he came to a place where he\nthought he heard a band of fiends come forth to meet him, he stopt, and\ndid muse what he had best to do. He brought to mind how he had of late\nheld his foes at bay, and that the risk to go back might be much more\nthan to go on. So he made up his mind to go on: yet the fiends did\nseem to come near and more near. But when they were come just at him\nhe did cry with a loud voice, \"I will walk in the strength of the Lord\nGod\": so they gave back, and came on no more.\n\nWhen Christian had trod on in this lorn state some length of time, he\nthought he heard the voice of a man, as if in front of him, say thus:\n\"Though I walk through the vale of the shade of death I will fear no\nill: for Thou art with me.\"\n\nThen was he glad for that he learnt from thence that some who fear God\nwere in this vale as well as he; that God was with them, though in that\ndark and dire state. So he went on. And by and by the day broke. Then\nsaid Christian, \"He doth turn the shade of death to morn.\"\n\nNow as morn had come, he gave a look back to see by the light of the\nday what risks he had gone through in the dark. So he had a more clear\nview of the ditch that was on the one hand, and the quag that was on\nthe next; in like way he saw how strait the way was which lay twixt\nthem both. And just at this time the sun rose; and this was one more\nboon to Christian: for, from the place where he now stood as far as to\nthe end of the vale, the way was all through set so full of snares,\ntraps, gins, and nets, here; and so full of pits, falls, deep holes,\nand slopes, down there; that had it now been dark, as it was when he\ncame the first part of the way, had he had five times ten score souls,\nthey had for this cause been cast off. But, as I said just now, the sun\ndid rise.\n\nIn this light hence he came to the end of the vale.\n\n\n\n\nCHAPTER XI.\n\nCHRISTIAN AND FAITHFUL.\n\n\nNOW as Christian went on his way he came to a small height, which was\ncast up so that those who came that way might see in front of them. Up\nthere, then, Christian went: and, with a glance, saw Faithful some way\non the road.\n\nAt this Christian set out with all his strength, and soon got up with\nFaithful, and did, in sooth, leave him lag, so that the last was first.\nThen did Christian wear a proud smile, for that he had got the start\nof his friend: but as he did not take good heed to his feet, he soon\nstruck some tuft and fell, and could not rise till Faithful came up to\nhelp him.\n\nThen I saw in my dream, they went on with good will side by side, and\nhad sweet talk of all things that they had met with on their way: and\nthus Christian first spoke:\n\n\"My most dear friend Faithful, I am glad I have come up with you; and\nthat God hath so made us of one mind that we can walk as friends in\nthis so fair a path. Tell me now what you have met with in the way as\nyou came: for I know you have met with some things, or else it may be\nwrit for a strange pass.\"\n\n[Illustration: FAITHFUL COMES TO THE HELP OF CHRISTIAN]\n\n_Fai._--\"I got clear of the slough that I see you fell in, and came\nup to the gate free from that risk. When I came to the foot of the\nhill known as Difficulty, I met with an old man, who would know what I\nwas, and to what place I was bound? Then said the old man, 'Thou dost\nlook like a frank soul: wilt thou stay and dwell with me for the pay\nthat I shall give thee?' Then I did ask his name, and where he dwelt?\nHe said, 'His name was Adam the First, and he dwelt in the Town of\nDeceit.' He told me, 'That his work was fraught with joys, and his pay,\nthat I should be his heir at last.' I then would know what kin he had?\nHe said, 'He had but three maids, \"the Lust of the flesh, the Lust of\nthe eyes, and the Pride of life,\" and that I should wive with one of\nthem, if I would.'\"\n\n_Chr._--\"Well, and what close came the old man and you to at last?\"\n\n_Fai._--\"Why, at first I would lief go with the man, for I thought he\nspake full fair; but when I gave a look in his brow, as I spoke with\nhim, I saw there writ, 'Put off the old man with his deeds.' Then it\ncame red hot to my mind, that spite of all he said, and his smooth\nways, when he got me home to his house he would sell me for a slave.\nSo I went off from him: but just as I set round to go thence, I felt\nhim take hold of my flesh, and give me such a dread twitch back, that\nI thought he did pull part of me with him. So I went on my way up the\nhill.\n\n\"Now, when I had got nigh half way up, I gave a look back, and saw one\nmove on in my steps, swift as the wind; so he came up with me just by\nthe place where the bench stands. So soon as the man came up with me,\nit was but a word and a blow, for down he flung me, and laid me for\ndead. But, when I got free from the shock, I would know why it was he\ndealt with me so? He said, 'For that I did in my heart cleave to Adam\nthe First': and with that he struck me one more fierce blow on the\nbreast, and beat me down on the back. He had, no doubt, made an end of\nme, but that one came by and bid him stay his hand.\"\n\n[Illustration: This is Discontent, who would fain have Christian go\nback with him once more.--Page 47.\n\n_Pilgrim's Progress._]\n\n_Chr._--\"Who was that that bid him stay his hand?\"\n\n_Fai._--\"I did not know him at first, but as he went by I saw the holes\nin his hands and in his side: then I felt sure that he was our Lord. So\nI went up the hill.\"\n\n_Chr._--\"That man that came up with you was Moses. He spares not, nor\nknows he how to show grace to those that break his law. But did you not\nsee the house that stood there on the top of the hill, on the side of\nwhich Moses met you?\"\n\n_Fai._--\"Yes, and the wild beasts, too, ere I came at it: but, as I had\nso much of the day to spend, I came by the man at the lodge, and then\ndown the hill.\"\n\n_Chr._--\"But, pray tell me, did you meet with no one in the Vale of\nHumility?\"\n\n_Fai._--\"Yes, I met with one Discontent, who would fain have me to go\nback once more with him: his cause was, for that the vale did not bear\na good name.\"\n\n_Chr._--\"Met you with naught else in that vale?\"\n\n_Fai._--\"Yes, I met with Shame: but of all men that I met with in my\nway, he, I think, bears the wrong name.\"\n\n_Chr._--\"Why, what did he say to you?\"\n\n_Fai._--\"What! Why, he did flout at faith. He said it was a poor, low,\nmean thing for a man to mind faith; he said that a soul that shrinks\nfrom sin is not fit for a man. He said, too, that but few of the great,\nrich, or wise held my views; nor did those till they were led to be\nfools, and to be of a free mind to run the loss of all for none else\nknows what. More than this, he said such were of a base and low caste,\nand knew naught of those things which are the boast of the wise. Yea,\nhe did hold me to it that it was a shame to ask grace of folk for\nslight faults, or to give back that which I did take. He said, too,\nthat faith made a man grow strange to the great, and made him own and\nprize the base: 'and is not this,' said he, 'a shame?'\"\n\n_Chr._--\"And what did you say to him?\"\n\n[Illustration: FAITHFUL RESISTS SHAME.]\n\n_Fai._--\"Say! I could not tell what to say at first. Yea, he put me so\nto it that my blood came up in my face; aye, this Shame did fetch it\nup, and had, too, beat me quite off. But at last I thought that that\nwhich men prize was base in the sight of God. Hence, thought I, what\nGod says is best, _is_ best, though all the men in the world are foes\nto it. As, then, God likes his faith; as God likes a soul that shrinks\nfrom sin; and as they are most wise who wear the guise of fools to gain\na crown: and that the poor man that loves Christ more rich than the\nman that sways a world, that hates him; Shame, go thy way, thou art a\nfoe to my soul's weal. But, in sooth, this Shame was a bold knave; I\ncould scarce shake him out of my way: but at last I told him it was but\nin vain to strive with me from that time forth. And when I shook him\noff, then I sang--\n\n    \"The tests that those men meet, with all men else\n     That bow their wills to the high call of God,\n     Are great; and well, I wist, do suit the flesh,\n     And come, and come, and come e'en yet once more;\n     That now, or some time else, we by them may\n     Be held in thrall, flung down, and cast sheer off:\n     O, let those in the way, let all such, then,\n     Be sharp, and quick, and quit them like true men.\"\n\n_Chr._--\"I am glad, my friend, that thou didst strive with this knave\nin so brave a way; for he is so bold as to trace our steps in the\nstreets, and to try to put us to shame in the sight of all men; that\nis, to make us feel shame in that which is good.\"\n\n_Fai._--\"I think we must cry to Him for help in our frays with Shame,\nthat would have us 'Stand up for truth on the earth.'\"\n\n_Chr._--\"You say true: but did you meet none else in that vale?\"\n\n_Fai._--\"No, not I; for I had the sun with me all the rest of the way\nthrough that, as well as through the Vale of the Shade of Death.\"\n\n_Chr._--\"It was well for you; I am sure it did fare far worse with me.\nI thought I should have lost my life there more than once: but at last\nday broke, and the sun rose, and I went through that which was to the\nfront of me with far more ease and peace.\"\n\n\n\n\nCHAPTER XII.\n\nTALKATIVE.\n\n\nMORE than this, I saw in my dream, that as they went on, Faithful saw\na man whose name is Talkative, walk some way off by the side of them:\nfor in this place there was full room for them all to walk. To this man\nFaithful spoke in such wise:\n\n\"Friend, to what place dost thou go? dost thou go to the blest land?\"\n\n_Talk._--\"I am bound to that same place.\"\n\n_Fai._--\"Come on then, and let us go side by side, and let us spend our\ntime well, by wise speech that tends to use.