initial commit of ebook 7088HEADmain

2 files changed, 3388 insertions, 0 deletions

diff --git a/old/pilos10.txt b/old/pilos10.txt
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..908620c
--- /dev/null
+++ b/old/pilos10.txt
@@ -0,0 +1,3388 @@
+The Project Gutenberg EBook of The Pilgrim's Progess in Words of One
+Syllable, by Mary Godolphin
+#3 in our series by Mary Godolphin
+
+Copyright laws are changing all over the world. Be sure to check the
+copyright laws for your country before downloading or redistributing
+this or any other Project Gutenberg eBook.
+
+This header should be the first thing seen when viewing this Project
+Gutenberg file.  Please do not remove it.  Do not change or edit the
+header without written permission.
+
+Please read the "legal small print," and other information about the
+eBook and Project Gutenberg at the bottom of this file.  Included is
+important information about your specific rights and restrictions in
+how the file may be used.  You can also find out about how to make a
+donation to Project Gutenberg, and how to get involved.
+
+
+**Welcome To The World of Free Plain Vanilla Electronic Texts**
+
+**eBooks Readable By Both Humans and By Computers, Since 1971**
+
+*****These eBooks Were Prepared By Thousands of Volunteers!*****
+
+
+Title: The Pilgrim's Progess in Words of One Syllable
+
+Author: Mary Godolphin
+
+Release Date: December, 2004 [EBook #7088]
+[Yes, we are more than one year ahead of schedule]
+[This file was first posted on March 8, 2003]
+
+Edition: 10
+
+Language: English
+
+Character set encoding: ASCII
+
+*** START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK PILGRIMS PROGRESS/ONE SYLLABLE ***
+
+
+
+
+This eBook was produced by Bruce W. Miller
+
+
+
+
+The Pilgrim's Progress In Words of One Syllable by Mary Godolphin
+
+
+Author's Preface
+
+In offering to the public another volume on my plan of reducing
+popular tales into words of One Syllable exclusively, I wish it
+to be clearly understood that it is intended for Adult Beginners,
+no less than for Children. There is a large class of persons who
+do not begin to acquire the art of reading till somewhat late in
+life, and it is for such that I think a book of this Character is
+peculiarly applicable.
+
+It may be objected that my system involves the use of words
+which, though short, are difficult to understand and might be
+made more intelligible in polysyllabic language. But I have
+endeavored as far as possible to avoid hard and technical
+expressions, and I cannot but think that the mere fact of the
+brevity of the words must be a great attraction to beginners of
+all ages. By this method the labor of dividing and accentuating
+words is avoided: a difficulty which pupils who have only
+attained to the knowledge of monosyllables cannot conquer by
+independent effort.
+
+I take this opportunity of acknowledging the great favor with
+which my previous books of the same character have been received,
+and I am glad to hear that they have been found useful as Prizes
+in Schools.
+
+I have thought it necessary to retain all the names of Persons
+and Places in their original form, but this is the only exception
+to my general rule.
+
+
+
+Pilgrim's Progress
+
+As I went through the wild waste of this world, I came to a place
+where there was a den, and I lay down in it to sleep. While I
+slept I had a dream, and lo! I saw a man whose clothes were in
+rags and he stood with his face from his own house, with a book
+in his hand, and a great load on his back. I saw him read from
+the leaves of a book, and as he read, he wept and shook with
+fear; and at length he broke out with a loud cry, and said, What
+shall I do to save my soul?
+
+So in this plight he went home, and as long as he could he held
+his peace, that his wife and babes should not see his grief. But
+at length he told them his mind, and thus he spoke, O my dear
+wife, and you my babes, I, your dear friend, am full of woe, for
+a load lies hard on me; and more than this, I have been told that
+our town will be burnt with fire, in which I, you my wife, and
+you my sweet babes, shall be lost, if means be not found to save
+us.
+
+This sad tale struck all who heard him with awe, not that they
+thought what he said to them was true, but that they had fears
+that some weight must be on his mind; so, as night now drew near,
+they were in hopes that sleep might soothe his brain, and with
+all haste they got him to bed.
+
+When the morn broke, they sought to know how he did? He told
+them, Worse and worse; and he set to talk once more in the same
+strain as he had done; but they took no heed of it. By and by, to
+drive off his fit, they spoke harsh words to him; at times they
+would laugh, at times they would chide, and then set him at
+nought. So he went to his room to pray for them, as well as to
+nurse his own grief. He would go, too, into the woods to read and
+muse, and thus for some weeks he spent his time.
+
+Now I saw, in my dream, that one day as he took his walk in the
+fields with his book in his hand, he gave a groan,--for he felt
+as if a cloud were on his soul,--and he burst out as he was wont
+to do, and said, Who will save me? I saw, too, that he gave wild
+looks this way and that, as if he would rush off; yet he stood
+still, for he could not tell which way to go. At last, a man,
+whose name was Evangelist, came up to him and said, Why dost thou
+weep?