\"\n\n_Talk._--\"To talk of things that are good, I like much, with you or\nwith some one else. For, to speak the truth, there are but few that\ncare thus to spend their time, as they are on their way.\"\n\n_Fai._--\"That is, in sooth, a thing to mourn; for what thing so meet\nfor the use of the tongue and mouth of men on earth, as are the things\nof the great God on high?\"\n\n_Talk._--\"I like you right well, for what you say is full of force;\nand, I will add, what thing doth so please or what brings such a boon\nas to talk of the things of God?\"\n\n_Fai._--\"That is true; but to gain good by such things in our talk,\nshould be that which we seek.\"\n\n[Illustration: Faithful saw a man whose name is Talkative, who said,\n\"Friend, to what place dost thou go? dost thou go to the blest\nland?\"--Page 50.\n\n_Pilgrim's Progress._]\n\n_Talk._--\"That is it that I said; for to talk of such things is of\ngreat use: for by this means a man may get to know a fair share of\nthings; as how vain are the things of earth; and how good are the\nthings that fail not. Then, by this, a man may learn by talk what\nit is to mourn for sin, to have faith, to pray, to bear grief, or the\nlike. By this, too, a man may learn what it is that soothes, and what\nare the high hopes set forth in the Word of the Grace of God; to his\nown peace.\"\n\n\"Well, then,\" said Faithful, \"what is that one thing that we shall at\nthis time found our speech on?\"\n\n_Talk._--\"What you will: I will talk of things not of earth, or of\nthings of earth; things of life, or things of grace; things pure, or\nthings of the world; so that we but gain good by it.\"\n\nNow did Faithful think this strange; so he came up to Christian, and\nsaid to him in a soft voice, \"What a brave friend have we got! Of a\ntruth, this man will do well in the way.\"\n\nAt this Christian gave a meek smile, and said, \"This man, whom you so\ntake to, will cheat with this tongue of his a score of them that know\nhim not.\"\n\n_Fai._--\"Do you know him then?\"\n\n_Chr._--\"Know him! Yes; his name is Talkative; he dwells in our town. I\nwist not how you should be strange to him.\"\n\n_Fai._--\"Well, he seems to be a man of good looks.\"\n\n_Chr._--\"That is, to them that know him not through and through: for he\nis best out of doors; near home his looks are as bad as you could find.\"\n\n_Fai._--\"But I fain think you do but jest, as I saw you smile.\"\n\n_Chr._--\"God grant not that I should jest in this case, or that I\nshould speak false of one. I will let you see him in a clear light.\nThis man cares not with whom he picks up, or how he talks: as he talks\nnow with you, so will he talk when he is on the bench, with ale by his\nside; and the more drink he has in his crown, the more of these things\nhe hath in his mouth.\"\n\n_Fai._--\"Say you so? then am I wrong in my thoughts of this man.\"\n\n_Chr._--\"Wrong! You may be sure of it. He talks of what it is to pray;\nto mourn for sin; of faith, and of the new birth; but he knows but how\nto talk of them. I have been in his home, and have seen him both in\nand out of doors, and I know what I say of him is the truth. His house\nis as void of the fear of God as the white of an egg is of taste. They\npray not there, nor is there a sign of grief for sin: yea, the brute,\nin his kind, serves God more than he.\"\n\n_Fai._--\"Well, my friend, I am bound to trust you; not for that you say\nyou know him, but in like way, for that, like one who has the mind of\nChrist, you judge of men.\"\n\n_Chr._--\"Had I known him no more than you I might, it may be, have\nthought of him as at the first you did; but all these things, yea, and\nmuch more as bad, which I do bring to mind, I can prove him to have the\nguilt of.\"\n\n_Fai._--\"Well, I see that _to say_ and _to do_ are two things; and by\nand by I shall take more note of this.\"\n\n_Chr._--\"They are two things, in sooth, and are no more like than are\nthe soul and flesh; for, as the flesh void of the soul is but a dead\nlump: so to _say_, if it stand loose, is but a dead lump too. This\nTalkative does not know. He thinks that to _hear_ and to _say_ will\nmake a good man, and thus he cheats his own soul. To hear is but to sow\nthe seed; to talk is not full proof that fruit is deep in the heart and\nlife; and let us feel sure that at the day of doom men shall reap just\nas they have sown. It will not be said then, 'Did you have faith?' but\n'Did you _do_ or _talk_?' when they shall have their due meed.\"\n\n_Fai._--\"Well, I was not so fond to be with him at first, but am as\nsick of him now. What shall we do to be rid of him?\"\n\n_Chr._--\"Be led by me, and do as I bid you, and you shall find that he\nwill soon be sick of you, too, save God shall touch his heart and turn\nit.\"\n\n_Fai._--\"What would you have me to do?\"\n\n_Chr._--\"Why, go to him, and take up some grave theme on the _might_ of\nfaith.\"\n\nThen Faithful gave a step forth once more, and said to Talkative,\n\"Come, what cheer? how is it now?\"\n\n_Talk._--\"Thank you, well; I thought we should have had a great deal of\ntalk by this time.\"\n\n_Fai._--\"Well, if you will, we will fall to it now; and since you left\nit with me to state the theme, let it be this: How doth the grace of\nGod that saves, show forth signs when it is in the heart of man?\"\n\n_Talk._--\"I see, then, that our talk must be of the _might_ of things.\nWell, it is a right good theme, and I shall try to speak on it; and\ntake what I say in brief, thus: First, where the grace of God is in the\nheart it makes one cry out on sin. In the next place----\"\n\n_Fai._--\"Nay, hold; let us dwell on one at once: I think you should say\nin lieu of this, it shows by the way in which the soul loathes its sin.\nA man may cry out on sin to aid his own ends, but he fails to loathe\nit, save God makes him do so. Some cry out on sin, just as the dame\ndoth cry out on her child in her lap, when she calls it bad girl, and\nthen falls to hug and kiss it.\"\n\n_Talk._--\"You lie at the catch, I see.\"\n\n_Fai._--\"No, not I; I but try to set things right. But what is the next\nthing by which you would prove to make known the work of grace in the\nheart?\"\n\n_Talk._--\"To know much of the deep things of God.\"\n\n_Fai._--\"This sign should have been first; but, first or last, it too\nis false: for to know, and know well, the deep things in God's Word,\nmay still be, and yet no work of grace in the soul. Yea, if a man know\nall things he may yet be naught; and so, for this cause, be no child\nof God. When Christ said, 'Do you know all these things?' and those\nwho heard him said, 'Yes'; he did add, 'Blest are ye if ye do them.'\nHe doth not lay the grace in that one _knows_, but in that one _does_\nthem.\"\n\n_Talk._--\"You lie at the catch, once more: this is not for good.\"\n\n_Fai._--\"Well, if you please, give one more sign how this work of grace\ndoth show where it is.\"\n\n_Talk._--\"Not I, for I see we shall not be of one mind.\"\n\n_Fai._--\"Well, if you will not, will you give me leave to do it?\"\n\n_Talk._--\"You may do just as you like.\"\n\n_Fai._--\"A work of grace in the soul doth show quite clear to him that\nhath it or to those that stand by. To him that hath it, thus: it gives\nhim a deep sense of sin, of the ill that dwells in him. This sight and\nsense of things work in him grief and shame for sin; he finds, too,\nbrought to view the Saviour of the world, and he feels he must close\nwith him for life; at the which he finds he craves and thirsts for a\npure life, pure at heart, pure with his kin, and pure in speech in the\nworld: which in the broad sense doth teach him in his heart to hate his\nsin, to spurn it from his home, and to shed his light in the world; not\nby mere talk, as a false knave, or one with a glib tongue, may do, but\nby the force of faith and love to the might of the Word. And now, sir,\nas to these brief thoughts on the work of grace, if you have aught to\nsay, say on; if not, then give me leave to ask one thing more of you.\"\n\n_Talk._--\"Nay, my part is not now to say aught, but to hear; let me\nhence hear what you have got to speak.\"\n\n_Fai._--\"It is this: do you in your heart feel this first part of what\nI said of it? and doth your life and walk bear proof of the same?\"\n\nThen Talkative at first did blush, but when he got through this phase,\nthus he said: \"You come now to what one feels in his heart, to the\nsoul, and God. But I pray, will you tell me why you ask me such things?\"\n\n_Fai._--\"For that I saw you prone to talk, and for that I knew not that\nyou had aught else but vague views. More than this, to tell you all the\ntruth, I have heard of you that you are a man whose faith lies in talk,\nand that what you do gives the lie to what you say.\"\n\n_Talk._--\"Since you are so quick to take up tales, and to judge in so\nrash a way as you do, I would lief think that you are some cross or\ndull mope of a man, not fit to hold talk with; and so, I take my leave.\"\n\nThen came up Christian, and said to his friend, \"I told you how it\nwould hap; your words and his lusts could not suit. He thought it best\nto leave you, than change his life.\"\n\n_Fai._--\"But I am glad we had this brief talk; it may hap that he will\nthink of it some time.\"\n\n_Chr._--\"You did well to talk so plain to him as you did; there is not\nmuch of this straight course with men in these days. I wish that all\nmen would deal with such as you have done: then should they have to\nchange their ways, or the guild of saints would be too hot for them.\"\n\nThus they went on and told of what they had seen by the way, and so\nmade that way light which would, were not this the case, no doubt have\nbeen slow to them; for now they went through a wild.\n\n\n\n\nCHAPTER XIII.\n\nVANITY FAIR.\n\n\nNOW when they were got all but quite out of this wild, Faithful by\nchance cast his eye back, and saw one come in his wake, and he knew\nhim. \"Oh!\" said Faithful to his friend, \"who comes yon?\"\n\nThen Christian did look, and said, \"It is my good friend Evangelist.\"\n\"Ay, and my good friend, too,\" said Faithful, \"for it was he that set\nme the way to the gate.\"\n\nThen said Evangelist, \"How did it fare with you, my friends, since the\ntime we last did part? what have you met with, and what has been your\nlife?\"\n\nThen Christian and Faithful told him of all things that did hap to them\nin the way; and how, and with what toil, they had got to that place.\n\n\"Right glad am I,\" said Evangelist, \"not that you met with straits, but\nthat you have come safe through them, and for that you have, in spite\nof some faults, kept in the way to this day. The crown is in sight of\nyou, and it is one that will not rust; 'so run that you may gain it.'\nYou are not yet out of the range of the foul fiend: let the joy of the\nLord be not lost sight of, and have a firm faith in things not seen.\"\n\n[Illustration: CHRISTIAN AND FAITHFUL ENTER THE TOWN OF VANITY]\n\nThen did Christian thank him for his sage words, but told him at the\nsame time, that they would have him speak more to them for their help\nthe rest of the way. So Evangelist spoke thus:\n\n\"My sons, you have heard in the truth of God's Word, that you must pass\nthrough sharp straits to reach the realm of bliss; for now as you see\nyou are just out of this wild, and hence you will ere long come to a\ntown that you will by and by see in front of you; and in that town you\nwill be set round with foes, who will strain hard but they will kill\nyou: and be you sure that one or both of you must seal the faith, which\nyou hold, with blood. But when you are come to the town, and shall find\nwhat I have said come to pass, then think of your friend, and quit you\nboth like men.\"\n\nThen I saw in my dream that, when they were got out of the wild, they\nsoon saw a town in front of them; the name of that town is Vanity; and\nat the town there is a fair kept, known as Vanity Fair; at this fair\nare all such goods sold as lands, trades, realms, lusts, and gay things\nof all sorts, as lives, blood, souls, gold, pearls, stones of great\nworth, and what not.\n\nNow, as I said, the way to the Celestial City lies just through this\ntown where this huge fair is kept: and he that will go there, and yet\nnot go through this town, \"must needs go out of the world.\" The Lord\nof Lords, when here, went through this town to his own realm, and\nthat, too, on a day when a fair was held: yea, and as I think, it was\nBeelzebub, the chief lord of this fair, that sought of him to buy of\nhis vain wares. But he had no mind to the goods, and hence left the\ntown, nor did he lay out so much as a mite on these wares.\n\nNow these folk, as I said, must needs go through this fair. Well, so\nthey did; but lo, just as they got to the fair, all the crowd in the\nfair rose up, and the town, too, as it were, and made much noise and\nstir for that they came there; they, of course, spoke the tongue of\nCanaan; but they that kept the fair were the men of this world; so\nthat, from end to end of the fair, they did seem strange each to each.\nBut that which made the crowd most laugh was, that these men set quite\nlight by all their wares: they did not care so much as to look on them;\nand, if they sought for them to buy, they would stop their ears, and\ncry, \"Turn off mine eyes, lest they see vain things,\" and look up, to\nshow that their trade and wares were in the skies.\n\nAt last things came to a sad pass, which led to great stir in the fair,\nso that all was noise and din, and law was set at naught. Now was word\nsoon brought to the great one of the fair, who at once came down, and\nsent some of his best friends to sift those men by whom the fair was\nput in such a state. So the men were brought in their sight. But they\nthat were sent to sift them did not think them to be aught than fools\nand mad, or else such as came to put all things out of gear in the\nfair. Hence they took them and beat them, and made them grime with\ndirt, and then put them in the cage, that they might be made a foul\nsight to all the men of the fair. But as the men bore up well, and gave\ngood words for bad, some men in the fair, that were more just than the\nrest, sought to check and chide the base sort for the vile acts done\nby them to the men. One said, \"That for aught they could see, the men\nwere mild, and of sound mind, and sought to do harm to no one: and that\nthere were some, that did trade in their fair, that ought far more to\nbe put in the cage, than the men to whom they had done such ill.\"\nThus, as soon as hot words did pass on both sides, they fell to some\nblows, and did harm each to each. Then were these two poor men brought\nup once more, when a charge was made that it was they who had got up\nthe row that had been made at the fair. But Christian and Faithful bore\nthe shame and the slur that was cast on them in so calm and meek a way\nthat it won to their side some of the men of the fair. This put one\npart of the crowd in a still more fierce rage, so that they were bent\non the death of these two men.\n\nThen were they sent back to the cage once more, till it was told what\nshould be done with them. So they put them in, and made their feet fast\nin the stocks.\n\nHere, then, they once more brought to mind what they had heard from\ntheir true friend Evangelist, and were the more strong in their way and\nwoes by what he told them would fall out to them. They, too, now sought\nto cheer the heart of each, that whose lot it was to die that he should\nhave the best of it: hence each man did wish in the depth of his soul\nthat he might have the crown.\n\nThen in due time they brought them forth to court, so that they might\nmeet their doom. The name of the judge was Lord Hate-good; their plaint\nwas \"that they had made broils and feuds in the town, and had won some\nto their own most vile views, in scorn of the law of their prince.\"\n\nThen Faithful said \"that he did but spurn that which had set up in face\nof Him that is the Most High. And,\" said he, \"as for broils, I make\nnone, as I am a man of peace; those that were won to us were won by\ntheir view of our truth and pure lives and they are but gone from the\nworst to the best.\"\n\n[Illustration: Then Superstition said: \"My lord, I know not much\nof this man; but he is a most vile knave.\"--Page 61. _Pilgrim's\nProgress._]\n\nThen was it made known that they that had aught to say for their lord\nthe king, to prove the guilt of him at the bar, should at once come\nforth and give in their proof. So there came in three men, to wit,\nEnvy, Superstition, and Pickthank. Then stood forth Envy and said in\nthis strain: \"My lord, this man, in spite of his fair name, is one of\nthe most vile men in our land. He does all that he can to fill all men\nwith some of his wild views, which tend to the bane of our realm, and\nwhich he for the most part calls 'grounds of faith and a pure life.'\nAnd in chief I heard him once say that the faith of Christ and the laws\nof our town of Vanity could not be at one, as they were foes each to\neach.\"\n\nThen did they call Superstition, and sware him: so he said: \"My lord,\nI know not much of this man, nor do I care to know more of him; but he\nis a most vile knave; I heard him say that our faith was naught, and\nsuch by which no man could please God. Which words of his, my lord, you\nquite well know what they mean, to wit, that we still work in vain, are\nyet in our sins, and at last shall be lost. And this is that which I\nhave to say.\"\n\nThen was Pickthank sworn, and bid say what he knew in the cause of\ntheir lord the king to the hurt of the rogue at the bar.\n\n_Pick._--\"My lord, and you great folk all, this wight I have known of a\nlong time, and have heard him speak things that ought not to be said;\nfor he did rail on our great prince, Beelzebub, and spoke ill of his\nfirm friends; and he hath said, too, that if all men were of his mind,\nif so be there is not one of these great men should from that time\nforth stay in this town. More than this, he hath not felt dread to rail\non you, my lord, who are now sent to be his judge.\"\n\nWhen this Pickthank had told his tale, the judge spoke to the man at\nthe bar, and said, \"Thou vile, base wretch, hast thou heard what those\njust and true men have sworn to thy bane?\"\n\n_Fai._--\"I say then, as a set off to what Mr. Envy hath said, I spoke\nnot a word but this, 'That what rule, or laws, or rights, or men, are\nflat down on the Word of God, are foes to the faith of Christ.'\n\n\"As to the next, to wit, Mr. Superstition, and his charge to my hurt, I\nsaid but this, 'That to serve God one needs a faith from on high; but\nthere can be no faith from on high void of the will of God made known\nfrom the same source. Hence, all that is thrust on us that does not\nsquare with this will of God, is but of man's faith; which faith will\nnot serve the life that is to come.'\n\n\"As to what Mr. Pickthank hath said, 'That the prince of this town,\nwith all the roughs, his slaves, are more fit for one in hell than in\nthis town and land'; and so the Lord be good to me.\"\n\nThen the judge said to those who were to bind or loose him from the\ncharge: \"Ye who serve here to weigh this case, you see this man of whom\nso great a din hath been made in this town. It doth lie now on your\nsouls to hang him, or save his life; but yet I think meet to teach you\na few points of our law.\n\n[Illustration: Then stood forth Envy and said: \"My lord, this man in\nspite of his fair name, is one of the most vile men in our land.\"--Page\n61.