+
+He said, Sir, I see by this book in my hand that I am to die, and
+that then God will judge me. Now I dread to die.
+
+Evangelist.--Why do you fear to die, since this life is fraught
+with woe?
+
+The man said, I fear lest a hard doom should wait me, and that
+this load on my back will make me sink down, till at last, I
+shall find I am in Tophet.
+
+If this be your case, said Evangelist, why do you stand still?
+
+But the man said, I know not where to go.
+
+Then he gave him a scroll with these words on it, Fly from the
+wrath to come.
+
+When the man read it he said, Which way must I fly?
+
+Evangelist held out his hand to point to a gate in the wide
+field, and said, Do you see the Wicket Gate?
+
+The man said, No.
+
+Do you see that light?
+
+He then said, I think I do.
+
+Keep that light in your eye, quoth Evangelist, and go straight up
+to it; so shall you see the gate, at which, when you knock, it
+shall be told you what you are to do.
+
+Then I saw in my dream that Christian--for that was his name--set
+off to run.
+
+Now he had not gone far from his own door, when his wife and
+young ones, who saw him, gave a loud wail to beg of him to come
+back; but the man put his hands to his ears, and ran on with a
+cry of Life! Life! The friends of his wife, too, came out to see
+him run, and as he went, some were heard to mock him, some to use
+threats, and there were two who set off to fetch him back by
+force, the names of whom were Obstinate and Pliable. Now, by this
+time, the man had gone a good way off, but at last they came up
+to him.
+
+Then said Christian, Friends, why are you come?
+
+To bid you go back with us, said they.
+
+But, quoth he, that can by no means be; you dwell in the City of
+Destruction, the place where I, too, was born. I know it to be
+so, and there you will die and sink down to a place which burns
+with fire; be wise, good friends, and come with me.
+
+What! and leave our good, and all out kith and kin?
+
+Yes, said Christian, for that all which you might leave is but a
+grain to that which I seek, and if you will go with me and hold
+it firm, you shall fare as well as I; for there, where I go, you
+will find all you want and to spare. Come with me, and prove my
+words.
+
+Obstinate.--What are the things you seek, since you leave all the
+world to find them?
+
+Christian.--I seek those joys that fade not, which are laid up in
+a place of bliss--safe there for those who go in search of them.
+Read it so, if you will, in my book.
+
+Obstinate.--Tush! Off with your book. Will you go back with us or
+no?
+
+Christian.--No, not I, for I have laid my hand to the plough.
+
+Obstinate.--Come, friend Pliable, let us turn back and leave him;
+there is a troop of such fools who, when they take up with a whim
+by the end, are more wise in their own eyes than ten men who know
+how to think.
+
+Pliable.--Nay, do not scorn him; if what the good Christian says
+is true, the things he looks to are of more worth than ours: my
+heart leans to what he says.
+
+Obstinate.--What! more fools still! Go back, go back, and be
+wise.
+
+Christian.--Nay, but do you come with your friend Pliable; there
+are such things to be had as those I just spoke of, and more too.
+If you give no heed to me, read here in this book which comes to
+us from God, who could not lie.
+
+Pliable.--Well, friend Obstinate, I think now I have come to a
+point; and I mean to go with this good man, and to cast my lot in
+with his. Then said he to Christian, Do you know the way to the
+place you speak of?
+
+Christian.--I am told by a man whose name is Evangelist, to do my
+best to reach a gate that is in front of us, where I shall be
+told how to find the way.
+
+So they went on side by side.
+
+Obstinate.--And I will go back to my place; I will not be one of
+such vain folk.
+
+Now I saw in my dream, that when Obstinate was gone back,
+Christian and Pliable set off to cross the plain, and they spoke
+thus as they went:--
+
+Christian.--Well, Pliable, how do you do now? I am glad you have
+a mind to go with me.
+
+Pliable.--Come, friend Christian, since there are none but we two
+here, tell me more of the things of which we go in search.
+
+Christian.--I can find them in my heart, though I know not how to
+speak of them with my tongue; but yet, since you wish to know,
+this book tells us of a world that hast no bounds, and a life
+that has no end.
+
+Pliable.--Well said, and what else?
+
+Christian.--That there are crowns of light in store for us, and
+robes that will make us shine like the sun.
+
+Pliable.--This, too, is good; and what else?
+
+Christian.--That there shall be no more care nor grief for he
+that owns the place will wipe all tears from our eyes.
+
+Pliable.--And what friends shall we find there?
+
+Christian.--There we shall be with all the saints, in robes so
+bright that our eyes will grow dim to look on them. There shall
+we meet those who in this world have stood out for the faith, and
+have been burnt on the stake, and thrown to wild beasts, for the
+love they bore to the Lord. They will not harm us, but will greet
+us with love, for they all walk in the sight of God.
+
+Pliable.--But how shall we get to share all this?