\n\n_Pilgrim's Progress._]\n\n\"There was an act made in the days of Pharaoh the great, friend to our\nprince, that, lest those of a wrong faith should spread and grow too\nstrong for him, their males should be thrown in the stream. There was,\nin like way, an act made in the days of Nebuchadnezzar the great, who,\ntoo, did serve him, that such as would not fall down and laud the form\nhe had set up, should be flung in a pit of fire. Now the pith of\nthese laws this rogue has set at naught, not in mere thought but in\nword and deed as well. Twice, nay thrice, he speaks of our creed as a\nthing of naught; and for this, on his own words, he needs must die the\ndeath.\"\n\nThen went out those who had to weigh the case, whose names were Mr.\nBlind-man, Mr. No-good, Mr. Malice, Mr. Love-lust, Mr. Live-loose,\nMr. Heady, Mr. High-mind, Mr. Enmity, Mr. Liar, Mr. Cruelty, Mr.\nHate-light, and Mr. Implacable; who each one gave in his voice to\nFaithful's hurt, in his own mind; and then meant to make known his doom\nin face of the judge. And Mr. Blind-man, the chief, said, \"I see, most\nplain, that this man is a foe; let us at once doom him to death.\" And\nso they did. The judge then put on the black cap, and said, \"That he\nshould be led from the place where he was to the place from whence he\ncame, and there to be put to the worst death that could be thought off.\"\n\nThey then brought him out to do with him as the law set forth: and\nfirst they whipt him; then they did pelt him with stones; and, last of\nall, they burnt him to dust at the stake. Thus came Faithful to his end.\n\nNow I saw that there stood in the rear of the crowd a state car, with\ntwo steeds, that did wait for Faithful; who, as soon as his foes had\ngot rid of him, was caught up in it and straight sent off through the\nclouds, with sound of trump, the most near way to the Celestial Gate.\nBut as for Christian, he was put back to jail; so there he lay for a\nspace: but He that rules all things, in whose hand was the might of\ntheir rage, so wrought it that Christian, for that time got free from\nthem and went his way.\n\n\n\n\nCHAPTER XIV.\n\nCHRISTIAN AND HOPEFUL.\n\n\nNOW I saw in my dream that Christian went not forth with none to cheer\nhim; for there was one whose name was Hopeful, who set out with him,\nand made a grave pact that he would be his friend.\n\nSo I saw that when they were just got out of the fair they came up with\none that had gone on in front of them, whose name was By-ends. He told\nthem that he came from the town of Fair-speech, and was bound for the\nCelestial City; but he told them not his name.\n\n_Chr._--\"Pray, sir, what may I call you?\"\n\n_By._--\"I know not you, nor you me: if you mean to go this way, I shall\nbe glad to go with you: if not, I must take things as they come.\"\n\nThen Christian stept on one side to his friend Hopeful, and said, \"It\nruns in my mind that this is one By-ends, of Fair-speech, and if it be\nhe, we have as keen a knave in our midst as dwells in all these parts.\"\nThen said Hopeful, \"Ask him; I think he should not blush at his name.\"\nSo Christian came up with him once more, and said, \"Sir, is not your\nname Mr. By-ends, of Fair-speech?\"\n\n_By._--\"This is not my name; but, in sooth, it is a name I got in scorn\nfrom some that do not like me.\"\n\n_Chr._--\"I thought, in sooth, that you were the man that I had heard\nof; and, to tell you what I think, I fear this name suits you more than\nyou would wish we should think it doth.\"\n\n[Illustration: HOPEFUL joins company with CHRISTIAN]\n\n_By._--\"Well, if you will thus think, I durst not help it: you shall\nfind me a fair man, if you will make me one of you.\"\n\n_Chr._--\"If you will go with us, you must go in the teeth of wind and\ntide; you must, in like wise, own Faith in his rags, as well as when in\nhis sheen shoes; and stand by him, too, when bound in chains, as well\nas when he walks the streets with praise.\"\n\n_By._--\"You must not curb my faith, nor lord it in this way: leave me\nfree to think, and let me go with you.\"\n\n_Chr._--\"Not a step more, save you will do in what I shall speak as we.\"\n\nThen said By-ends, \"I shall not cast off my old views, since they bring\nno harm, and are of use. If I may not go with you, I must do as I did\nere you came up with me, that is, go on with no one, till some will\ncome on who will be glad to meet me.\"\n\nNow I saw in my dream that Christian and Hopeful left him, and went on\nin front of him: but one of them did chance to look back, and saw three\nmen in the wake of Mr. By-ends, and lo, as they came up with him, he\nmade them quite a low bow. The men's names were Mr. Hold-the-world,\nMr. Money-love, and Mr. Save-all; men that Mr. By-ends had erst known;\nfor when boys they were mates at school, and were taught by one Mr.\nGripeman, who keeps a school in Love-gain, which is a large town in the\nshire of Coveting, in the north.\n\nWell, when they, as I said, did greet in turn, Mr. Money-love said to\nMr. By-ends, \"Who are they on the road right in front of us?\"\n\n_By._--\"They are a pair from a land far off, that, in their mode, are\nbent on a long route.\"\n\n[Illustration: Then Christian saw three men in the wake of Mr. By-ends,\nand lo, as they came up with him he made them a very low bow.--Page 66.\n\n_Pilgrim's Progress._]\n\n_Money._--\"Ah! why did they not stay; that we might have gone on\nwith them? for they, and we, and you, sir, I hope, are all bent on the\nsame road.\"\n\n_By._--\"Why, they, in their fierce mood, think that they are bound to\nrush on their way at all times; while I wait for wind and tide. They\nlike to risk all for God at a clap; while I like to seize all means to\nmake safe my life and lands. They are for Faith when in rags and scorn;\nbut I am for him when he walks in his sheen shoes in the sun, and with\npraise.\"\n\n_Hold._--\"Ay, and hold you there still, good Mr. By-ends: for my part I\ncan count him but a fool, that with the means to keep what he has, he\nshall be so lack of sense as to lose it. For my part, I like that faith\nbest that will stand with the pledge of God's good gifts to us. Abraham\nand Solomon grew rich in faith: and Job says that a good man 'shall lay\nup gold as dust.' But he must not be such as the men in front of us, if\nthey be as you have said of them.\"\n\n_Save._--\"I think that we are all of one mind in this thing; and hence\nthere need no more words be said of it.\"\n\nMr. By-ends and his friends did lag and keep back, that Christian and\nHopeful might go on in front of them.\n\nThen Christian and Hopeful went till they came to a nice plain known\nas Ease; which did please them much: but that plain was but strait, so\nthey were soon got through it. Now at the far side of that plain was a\nsmall hill, which went by the name of Lucre, and in that hill a gold\nmine, which some of them that had been that way had gone on one side to\nsee; but, as they got too near the brink of the pit, the ground, as it\nwas not sound, broke when they trod on it, and they were slain.\n\nThen I saw in my dream that a short way off the road, nigh to the gold\nmine, stood Demas, a man of fair looks, to call to such as went that\nway to come and see; who said to Christian and his friend, \"Ho! turn\nhence on this side, and I will show you a thing. Here is a gold mine,\nand some that dig in it for wealth: if you will come, with slight pains\nyou may gain a rich store for your use.\"\n\n[Illustration: DEMAS TEMPTS CHRISTIAN AND HOPEFUL.]\n\nThen Christian did call to Demas, and said, \"Is not the way rife with\nrisks? Hath it not let some in their way?\"\n\n_Dem._--\"Not so much so, save to those that take no care.\" But a blush\ncame on his face as he spake.\n\nThen said Christian to Hopeful, \"Let us not stir a step, but still keep\non our way.\"\n\nBy this time By-ends and those who were with him came once more in\nsight, and they, at the first beck, went straight to Demas. Now, that\nthey fell in the pit, as they stood on the brink of it, or that they\nwent down to dig, or that they lost their breath at the base by the\ndamps that, as a rule, rise from it, of these things I am not sure; but\nthis I saw, that from that time forth they were not seen once more in\nthe way. Which strange sight gave them cause for grave talk.\n\n\n\n\nCHAPTER XV.\n\nDOUBTING CASTLE AND GIANT DESPAIR.\n\n\nI SAW then, that they went on their way to a fair stream. Here then\nChristian and his friend did walk with great joy. They drank, too, of\nthe stream, which was sweet to taste, and like balm to their faint\nhearts. More than this, on the banks of this stream, on each side, were\ngreen trees with all kinds of fruit: and the leaves they ate to ward\noff ills that come of too much food and heat of blood, while on the\nway. On each side of the stream was a mead, bright with white plants;\nand it was green all the year long. In this mead they lay down and\nslept. When they did wake they felt a wish to go on, and set out. Now\nthe way from the stream was rough, and their feet soft, for that they\ncame a long road so the souls of the men were sad, from the state of\nthe way. Now, not far in front of them, there was on the left hand of\nthe road a mead, and a stile to get right to it: and that mead is\nknown as By-path Meadow. Then said Christian to his friend, \"If this\nmead doth lie close by the side of our way, let us go straight to it.\"\nThen said Christian to his friends, \"If this mead doth lie close by the\nside of our way, let us go straight to it.\" Then he went to the stile\nto see, and lo, a path lay close by the way on the far off side of the\nfence. \"It is just as I wish,\" said Christian; \"come, good Hopeful, and\nlet us cross to it.\"\n\n_Hope._--\"But how if this path should lead us out of the way?\"\n\n\"That is not like to be,\" said the next. \"Look, doth it not go straight\non by the side of the way?\" So Hopeful, when he thought on what his\nfriend said, went in his steps, and did cross the stile; and at the\nsame time, while they cast their eyes in front of them, they saw a man\nthat did walk as they did, and his name was Vain-Confidence: so they\ndid call to him, and ask him to what place that way led. He said, \"To\nthe Celestial Gate.\" \"Look,\" said Christian, \"did not I tell you so? by\nthis you may see we are right.\" So they went in his wake, and he went\nin front of them. But, lo, the night came on, and it grew quite dark;\nso that they that were in the rear lost the sight of him that went in\nfront.\n\nHe then that went in front, as he did not see the way clear, fell in a\ndeep pit, which was there made by the prince of those grounds to catch\nsuch vain fools with the rest, and was torn in bits by his fall.\n\nNow Christian and his friend heard him fall: so they did call to know\nthe cause: but there was none to speak.\n\nThen Hopeful gave a deep groan, and said, \"Oh, that I had kept on my\nway!\"\n\n[Illustration: This is Vain-Confidence whom Christian and Hopeful saw\nin the way as they did walk.--Page 70.\n\n_Pilgrim's Progress._]\n\n_Chr._--\"Good friend, do not feel hurt. I grieve I have brought thee\nout of the way, and that I have put thee in no slight strait; pray, my\nfriend, let this pass; I did not do it of a bad will.\"\n\n_Hope._--\"Be of good cheer, my friend, for I give thee shrift; and\ntrust, too, this shall be for our good.\"\n\nThen, so as to cheer them, they heard the voice of one that said, \"Let\nthine heart be set on the high road; and the way that thou didst go\nturn once more.\" But by this time the way that they should go back was\nrife with risk. Then I thought that we get more quick out of the way\nwhen we are in it, than in it when we are out.\n\nNor could they, with all the skill they had, get once more to the stile\nthat night. For which cause, as they at last did light neath a slight\nshed, they sat down there till day broke: but as they did tire they\nfell to sleep. Now there was not far from the place where they lay a\nfort, known as Doubting Castle, and he who kept it was Giant Despair:\nand it was on his grounds that they now slept. Hence, as he got up at\ndawn, and did walk up and down in his fields, he caught Christian and\nHopeful in sound sleep on his grounds. They told him they were poor\nwights, and that they had lost their way. Then said the Giant, \"You\nhave this night come where you should not; you did tramp in, and lie\non, my grounds, and so you must go hence with me.\" So they were made\nto go, for that he had more strength than they. They, too, had but\nfew words to say, for they knew they were in a fault. The Giant hence\ndrove them in front of him, and put them in his fort, in a dank, dark\ncell, that was foul and stunk to the souls of these two men. Here then\nthey lay for full four days, and had not one bit of bread, or drop of\ndrink, or light, or one to ask how they did: they were, hence, here\nin bad case, and were far from friends and all who knew them. Now in\nthis place Christian had more than his own share of grief, for it was\nthrough his bad words that they were brought to such dire bale.\n\nNow Giant Despair had a wife, and her name was Diffidence: so when he\nwas gone to bed he told his wife what he had done. Then he did ask her,\ntoo, what he had best do more to them. Then she said to him that when\nhe got up in the morn he should beat them, and show no ruth. So when\nhe rose he gets him a huge stick of crab, and goes down to the cell to\nthem, and falls on them and beats them in such sort that they could do\nnaught to ward off his blows, or to turn them on the floor. This done,\nhe goes off and leaves them there to soothe each one his friend, and to\nmourn their grief. The next night, she spoke with her lord more as to\ntheir case, and when she found that they were not dead, did urge him to\ntell them to take their own lives. So when morn was come he told them\nthat since they were not like to come out of that place, their best way\nwould be at once to put an end to their lives, with knife, rope, or\ndrug. But they did pray him to let them go; with that he gave a frown\non them, ran at them, and had no doubt made an end of them with his own\nhand, but that he fell in one of his fits. From which cause he went\noff, and left them to think what to do. Then did the men talk of the\nbest course to take; and thus they spoke:\n\n\"Friend,\" said Christian, \"what shall we do? The life that we now live\nis fraught with ill: for my part, I know not if it be best to live\nthus, or die out of hand: the grave has more ease for me than this\ncell.\"\n\n_Hope._--\"Of a truth, our state is most dread, and death would be\nmore of a boon to me than thus hence to stay: but let us not take our\nown lives.\" With these words Hopeful then did soothe the mind of his\nfriend: so they did stay each with each in the dark that day, in their\nsad and drear plight.\n\nWell, as dusk came on the Giant goes down to the cell once more, to see\nif those he held bound there had done as he had bid them: but when he\ncame there he found they still did live, at which he fell in a great\nrage, and told them that, as he saw they had lent a deaf ear to what he\nsaid, it should be worse for them than if they had not been born.\n\nAt this they shook with dread, and I think that Christian fell in a\nswoon; but as he came round once more, they took up the same strain of\nspeech as to the Giant's words, and if it were best give heed to them\nor no. Now Christian once more did seem to wish to yield, but Hopeful\nmade his next speech in this wise:\n\n\"My friend,\" said he, \"dost thou not know how brave thou hast been in\ntimes past? The foul fiend could not crush thee; nor could all that\nthou didst hear, or see, or feel in the Vale of the Shade of Death;\nwhat wear and tear, grief and fright, hast thou erst gone through, and\nart thou naught but fears? Thou dost see that I am in the cell with\nthee, and I am a far more weak man to look at than thou art: in like\nway, this Giant did wound me as well as thee, and hath, too, cut off\nthe bread and drink from my mouth, and with thee I mourn void of the\nlight. But let us try and grow more strong: call to mind how thou didst\nplay the man at Vanity Fair, and wast not made blench at the chain or\ncage, nor yet at fierce death; for which cause let us, at least to shun\nthe shame that looks not well for a child of God to be found in, bear\nup with calm strength as well as we can.\"\n\nNow night had come once more, and his wife spoke to him of the men, and\nsought to know if they had done as he had told them. To which he said,\n\"They are stout rogues; they choose the more to bear all hard things\nthan to put an end to their lives.\" Then said she, \"Take them to the\ngarth next day, and show them the bones and skulls of those that thou\nhast put to death, and make them think thou wilt tear them in shreds,\nas thou hast done to folk like to them.\"\n\nSo when the morn was come the Giant takes them to the garth, and shows\nthem as his wife had bade him: \"These,\" said he, \"were wights, as you\nare, once, and they trod on my ground, as you have done; and when I\nthought fit I tore them in bits, and so in the space of ten days I will\ndo you: go, get you down to your den once more.\" And with that he beat\nthem all the way to the place. They lay for this cause all day in a sad\nstate, just as they had done. Now, when night was come, and when Mrs.\nDiffidence and her spouse the Giant were got to bed, they once more\nspoke of the men; and, with this, the Giant thought it strange that he\ncould not by his blows or words bring them to an end. And with that his\nwife said, \"I fear that they live in hopes that some will come to set\nthem free, or that they have things to pick locks with them, by the\nmeans of which they hope to scape.\" \"And dost thou say so, my dear?\"\nsaid the Giant; \"I will hence search them in the morn.\"\n\nWell, in the depth of night they strove hard to pray, and held it up\ntill just break of day.\n\n[Illustration: CHRISTIAN & HOPEFUL escape from DOUBTING CASTLE]\n\nNow, not long ere it was day, good Christian, as one half wild, brake\nout in this hot speech: \"What a fool,\" quoth he, \"am I, thus to lie in\na foul den when I may as well walk in the free air: I have a key in\nmy breast known as Promise, that will, I feel sure, pick each lock in\nDoubting Castle.\" Then said Hopeful, \"That is good news, my friend;\npluck it out of thy breast and try.\"\n\nThen Christian took it out of his breast, and did try at the cell door,\nwhose bolt as he did turn the key gave back, and the door flew back\nwith ease, and Christian and Hopeful both came out. Then he went to the\nfront door that leads to the yard of the fort, and with this key did\nope that door in like way. Then he went to the brass gate (for that he\nmust ope too), but that lock he had hard work to move; yet did the key\npick it. Then they thrust wide the gate to make their scape with speed.\nBut that gate as it went back did creak so, that it woke Giant Despair,\nwho, as he rose in haste to go in search of the men, felt his limbs to\nfail, for his fits took him once more, so that he could by no means go\nin their track. Then they went on, and came to the King's high road\nonce more, and so were safe, for that they were out of his grounds.\n\nNow, when they had got clear of the stile, they thought in their minds\nwhat they should do at that stile, to keep those that should come in\ntheir wake from the fell hands of Giant Despair. So they built there a\npile and wrote on the side of it these words: \"To cross this stile is\nthe way to Doubting Castle, which is kept by Giant Despair, who spurns\nthe King of the good land, and seeks to kill such as serve him.\"\n\n\n\n\nCHAPTER XVI.\n\nTHE DELECTABLE MOUNTAINS.