+
+Christian.--The Lord of that land saith, if we wish to gain that
+world we shall be free to have it.
+
+Pliable.--Well, my good friend, glad am I to hear of these thing:
+come on, let us mend our pace.
+
+Christian.--I can not go so fast as I would, for this load on my
+back.
+
+Then I saw in my dream that just as they had come to an end of
+this talk, they drew near to a slough that was in the midst of
+the plain, and as they took no heed, they both fell in. The name
+of the slough was Despond. Here they lay for a time in the mud;
+and the load that Christian had on his back made him sink all the
+more in the mire.
+
+Pliable.--Ah! friend Christian, where are you now?
+
+Christian.--In truth, I do no know.
+
+Then Pliable said to his friend, Is this the bliss of which you
+have told me all this while? If we have such ill speed when we
+first set out, what may we look for twixt this and the end of our
+way? And with that he got out of the mire on that side of the
+slough which was next to his own house; then off he went, and
+Christian saw him no more.
+
+So Christian was left to strive in the Slough of Despond as well
+as he could; yet his aim was to reach that side of the slough
+that was next The Wicket Gate, which at last he did, but he could
+not get out for the load that was on his back; till I saw in my
+dream that a man came to him whose name was Help.
+
+What do you do here? said Help.
+
+Christian.--I was bid to go this way by Evangelist, who told me
+to pass up to yon gate, that I might flee from the wrath to come,
+and on my way to it I fell in here.
+
+Help.--But why did you not look for the steps?
+
+Christian.--Fear came so hard on me that I fled the next way and
+fell in.
+
+Help.--Give me your hand.
+
+So he gave him his hand, and he drew him out, and set him on firm
+ground, and bade him go on his way.
+
+Then in my dream I went up to Help and said to him, Sir, since
+this place is on the way from The City of Destruction to The
+Wicket Gate, how is it that no one mends this patch of ground, so
+that those who come by may not fall in the slough?
+
+Help.--This slough is such a place as no one can mend. It is the
+spot to which doth run the scum and filth that wait on sin, and
+that is why men call it the Slough of Despond. When the man of
+sin wakes up to a sense of his own lost state, doubts and fears
+rise up in his soul, and all of them drain down and sink in this
+place: and it is this that makes the ground so bad. True there
+are good and sound steps in the midst of the slough, but at times
+it is hard to see them; or if they be seen, men's heads are so
+dull that they step on one side, and fall in the mire. But the
+ground is good when they have once got in at the gate.
+
+Now I saw in my dream that by this time Pliable had gone back to
+his house once more, and that his friends came to see him: some
+said how wise it was to come home, and some that he was a fool to
+have gone. Some, too, were found to mock him, who said--Well, had
+I set out, I would not have been so base as to come back for a
+slough in the road. So Pliable was left to sneak off; but at last
+he got more heart, and then all were heard to turn their taunts,
+and laugh at poor Christian. Thus much for Pliable.
+
+Now as Christian went on his way he saw a man come through the
+field to meet him, whose name was Mr. Worldly Wiseman, and he
+dwelt in the town of Carnal Policy, which was near that whence
+Christian came. He had heard some news of Christian; for his
+flight from The City of Destruction had made much noise, and was
+now the talk far and near. So he said, How now, good Sir, where
+do you go with such a load on your back?
+
+Christian.--In truth, it is a load; and if you ask me where I go,
+I must tell you, Sir, I must go the The Wicket Gate in front of
+me, for there I shall be put in a way to get quit of my load.
+
+Worldly Wiseman.--Have you not a wife and babes?
+
+Christian.--Yes, but with this load I do not seem to care for
+them as I did; and, in truth, I feel as if I had none.
+
+Worldly Wiseman.--Will you hear me if I speak my mind to you?
+
+Christian.--If what you say be good, I will, for I stand much in
+need of help.
+
+Worldly Wiseman.--I would urge you then, with all speed, to get
+rid of your load; for you will not be at rest till then.
+
+Christian.--That is just what I seek to do. But there is no man
+in our land who can take if off me.
+
+Worldly Wiseman.--Who bade you go this way to be rid of it?
+
+Christian.--One that I took to be a great and true man; his name
+is Evangelist.
+
+Worldly Wiseman.--Hark at what I say: there is no worse way in
+the world than that which he has sent you, and that you will find
+if you take him for your guide. In this short time you have met
+with bad luck, for I see the mud of the Slough of Despond is on
+your coat. Hear me, for I have seen more of the world than you;
+in the way you go, you will meet with pain, woe, thirst, the
+sword too,--in a word, death! Take no heed of what Evangelist
+tells you.
+
+Christian.--Why, Sir, this load on my back is worse to me than
+all those things which you speak of; nay, I care not what I meet
+with in the way, if I can but get rid of my load.
+
+Worldly Wiseman.--How did you come by it at first?
+
+Christian.--Why, I read this book.
+
+Worldly Wiseman.--Like more weak men I know, who aim at things
+too high for them you have lost heart, and run in the dark at
+great risk, to gain you know not what.
+
+Christian.--I know what I would gain, it is ease for my load.
+
+Worldly Wiseman.--But why will you seek for ease thus, when I
+could put you in the way to aid it where there would be no risk;
+and the cure is at hand.
+
+Christian.--Pray, Sir, tell me what that way is.
+
+Worldly Wiseman.--Well, in yon town, which you can see from
+hence--the name of which is Morality--there dwells a man whose
+name is Legality, a wise man, and a man of some rank, who has
+skill to help men off with such loads as yours from their backs;
+I know he has done a great deal for good in that way; aye, and he
+has the skill to cure those who, from the loads they bear, are
+not quite sound in their wits. To him as I said, you may go and
+get help. His house in but a mile from this place, and should he
+not be at home, he has a son whose name is Civility, who can do
+it just as well as his sire. There, I say, you may go to get rid
+of your load. I would not have you go back to your old home, but
+you can send for your wife and babes, and you will find that food
+there is cheap and good.
+
+Now was Christian brought to a stand; but by and by he said, Sir,
+which is my way to this good man's house?
+
+Worldly Wiseman.--Do you see that hill?
+
+Christian.--Yes, I do.
+
+Worldly Wiseman.--By that hill you must go, and the first house
+you come to is his.
+
+So Christian went out of his way to find Mr. Legality's house to
+seek for help.
+
+But, lo, when he had got close up to the hill, it was so steep
+and high that he had fear lest it should fall on his head; so he
+stood still, for he knew not what to do. His load, too, was of
+more weight to him than when he was on the right road. Then came
+flames of fire out of the hill, that made him quake for fear lest
+he should be burnt. And now it was a great grief to him that he
+had lent his ear to Worldly Wiseman; and it was well that he just
+then saw Evangelist come to meet him; though at the sight of him
+he felt a deep blush on his face for shame. So Evangelist drew
+near, and when he came up to him, he said, with a sad look; What
+dost thou here, Christian?
+
+To these words Christian knew not what to say, so he stood quite
+mute. Then Evangelist went on thus: Art not thou the man that I
+heard cry in The City of Destruction?
+
+Christian.--Yes, dear Sir, I am the man.
+
+Evangelist.--Did not I point out to thee the way to the Wicket
+Gate?
+
+Christian.--Yes, you did, Sir.
+
+Evangelist.--How is it, then, that thou hast so soon gone out of
+the way?
+
+Christian.--When I had got out of the Slough of Despond I met a
+man who told me that in a town near, I might find one who could
+take off my load.
+
+Evangelist.--What was he?
+
+Christian.--He had fair looks, and said much to me, and got me at
+last to yield; so I came here. But when I saw this hill, and how
+steep it was, I made a stand, lest it should fall on my head.
+
+Evangelist.--What said the man to thee?
+
+When Evangelist had heard from Christian all that took place, he
+said: Stand still a while, that I may show thee the words of God.
+
+So Evangelist went on to read, 'Now the just shall live by faith,
+but if a man draw back, my soul shall have no joy in him.' Is not
+this the case with thee? said he: Hast not thou drawn back thy
+feet from the way of peace, to thine own cost; and dost thou not
+spurn the most high God?
+
+Then Christian fell down at his feet as dead, and said: Woe is
+me! Woe is me!
+
+At the sight of which, Evangelist caught him by the right hand,
+and said: Faith hopes all things.
+
+Then did Christian find some peace, and stood up.
+
+Evangelist.--I pray thee give more heed to the things that I
+shall tell thee of. The Lord says, 'Strive to go in at the strait
+gate, the gate to which I send thee, for strait is the gate that
+leads to life, and few there be that find it.' Why didst thou set
+at nought the words of God, for the sake of Mr. Worldly Wiseman?
+That is, in truth, the right name for such as he. The Lord hath
+told thee that he who will save his life shall lose it.' He to
+whom thou wast sent for ease, Legality by name, could not set
+thee free; no man yet has got rid of his load through him; he
+could but show thee the way to woe, for by the deeds of the law
+no man can be rid of his load. So that Mr. Worldly Wiseman and
+his friend Mr. Legality are false guides; and as for his son
+Civility, he could not help thee.
+
+Now Christian, in great dread, could think of nought but death,
+and sent forth a sad cry in grief that he had gone from the right
+way. Then he spoke once more to Evangelist in these words:--Sir,
+what think you? Is there hope? May I now go back, and strive to
+reach The Wicket Gate? I grieve that I gave ear to this man's
+voice; but may my sin find grace?
+
+Evangelist.--Thy sin is great, for thou hast gone from the way
+that is good, to tread in false paths, yet will the man at the
+gate let thee through, for he has love and good will for all men;
+but take heed that thou turn not to the right hand or to the
+left.