\n\n\nTHEY went then till they came to the Delectable Mountains, which mounts\nthe Lord of that hill doth own of whom we erst did speak: so they went\nup to the mounts, to see the plants, trees rife with fruit, the vines\nand founts; where, too, they drank, did wash, and eat of the grapes\ntill no gust was left for more. Now there were on the top of these\nmounts, Shepherds that fed their flocks, and they stood by the side\nof the high road. Christian and Hopeful then went to them, and while\nthey leant on their staves (as is the case with wights who tire when\nthey stand to talk with folk by the way), they said, \"Whose Delectable\nMountains are these? and whose be the sheep that fed on them?\"\n\n_Shep._--\"These mounts are Immanuel's Land, and they can be seen from\nthis town: and the sheep in like way are his, and he laid down his life\nfor them.\"\n\n_Chr._--\"Is this the way to the Celestial City?\"\n\n_Shep._--\"You are just in your way.\"\n\nI saw, too, in my dream that when the Shepherds saw that they were men\non the road, they in like way did ask them things, to which they spoke,\nas was their wont: as, \"Whence came you? and how got you in the way?\nand by what means have you so held on in it? for but few of them that\nset out to come hence do show their face on these mounts.\" But when the\nShepherds heard their speech, which did please them, they gave them\nlooks of love, and said, \"Good come with thee to the Mounts of Joy.\"\n\nThe Shepherds, I say, whose names were Knowledge, Experience, Watchful,\nand Sincere, took them by the hand and had them to their tents, and\nmade them eat and drink of that which was there at the time. They said,\ntoo, \"We would that you should stay here a short time, to get known to\nus, and yet more to cheer your heart with the good of these Mounts of\nJoy.\" They told them that they would much like to stay; and so they\nwent to their rest that night, for that it was so late.\n\nThen I saw in my dream, that in the morn the Shepherds did call on\nChristian and Hopeful to walk with them on the mounts. Then said the\nShepherds, each to his friend, \"Shall we show these wights with staves\nsome strange sights?\" So they had them first to the top of a hill,\nknown as Error, and bid them look down to the base. So Christian and\nHopeful did look down, and saw at the foot a lot of men rent all to\nbits, by a fall that they had from the top. Then said Christian, \"What\ndoth this mean?\" The Shepherds said, \"Have you not heard of them that\nwere made to err, in that they gave heed to Hymeneus and Philetus, who\nheld not the faith that the dead shall rise from the grave? Those that\nyou see lie rent in bits at the base of this mount are they; and they\nhave lain to this day on the ground as you see, so that those who come\nthis way may take heed how they climb too high, or how they come too\nnear the brink of this mount.\"\n\nThen I saw that they had them to the top of the next mount, and the\nname of that is Caution, and bid them look as far off as they could;\nwhich when they did they saw, as they thought, a group of men that\ndid walk up and down through the tombs that were there: and they saw\nthat the men were blind, for that they fell at times on the tombs,\nand for that they could not get out from the midst of them. Then said\nChristian, \"What means this?\"\n\n[Illustration: THE HILL ERROR.]\n\nThe Shepherds then said, \"Did you not see, a short way down these\nmounts, a stile that leads to a mead on the left hand of this way?\"\nThey said, \"Yes.\" Then said the Shepherds, \"From that stile there goes\na path that leads straight to Doubting Castle, which is kept by Giant\nDespair, and these men (as he did point to them in the midst of the\ntombs) came once on the way, as you do now--ay, till they came to that\nsame stile! And as they found the right way was rough in that place,\nthey chose to go out of it to that mead, and there were caught by Giant\nDespair and shut up in Doubting Castle; where, when they had a while\nbeen kept in a cell, he at last did put out their eyes, and led them\nin the thick of those tombs, where he has left them to stray till this\nday: that the words of the Wise Man might be brought to pass, 'He that\nstrays out of the way of truth shall dwell in the homes of the dead.'\"\nThen did Christian and Hopeful look each on each, while tears came from\ntheir eyes; but yet said they not a word to the Shepherds.\n\nThen I saw in my dream, that the Shepherds had them to one more place,\nin a steep, where was a door in the side of a hill; and they flung wide\nthe door and bid them look in. They did look in, hence, and saw that it\nwas dark and full of smoke; they thought, too, that they heard a hoarse\nnoise, as of fire, and a cry of some in pain. Then said Christian,\n\"What means this?\" The Shepherds told them, \"This is a nigh way to\nHell; a way that such as seem to be what they are not go in at: to wit,\nsuch as sell the right they had at birth, with Esau; such as sell their\nLord, with Judas; such as speak ill of God's Word, with Alexander; and\nthat lie and shift, with Ananias, and Sapphira his wife.\"\n\nThen said Hopeful to the Shepherds, \"I see that these had on them, each\none, a show of the road, as we have now, had they not?\"\n\n_Shep._--\"Yes, and held it a long time too.\"\n\n_Hope._--\"How far might they go on in the way, in their days, since\nthey, in spite of this, were thus cast off?\"\n\n_Shep._--\"Some yon, and some not so far as these mounts.\"\n\nBy this time Christian and Hopeful had a wish to go forth, and the\nShepherds meant that they should: so they sped side by side till they\ngot nigh the end of the mounts. Then said the Shepherds, each to his\nfriend, \"Let us here show these wights the gates of the Celestial City,\nif they have skill to look through our kind of glass.\" The men then did\nlike the hint: so they had them to the top of a high hill, the name of\nwhich was Clear, and gave them the glass to look.\n\nThen did they try to look, but the thought of that last thing that the\nShepherds had shown them made their hands shake; by means of which let\nthey could not look well through the glass; yet they thought they saw a\nthing like the gate, and, in like way, some of the sheen of the place.\n\nJust ere they set out, one of the Shepherds gave them _a note of the\nway_; the next bid them _take heed of such as fawn_; the third bid them\n_take heed that they slept not on ground that had a spell_; and the\nfourth bid them God speed. So I did wake from my dream.\n\n\n\n\nCHAPTER XVII.\n\nTHE ENCHANTED GROUND AND THE WAY DOWN TO IT.\n\n\nAND I slept and dreamt once more, and saw the same two wights go down\nthe mounts, by the high road that led to the town. Now nigh the base of\nthese mounts, on the left hand, lies the land of Conceit, from which\nland there comes, right in the way in which the men trod, a small lane\nwith twists and turns. Here, then, they met with a brisk lad that came\nout of that land, and his name was Ignorance. So Christian would know\nfrom what parts he came, and whence he was bound.\n\n_Ignor._--\"Sir, I was born in the land that lies off there a short way\non the left hand, and I am bound to the Celestial City.\"\n\n_Chr._--\"But how do you think to get in at the gate? for you may find\nsome let there.\"\n\n\"As some good folk do,\" said he.\n\n_Chr._--\"But what have you to show at that gate, that the gate should\nbe flung wide to you?\"\n\n_Ignor._--\"I know my Lord's will, and have led a good life; I pay each\nman his own; I pray, fast, pay tithes, and give alms; and have left my\nland for the place to which I go.\"\n\n_Chr._--\"But thou didst not come in at the Wicket-gate that is at the\nhead of this way; thou didst come in here through that same lane with\nthe twists and turns; and hence, I fear, in spite of what thou dost\nthink of thy right, when the last day shall come, thou wilt have laid\nto thy charge that thou art a thief, in lieu of a free pass to the\ntown.\"\n\n_Ignor._--\"Sirs, ye be not known to me in the least; I know you not;\nyou be led by the faith of your land, and I will be led by the faith of\nmine. I hope all will be well. And as for the gate that you talk of,\nall the world knows that that is a great way off our land. I do not\nthink that one man in all our parts doth so much as know the way to it;\nnor need they care if they do or no; since we have, as you see, a fine,\ngay, green lane, that comes down from our land, the next road that\nleads to the way.\"\n\n[Illustration: Then Christian met with a brisk lad who said his name\nwas Ignorance.--Page 82.\n\n_Pilgrim's Progress._]\n\nWhen Christian saw that the man was wise in his own eyes, he said to\nHopeful in a soft voice, \"'There is more hope of a fool than of him'\";\nand said, in like way, \"'When he that is a fool walks by the way, his\nsense fails him, and he saith to each one that he is a fool.' What!\nshall we talk more with him, or move on now, and so leave him to think\nof what he hath erst heard, and then stop once more for him in a while,\nand see if by slow steps we can do aught of good to him?\" Then said\nHopeful, \"It is not good, I think, to say so to him all at once; let\nus pass him by, if you will, and talk to him by and by, just as he has\n'strength to bear it.'\"\n\nSo they both went on, and Ignorance came in their track. Now, when\nthey had left him a short way, they came to a dark lane, where they\nmet a man whom some fiends had bound with strong cords, and took back\nto the door that they saw on the side of the hill. Now good Christian\ncould not help but shake, and so did Hopeful, who was with him; yet,\nas the fiends led off the man, Christian did look to see if he knew\nhim; and he thought it might be one Turnaway, that dwelt in the town of\nApostacy. But he did not well see his face, for he did hang his head\nlike a thief that is found. But when he had gone past, Hopeful gave a\nlook at him, and saw on his back a card, with these words, \"Vile cheat,\nthat has left his faith.