+
+Then did Christian make a move to go back, and Evangelist gave
+him a kiss and one smile, and bade him God speed.
+
+So he went on with haste, nor did he speak on the road; and could
+by no means feel safe till he was in the path which he had left.
+In time, he got up to the gate. And as he saw by the words which
+he read on it, that those who would knock could go in, he gave
+two or three knocks, and said: May I go in here?
+
+At last there came a great man to the gate, whose name was
+Good-will, and he said: Who is there; whence come you, and what
+would you have?
+
+Christian.--I come from The City of Destruction with a load of
+Sins on my back; but I am on my way to Mount Zion, that I may be
+free from the wrath to come; and as I have been told that my way
+is through this gate, I would know, Sir, if you will let me in?
+
+Good-will.--With all my heart.
+
+So he flung back the gate. But just as Christian went in, he gave
+him a pull.
+
+Then said Christian: What means that? Good-will told him that a
+short way from this gate there was a strong fort, of which
+Beelzebub was the chief, and that from thence he and the rest
+that dwelt there shot darts at those that came up to the gate to
+try if they could kill them ere they got in.
+
+Then said Christian: I come in with joy and with fear. So when he
+had gone in, the man at the gate said: Who sent you here?
+
+Christian.--Evangelist bade me come and knock (as I did); and he
+said that you, Sir, would tell me what I must do.
+
+Good-will.--The door is thrown back wide for you to come in, and
+no man can shut it.
+
+Christian.--Now I seem to reap the good of all the risks I have
+met with on the way.
+
+Good-will.--But how is it that no one comes with you?
+
+Christian.--None of my friends saw that there was cause of fear,
+as I did.
+
+Good-will.--Did they know of your flight?
+
+Christian.--Yes, my wife and young ones saw me go, and I heard
+their cries as they ran out to try and stop me. Some of my
+friends, too, would have had me come home, but I put my hands to
+my ears, and so came on my way.
+
+Good-will.--But did none of them come out to beg of you to go
+back?
+
+Christian.--Yes, both Obstinate and Pliable came, but when they
+found that I would not yield, Obstinate went home, but Pliable
+came with me as far as the Slough of Despond.
+
+Good-will.--Why did he not come through it?
+
+When Christian told him the rest, he said: Ah, poor man! Is a
+world of bliss such a small thing to him, that he did not think
+it worth while to run a few risks to gain it?
+
+Sir, said Christian, there is not much to choose twixt him and
+me. Then he told Good-will how he had been led from the straight
+path by Mr. Worldly Wiseman.
+
+Good-will.--Oh, did he light on you? What! He would have had you
+seek for ease at the hands of Mr. Legality. They are, in truth,
+both of them cheats. And did you take heed of what he said?
+
+Christian then told him all. But now that I am come, said he, I
+am more fit for death, than to stand and talk to my Lord. But oh,
+the joy it is to me to be here!
+
+Good-will.--We keep none out that knock at this gate, let them
+have done what they may ere they came here; for they are 'in no
+wise cast out.' So, good Christian, come with me, and I will
+teach you the way you must go. Look in front. That is the way
+which was laid down by Christ and the wise men of old, and it is
+as straight as a rule can make it.
+
+Christian.--But is there no turn or bend by which one who knows
+not the road might lose his way?
+
+Good-will.--My friend, there are not a few that lead down to it,
+and these paths are wide: yet by this you may judge the right
+from the wrong--the right are straight and are by no means wide.
+
+Then I saw in my dream that Christian said: Could you not help me
+off with this load on my back?--for as yet he had not got rid of
+it. He was told: As to your load, you must bear it till you come
+to the place of Deliverance, for there it will fall from your
+back.
+
+Then Christian would have set off on the road; but Good-will
+said: Stop a while and let me tell you that when you have gone
+through the gate you will see the house of Mr. Interpreter, at
+whose door you must knock, and he will show you good things. Then
+Christian took leave of his friend, who bade him God speed.
+
+He now went on till he came to the house at the door of which he
+was to knock; this he did two or three times. At last one came to
+the door and said: Who is there?
+
+Christian.--I have come to see the good man of the house.
+
+So in a short time Mr. Interpreter came to him and said: What
+would you have?
+
+Christian.--Sir, I am come from The City of Destruction, and am
+on my way to Mount Zion. I was told by the man that stands at the
+gate, that if I came here you would show me good things that
+would help me.
+
+Then Interpreter took Christian to a room, and bade his man bring
+a light, and there he saw on the wall the print of one who had a
+grave face, whose eyes were cast up to the sky, and the best of
+books was in His hand, the law of truth was on His lips, and the
+world was at His back. He stood as if He would plead for men, and
+a crown of gold hung near his head.
+
+Christian.--What does this mean?
+
+Interpreter.--I have shown you this print first, for this is He
+who is to be your sole guide when you can not find your way to
+the land to which you go; so take good heed to what I have shown
+you, lest you meet with some who would feign to lead you right;
+but their way goes down to death.
+
+Then he took him to a large room that was full of dust, for it
+had not been swept; and Interpreter told his man to sweep it. Now
+when he did so, such clouds of dust flew up, that it made
+Christian choke.
+
+Then said Interpreter to a maid that stood by; Make the floor
+moist that the dust may not rise; and when she had done this, it
+was swept with ease.
+
+Christian.--What means this?
+
+Interpreter.--This room is the heart of that man who knows not
+the grace of God. The dust is his first sin and the vice that is
+in him. He that swept first is the Law, but she who made the
+floor moist is The Book which tells Good News to Man. Now as soon
+as you saw the first of these sweep, the dust did so fly that the
+room could not be made clean by him; this is to show you that the
+law as it works does not cleanse the heart from sin, but gives
+strength to sin, so as to rouse it up in the soul.
+
+Then you next saw the maid come in to lay the dust; so is sin
+made clean and laid low by faith in The Book.
+
+Now, said Christian, let me go hence.
+
+Well, said Interpreter, keep all things so in thy mind that they
+may be a goad in thy sides; and may faith guide thee!
+
+Then I saw in my dream that the high way which Christian was to
+tread, had a wall on each side, and the name of that wall was
+Salvation. Up this high way did Christian run, but with great
+toil for the load on his back. He ran thus till he drew near to a
+place on which stood a cross, and at the foot of it a tomb. Just
+as Christian came up to the cross, his load slid from his back,
+close to the mouth of the tomb, where it fell in, and I saw it no
+more.
+
+Then was Christian glad, and said with a gay heart: He gives me
+rest by his grief, and life by his death.
+
+Yet he stood still for a while, for he was struck with awe to
+think that the sight of the cross should thus ease him of his
+load. Three or four times did he look on the cross and the tomb,
+and the tears rose to his eyes. As he stood thus and wept, lo,
+three Bright Ones came to him, and one of them said: Peace be to
+thee! thou hast grace from thy sins. And one came up to him to
+strip him of his rags and put a new robe on him, while the third
+set a mark on his face, and gave him a roll with a seal on it,
+which he bade him look on as he went, and give it at The
+Celestial Gate; and then they left him.
+
+Christian gave three leaps for joy, and sang as he went: Ah, what
+a place is this! Blest cross! Blest tomb! Nay, blest is the Lord
+that was put to shame for me!
+
+He went on thus till he came to a vale where he saw three men who
+were in a sound sleep, with chains on their feet. The name of one
+was Simple, one Sloth, and the third Presumption. As Christian
+saw them lie in this case, he went to wake them, and said: You
+are like those that sleep on the top of a mast, for the Dead Sea
+is at your feet. Wake, rise, and come with me. Trust me, and I
+will help you off with your chains. With that they cast their
+eyes up to look at him, and Simple said: I would fain take more
+sleep. Presumption said: Let each man look to his own. And so
+they lay down to sleep once more.
+
+Then I saw in my dream that two men leapt from the top of the
+wall and made great haste to come up to him. Their names were
+Formalist and Hypocrisy.
+
+Christian.--Sirs, whence come you, and where do you go?
+
+Formalist and Hypocrisy.--We were born in the land of Vain-glory,
+and are on our way to Mount Zion for praise.
+
+Christian.--Why came you not in at the Gate? Know you not that he
+that comes not in at the door, but climbs up to get in, the same
+is a thief?
+
+They told him that to go through the gate was too far round; that
+the best way was to make a short cut of it, and climb the wall,
+as they had done.
+
+Christian.--But what will the Lord of the town to which we are
+bound think of it, if we go not in the way of his will?
+
+They told Christian that he had no need for care on that score,
+for long use had made it law, and they could prove that it had
+been so for years. Christian.--But are you quite sure that your
+mode will stand a suit at law?
+
+Yes, said they, no doubt of it. And if we get in the road at all,
+pray what are the odds? If we are in, we are in; you are but in
+the way, who come in at the gate, and we too are in the way that
+choose to climb the wall. Is not our case as good as yours?
+
+Christian.--I walk by the rule of my Lord, but you walk by the
+rule of your own lusts. The Lord of the way will count you as
+thieves, and you will not be found true men in the end.
+
+I saw then that they all went on till they came to the foot of
+the Hill of Difficulty, where there was a spring. There were in
+the same place two more ways, one on the left hand and one on the
+right; but the path that Christian was told to take went straight
+up the hill, and its name is Difficulty, and he saw that the way
+of life lay there.