\"\n\nSo they went on, and Ignorance went in their track. They went till\nthey came at a place where they saw a way put right in their way, and\ndid seem, at the same time, to lie as straight as the way which they\nshould go. And here they knew not which of the two to take, for both\ndid seem straight in front of them: hence they stood to think. And as\nthey thought of the way, lo, a man black of flesh, but clad with a\nlight robe, came to them, and did ask them why they stood there. They\nsaid they were bound to the Celestial City, but knew not which of these\nways to take. \"Go with me,\" said the man; \"it is to that place I am\nbent.\" So they went with him in the way that but now came to the road,\nwhich each step they took did turn and turn them so far from the town\nthat they sought to go to, that in a short time their heads did turn\noff from it; yet they went with him. But by and by, ere they well knew\nof it, he led them both in the bounds of a net, in which they were both\nso caught that they knew not what to do; and with that the white robe\nfell off the black man's back: then they saw where they were. For which\ncause there they lay in tears some time, for they could not get their\nlimbs out.\n\nThen said Christian to his friend, \"Now do I see that I am wrong. Did\nnot the Shepherds bid us take heed of the Flatterer? As are the words\nof the Wise Man, so we have found it this day, 'A man that fawns on his\nfriend spreads a net for his feet.'\"\n\n_Hope._--\"They, too, gave us some notes as to the way, so that we may\nbe the more sure to find it; but in that we have not thought to read.\"\n\n[Illustration: Then did Hopeful tell Christian his experience, and\nChristian said: \"Let us not sleep, as some do; but let us watch and\npray.\"--Page 86.\n\n_Pilgrim's Progress._]\n\nThus they lay in sad plight in the net. At last they saw a Bright One\ncome nigh to where they were, with a whip of small cords in his hand.\nWhen he was come to the place where they were, he did ask them whence\nthey came, and what they did there? They told him they were poor wights\nbound to Zion, but were led out of their way by a black man clad in\nwhite, \"who bid us,\" said they, \"go with him, for he was bound to that\nplace too.\" Then said he with the whip, \"It is one who fawns, a false\nguide who wore the garb of a sprite of light.\" So he rent the net,\nand let the men out. Then said he to them, \"Come with me, that I may\nset you in your way once more\": so he led them back to the way they had\nleft to go with the Flatterer. Then he did ask them and said, \"Where\ndid you lie the last night?\" They said, \"With the Shepherds on the\nMounts of Joy.\" He did ask, then, if they had not of those men a note\nas a guide for the way. They said, \"Yes.\" \"But did you not,\" said he,\n\"when you were at a stand, pluck out and read your note?\" Quoth they,\n\"No.\" He did ask them, \"Why?\" They said, \"They did not think of it.\" He\nwould know, too, \"If the Shepherds did not bid them take heed of the\nFlatterer?\" They said, \"Yes; but we thought not,\" said they, \"that this\nman of fine speech had been he.\"\n\nThen I saw in my dream that he told them to lie down; which when they\ndid, he gave them sore stripes, to teach them the good way in which\nthey should walk. This done, he bids them go on their way, and take\ngood heed to the next hints of the Shepherds.\n\nI then saw in my dream, that they went on till they came to a land\nwhose air did tend to make one sleep. And here Hopeful grew quite dull\nand nigh fell to sleep: for which cause he said to Christian: \"I do now\ngrow so dull that I can scarce hold ope mine eyes; let us lie down here\nand take one nap.\"\n\n\"By no means,\" said Christian, \"lest if we sleep we wake not more.\"\n\n_Hope._--\"Why, my friend? Sleep is sweet to the man that toils: it may\ngive us strength if we take a nap.\"\n\n_Chr._--\"Do you not know that one of the Shepherds bid us take heed of\nthe Enchanted Ground? He meant by that, that we should take care and\nnot go to sleep. 'Let us not sleep, as do some; but let us watch and be\nof sound mind.'\"\n\n_Hope._--\"I know I am in fault; and, had not you been with me here, I\nhad gone to sleep and run the risk of death. I see it is true that the\nwise man saith, 'Two are more good than one.' Up to this time thou hast\nbeen my ruth and thou shalt 'have a good meed for thy pains.'\"\n\n[Illustration: HOPEFUL TELLS CHRISTIAN HIS EXPERIENCE.]\n\nI saw then in my dream, that Hopeful gave a look back, and saw\nIgnorance, whom they had left in their wake, come in their track.\n\"Look,\" said he to Christian, \"how far yon youth doth lag in the rear.\"\n\n[Illustration: \"Come on, man, why do you stay back so?\" said Christian.\n\"I like to walk alone,\" said Ignorance.--Page 87.\n\n_Pilgrim's Progress._]\n\n_Chr._--\"Ay, ay, I see him: he cares not to be with us.\"\n\n_Hope._--\"But I trow it would not have hurt him had he kept pace with\nus to this time.\"\n\n_Chr._--\"That is true: but I wot he doth not think so.\"\n\n_Hope._--\"That I think he doth: but, be it so or no, let us wait for\nhim.\" So they did.\n\nThen Christian did call to him, \"Come you on, man: why do you stay back\nso?\"\n\n_Ignor._--\"I like to walk in this lone way; ay, more a great deal than\nwith folk: that is, save I like them much.\"\n\nThen said Christian to Hopeful (but in a soft voice), \"Did I not tell\nyou he sought to shirk us? But, be this as it may, come up, and let us\ntalk off the time in this lone place.\"\n\nThen, when he had a long speech with Ignorance, Christian spoke thus to\nhis friend, \"Well, come, my good Hopeful, I see that thou and I must\nwalk side by side once more.\"\n\nSo I saw in my dream, that they went on fast in front, and Ignorance,\nhe came with lame gait in their track. Then said Christian to his\nfriend, \"I feel much for this poor man: it will of a truth go hard with\nhim at last.\"\n\n\n\n\nCHAPTER XVIII.\n\nTHE LAND OF BEULAH--THE FORDS OF THE RIVER--AT HOME.\n\n\nNOW I saw in my dream that by this time the wights had got clear of\nthe Enchanted Ground, and had come to the land of Beulah, whose air\nwas most sweet: as the way did lie straight through it, they took rest\nthere for a while. Yea, here they heard at all times \"the songs of\nbirds,\" and saw each day the plants bud forth in the earth, and heard\n\"the voice of the dove\" in the land. In this realm the sun shines night\nand day: for this was far from the Vale of the Shade of Death, and, in\nlike way, out of the reach of Giant Despair; nor could they from this\nplace so much as see Doubting Castle. Here they were in sight of the\nCity to which they were bound: here, too, met them some of the folk who\ndwelt there, for in this land the Bright Ones did walk, for that it was\non the verge of bliss.\n\n[Illustration: CHRISTIAN AND HOPEFUL ENTER THE LAND OF BEULAH.]\n\nNow as they did walk in this land they had more joy than in parts not\nso nigh the realm to which they were bound: and as they drew near the\nCity they had yet a more clear view of it. It was built of pearls and\nrare gems: its streets, too, were of gold: so that, from the sheen of\nthe place, and the glow of the sun on it, Christian did long so much\nthat he fell sick. Hopeful, in like way, had a fit or two of the same\nkind.\n\nBut when they got some strength, and could bear their sick state, they\nwent on their way, and came near and yet more near where were grounds\nthat bore fruits, vines, and plants; and their gates did ope on the\nhigh road. Now, as they came up to these parts, lo, the Gardener stood\nin the way; to whom the men said, \"Whose fine vine and fruit grounds\nare these?\" He said, \"They are the King's, and are put there for his\nown joy, as well as to cheer such as come this way.\" So he took them\nto where the vines grew, and bid them wet their mouths with the fruit:\nhe, too, did show them there the King's walks, and the shades that he\nsought: and here they staid and slept.\n\nNow I saw in my dream that they spoke more in their sleep at this time\nthan erst they did in all their way: and as I did muse on it, the\nGardener said to me, \"Why dost thou muse at this? It is a charm in the\nfruit of the grapes of these grounds 'to go down in so sweet a way as\nto cause the lips of them that sleep to speak.'\"\n\nSo I saw that when they did wake they girt up their loins to go up to\nthe City. So as they went on, there met them two men in robes that\nshone like gold, while the face of each was bright as the light.\n\nThese men did ask them whence they came; and they told them. They would\nknow, too, where they did lodge, and what straits and risks and joys\nthey had met with in the way; and they told them. Then said the men\nthat met them, \"You have but two straits more to meet with, and then\nyou are in the City.\"\n\nChristian then, and his friend, did ask the men to go with them: so\nthey told them that they would; but said they, \"You must gain it by\nyour own faith.\" So I saw in my dream that they went on each with each,\ntill they came in sight of the gate.\n\nNow I saw still more, that a stream ran in front of them and the gate;\nbut there was no bridge to cross, and the stream was deep. At the sight\nof this stream, the wights with staves took fright; but the men that\nwent with them said, \"Thou must go through, or thou canst not come at\nthe gate.\"\n\nThe wights then sought to know if there was no way but that to the\ngate. To which they said, \"Yes; but none, save two--to wit, Enoch and\nElijah--hath been let to tread that path since the world was made, nor\nshall till the last trump shall sound.