+
+Now when Christian got as far as the Spring of Life he drank of
+it, and then went up the hill. But when the two men saw that it
+was steep and high, and that there were three ways to choose
+from, one of them took the path the name of which is Danger, and
+lost his way in a great wood, and one of them went by the road of
+Destruction, which led him to a wide field full of dark rocks,
+where he fell, and rose no more. I then saw Christian go up the
+hill, where at first I could see him run, then walk, and then go
+on his hands and knees, so steep was it. Now half way up was a
+cave made by the Lord of that hill, that those who came by might
+rest there. So here Christian sat down, and took out the scroll
+and read it, till at last he fell off in a deep sleep which kept
+him there till it was dusk; and while he slept his scroll fell
+from his hand. At length a man came up to him and woke him, and
+said: Go to the ant, thou man of sloth, and learn of her to be
+wise.
+
+At this Christian gave a start, and sped on his way, and went at
+a quick pace.
+
+When he had got near to the top of the hill, two men ran up to
+meet him, whose names were Timorous and Mistrust, to whom
+Christian said, Sirs, what ails you? You run the wrong way.
+
+Timorous said that Zion was the hill they meant to climb, but
+that when they had got half way they found that they met with
+more and more risk, so that great fear came on them, and all they
+could do was to turn back.
+
+Yes, said Mistrust, for just in front of us there lay two beasts
+of prey in our path; we knew not if they slept or not, but we
+thought that they would fall on us and tear our limbs.
+
+Christian.--You rouse my fears. Where must I fly to be safe? If I
+go back to my on town (Destruction) I am sure to lose my life,
+but if I can get to The Celestial City, there shall I be safe. To
+turn back is death; to go on is fear of death, but when I come
+there, a life of bliss that knows no end. I will go on yet.
+
+So Mistrust and Timorous ran down the hill and Christian went on
+his way. Yet he thought once more of what he had heard from the
+men, and then he felt in his cloak for his scroll, that he might
+read it and find some peace. He felt for it but found it not.
+Then was Christian in great grief, and knew not what to do for
+the want of that which was to be his pass to The Celestial City.
+At last, thought he: I slept in the cave by the side of the hill.
+So he fell down on his knees to pray that God would give him
+grace for this act; and then went back to look for his scroll.
+But as he went, what tongue can tell the grief of Christian's
+heart? Oh, fool that I am! said he, to sleep in the day time; so
+to give way to the flesh as to use for ease that rest which the
+Lord of the hill had made but for the help of the soul!
+
+Thus, then, with tears and sighs, he went back, and with much
+care did he look on this side and on that for his scroll. At
+length he came near to the cave where he had sat and slept. How
+far, thought Christian, have I gone in vain! Such was the lot of
+the Jews for their sin; they were sent back by the way of the Red
+Sea; and I am made to tread those steps with grief which I might
+have trod with joy, had it not been for this sleep. How far might
+I have been on my way by this time! I am made to tread those
+steps thrice which I need not to have trod but once; yea, now too
+I am like to be lost in the night, for the day is well nigh
+spent. O that I had not slept!
+
+Now by this time he had come to the vale once more, where for a
+spell he sat down and wept; but at last, as he cast a sad glance
+at the foot of the bench, he saw his scroll, which he caught up
+with haste, and put in his cloak. Words are too weak to tell the
+joy of Christian when he had got back his scroll. He laid it up
+in the breast of his coat and gave thanks to God. With what a
+light step did he now climb the hill! But, ere he got to the top,
+the sun went down on Christian, and he soon saw that two wild
+beast stood in his way. Ah, thought he, these beasts range in the
+night for their prey; and if they should meet with me in the
+dark, how should I fly from them? I see now the cause of all
+those fears that drove Mistrust and Timorous back.
+
+Still Christian went on, and while he thought thus on this sad
+lot he cast up his eyes and saw a great house in front of him,
+the name of which was Beautiful, and it stood just by the side of
+the high road. So he made haste and went on in the hope that he
+could rest there a while. The name of the man who kept the lodge
+of that house was Watchful, and when he saw that Christian made a
+halt as if he would go back, he came out to him and said: Is thy
+strength so small? Fear not the two wild beasts, for they are
+bound by chains, and are put here to try the faith of those that
+have it, and to find out those that have none. Keep in the midst
+of the path and no harm shall come to thee.
+
+Then I saw, in my dream, that still he went on in great dread of
+the wild beasts; he heard them roar, yet they did him no harm;
+but when he had gone by them he went on with joy, till he came
+and stood in front of the lodge where Watchful dwelt.
+
+Christian.--Sir, what house is this? May I rest here to night?
+
+Watchful.--This house was built by the Lord of the Hill to give
+aid to those who climb up it for the good cause. Tell me, whence
+come you?
+
+Christian.--I am come from the Town of Destruction, and am on my
+way to Mount Zion; but the day is far spent, and I would, with
+your leave, pass the night here.
+
+Watchful.--What is your name?
+
+Christian.--My name is now Christian, but at first it was
+Graceless.
+
+Watchful.--How is it you came so late? The sun is set.
+
+Christian then told him why it was.
+
+Watchful.--Well, I will call one that lives here, who, if she
+like your talk, will let you come in, for these are the rules of
+the house.