\" The wights then (and Christian\nin chief) grew as if they would give up hope, and did look this way\nand that, but no way could be found by which they might get clear of\nthe stream. Then they did ask the men if it was all the same depth.\nThey said, \"No\"; yet they could not help them in that case: \"for,\" said\nthey, \"you shall find it more or less deep as you trust in the King of\nthe place.\"\n\nThen they did wade in the stream, and as Christian sank he did cry to\nhis good friend Hopeful, and said, \"I sink.\"\n\n[Illustration]\n\nThen said Hopeful, \"Be of good cheer, my friend: I feel the ground,\nand it is good.\" Then said Christian, \"Ah! my friend, I shall not see\nthe land I seek.\" And with that all grew dark, and fear fell on\nChristian, so that he could not see in front of him. All the words that\nhe spoke still did tend to show that he had dread of mind and fears of\nheart that he should die in that stream, and fail to go in at the gate.\nHopeful, from this cause, had here hard work to hold up the head of\nhis friend; yea, at times he would be quite gone down, and then, ere a\nwhile, he would rise up once more half dead. Hopeful would try to cheer\nhim, and said, \"Friend, I see the gate, and men stand by to greet us\":\nbut Christian would say, \"'Tis you, 'tis you they wait for; you have\nhad hope since the time I knew you.\" Then said Hopeful, \"These fears\nand griefs that you go through are no sign that God has left you, but\nare sent to try you; if you will call to mind that which of yore you\nhave had from him, and live on him in your griefs.\"\n\nThen I saw in my dream that Christian was in a muse for a while. To\nwhom, too, Hopeful did add these words, \"Be of good cheer, Christ\ndoth make thee whole.\" And with that Christian brake out with a loud\nvoice, \"Oh, I see Him once more! and he tells me, 'When thou dost pass\nthrough the stream, I will be with thee.'\" Then they both took heart,\nand the foe then grew as still as a stone, till they were gone through.\nChristian then straight found ground to stand on, and so it came to\npass that the rest of the stream was but of slight depth: thus they did\nford it.\n\nNow on the bank of the stream, on the far off side, they saw the two\nBright Men once more, who there did wait for them. When they came out\nof the stream these did greet them, and said: \"We are sprites sent\nforth to aid them who shall be heirs of Christ.\" Thus they went on to\nthe gate.\n\nNow you must note that the City stood on a high hill: but the wights\nwent up that hill with ease, for that they had these two men to lead\nthem up by the arms: more than this, they had left the garb they wore\nin the stream; for though they went in with them they came out freed\nfrom them. They hence went up here with much speed, though the rise on\nwhich the City was built was more high than the clouds. They then went\nup through the realms of air, and held sweet talk as they went, as they\nfelt joy for that they had got safe through the stream, and had such\nBright Ones to wait them.\n\nThe talk that they had with the Bright Ones was of the place; who told\nthem that no words could paint it. \"You go now,\" said they, \"to the\nsphere where God dwells, in which you shall see the Tree of Life, and\neat of the fruits of it that fade not: and when you come there you\nshall have white robes to wear, and your walk and talk shall be each\nday with the King, while time shall be known no more. There you shall\nnot see such things as you saw when low on earth, to wit, grief, pain,\nand death; for these things are gone. You now go to Abraham, to Isaac,\nand Jacob, and to men that God 'took from the woe to come.'\" These men\nthen did ask, \"What must we do in this pure place?\" To whom it was\nsaid, \"You must there get the meed of all your toil, and have joy for\nall your grief; you must reap what you have sown, ay, the fruit of\nall your tears and toils for the King by the way. In that place you\nmust wear crowns of gold, and bask for aye in the sight of the Lord of\nHosts, for there you 'shall see Him as he is.' There, too, you shall\nserve Him with praise, with shouts, with joy, whom you sought to serve\nin the world, though with much pain, for that your flesh was weak.\nThere you shall join with your friends once more that are gone there\nere you; and there you shall with joy greet each one that comes in your\nwake. When the King shall come with sound of trump in the clouds, as\non the wings of the wind, you shall come with Him; and, when He shall\nsit on the Throne to judge all the realms of the earth, you shall sit\nby Him: yea, and when He shall pass doom on all that did work ill, let\nthem be sprites or men, you shall too have a voice in that doom, for\nthat they are His and your foes. More than this, when He shall go back\nto the City, you shall go too, with sound of trump, and be for aye with\nHim.\"\n\nNow while they thus drew nigh to the gate, lo a troop of the Bright\nHost came to meet them; to whom it was said by the first two Bright\nOnes, \"These are the men that did love our Lord, when they were in the\nworld, and that have left all for His name, and He hath sent us to\nfetch them, and we have brought them thus far on their way, that they\nmay go in and look their Lord in the face with joy.\" There came, too,\nat this time to meet them a group of the King's men with trumps, clad\nin white and sheen robes, who, with sweet and loud notes, made the\nwhole arch of the sky full of the sound. These men did greet Christian\nand his friend with much warmth; and this they did with shouts and\nsound of trump.\n\n[Illustration: \"'Tis you, 'tis you they wait for; you have had hope\nsince the time I knew you.\"\n\n(_Page 92_) (_The Pilgrim's Progress._)]\n\nThis done, they went round them on each side; some went in front, some\nin the rear, and some on the right hand, some on the left (as it were\nto guard them through the vast realms), and did sound as they went,\nwith sweet noise, in notes on high; so that the bare sight was to them\nthat could look on it as if all the blest were come down to meet them.\nThus then did they walk on side by side. And now were these two men, as\nit were, in bliss ere they came at it. Here, too, they had the City\nin view; and they thought they heard all the bells in it to ring, so as\nto greet them. But, more than all, the warm and rare thoughts that they\nhad of the place to which they went, and of those that dwelt there, and\nthat for aye; oh! by what tongue or pen can such vast joy be told? Thus\nthey came up to the gate.\n\nThen I saw in my dream that the Bright Men bid them call at the gate:\nthe which when they did, some from on high did look down, to wit,\nEnoch, Moses, and Elijah, and so forth, to whom it was said, \"These\nwights are come from the City of Destruction, for the love that they\nbear to the King of this place\"; and then the wights gave in to them\neach man his roll, which they had got at first: those, then, were\nbrought in to the King, who, when he had read them, said, \"Where are\nthe men?\" To whom it was told, \"They are at the porch of the gate.\"\nThen spoke the King, \"Ope the gate, that the just land that keeps truth\nmay come in.\"\n\nNow I saw in my dream, that these two men went in at the gate: and lo!\nas they did so, a change came on them; and they had robes put on that\nshone like gold. There were, too, that met them with harps and crowns,\nand gave them to them; the harps to praise with, the crowns in sign of\nrank. Then I heard in my dream that all the bells of the place rang for\njoy, and that it was said to them, \"Come ye to the joy of our Lord.\"\n\nNow, just as the gates did ope to let in the men, did I peer at them,\nand lo, the place shone like the sun: the streets, too, were of gold;\nand in them did walk men with crowns on their heads, palms in their\nhands, and gold harps to aid in songs of praise.\n\nThere were some of them that had wings, and they sang, with not a\npause, songs to the \"Lamb that was slain!\"\n\nThen they shut up the gates; which when I had seen I did wish to be\nwith them.\n\nNow, while I did gaze on all these things, I saw Ignorance come up to\nthe side of the stream: but he soon got through, and that void of half\nthe toil which the two men that I of late saw met with. So he did climb\nthe hill to come up to the gate; but none came with him, nor did one\nman meet or greet him. When he was come up to the gate, he gave a look\nup at what was writ in front of it, and then gave a knock. So they\ntold the King, but he would not come down to see him; but told the two\nBright Ones, that led Christian and Hopeful to the City, to go out and\ntake Ignorance, and bind him hand and foot, and have him off. Then they\ntook him up, and bore him through the air to the door that I saw in the\nside of the hill, and put him in there. Then I saw that there was a\nway to Hell, ay, from the gates of bliss, as well as from the City of\nDestruction! So I did wake, and lo, it was a dream!\n\n    THE END.\n\n\n\n\nBURT'S SERIES of ONE SYLLABLE BOOKS\n\n14 Titles. Handsome Illuminated Cloth Binding.\n\nA series of Classics, selected specially for young people's reading,\nand told in simple language for youngest readers. Printed from large\ntype, with many illustrations.\n\n    Price 65 Cents per Volume.\n\n\nAesop's Fables.\n\n    Retold in words of one syllable for young people. 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One was created\nby the transcriber to aid the reader.\n\nObvious punctuation errors repaired.\n\nPage 14, \"Heto\" changed to \"He to\" (He to whom thou)\n\nPage 52, \"Cha.\" changed to \"Chr.\" (_Chr._--\"They are two)\n\nPage 76, \"their\" changed to \"they\" (So they built there)\n\nPage 89, \"bonnd\" changed to \"bound\" (bound: and as they drew near)","title":"Bunyan's Pilgrim's Progress: In Words of One Syllable","tradition":"scripture-revelation","translated_text":null,"word_count":27329}