+
+So he rang a bell, at the sound of which there came out at the
+door a grave and fair maid, whose name was Discretion. When
+Watchful told her why Christian had come there, she said: What is
+your name?
+
+It is Christian, said he, and I much wish to rest here to night,
+and the more so for I see this place was build by the Lord of the
+Hill, to screen those from harm who come to it.
+
+So she gave a smile, but the tears stood in her eyes; and in a
+short time she said: I will call forth two or three more of our
+house, and then she ran to the door and brought in Prudence,
+Piety, and Charity, who met him and said: Come in, thou blest of
+the Lord; this house was built by the King of the Hill for such
+as you. Then Christian bent down his head, and went with them to
+the house.
+
+Piety.--Come, good Christian, since our love prompts us to take
+you in to rest, let us talk with you of all that you have seen on
+your way.
+
+Christian.--With a right good will, and I am glad that you should
+ask it of me.
+
+Prudence.--And, first, say what is it that makes you wish so much
+to go to Mount Zion?
+
+Christian.--Why there I hope to see Him that did die on the
+Cross; and there I hope to be rid of all those thing that to this
+day grieve and vex me. There, they say, is no death; and there I
+shall dwell with such as love the Lord.
+
+Charity.--Have you a wife and babes?
+
+Christian.--Yes, I have.
+
+Charity.--And why did you not bring them with you?
+
+Christian then wept, and said: Oh, how glad should I have been to
+do so! but they would not come with me, nor have me leave them.
+
+Charity.--And did you pray to God to put it in their hearts to go
+with you?
+
+Christian.--Yes, and that with much warmth, for you may think how
+dear they were to me.
+
+Thus did Christian talk with these friends till it grew dark, and
+then he took his rest in a large room, the name of which was
+Peace; there he slept till break of day, and then he sang a hymn.
+
+They told him that he should not leave till they had shown him
+all the rare things that were in that place. There were to be
+seen the rod of Moses, the nail with which Jail slew Sisera, the
+lamps with which Gideon put to flight the host of Midian, and the
+ox goad with which Shamgar slew his foes. And they brought out
+the jaw bone of an ass with which Samson did such great feats,
+and the sling and stone with which David slew Goliath of Gath.
+
+Then I saw in my dream that Christian rose to take his leave of
+Discretion, and of Prudence, Piety, and Charity, but they said
+that he must stay till the next day, that they might show him The
+Delectable Mountains; so they took him to the top of the house,
+and bade him look to the South, which he did, and lo, a great way
+off, he saw a rich land, full of hills, woods, vines, shrubs, and
+streams.
+
+What is the name of this land? said Christian.
+
+Then they told him it was Immanuel's Land. And, said they, It is
+as much meant for you, and the like of you, as this hill is; and
+when you reach the place, there you may see the gate of The
+Celestial City. Then they gave him a sword, and put on him a coat
+of mail, which was proof from head to foot, lest he should meet
+some foe in the way; and they went with him down the hill.
+
+Of a truth, said Christian, it is as great a toil to come down
+the hill as it was to go up.
+
+Prudence.--So it is, for it is a hard thing for a man to go down
+to The Vale of Humiliation, as thou dost now, and for this cause
+have we come with you to the foot of the hill. So, though he went
+with great care, yet he caught a slip or two.
+
+Then in my dream I saw that when they had got to the foot of the
+hill, these good friends of Christian's gave him a loaf of bread,
+a flask of wine, and a bunch of dry grapes; and then they left
+him to go on his way.
+
+But now in this Vale of Humiliation poor Christian was hard put
+to it, for he had not gone far, ere he saw a foe come in the
+field to meet him, whose name was Apollyon. Then did Christian
+fear, and he cast in his mind if he would go back or stand his
+ground. But Christian thought that as he had no coat of mail on
+his back, to turn round might give Apollyon a chance to pierce it
+with his darts. So he stood his ground, For, thought he, if but
+to save my life were all I had in view, still the best way would
+be to stand.
+
+So he went on, and Apollyon met him with looks of scorn.
+
+Apollyon.--Whence come you, and to what place are you bound?
+
+Christian.--I am come from The City of Destruction, which is a
+place of all sin, and I am on my way to Zion.
+
+Apollyon.--By this I see you are mine, for of all that land I am
+the Prince. How is it, then, that you have left your king? Were
+it not that I have a hope that you may do me more good, I would
+strike you to the ground with one blow.
+
+Christian.--I was born in your realm, it is true, but you drove
+us too hard, and your wage was such as no man could live on.
+
+Apollyon.--No prince likes to lose his men, nor will I as yet
+lose you; so if you will come back, what my realm yields I will
+give you.
+
+Christian.--But I am bound by vows to the King of Kings; and how
+can I, to be true, go back with you?
+
+Apollyon.--You have made a change, it seems, from bad to worse;
+but why not give Him the slip, and come back with me?
+
+Christian.--I gave Him my faith, and swore to be true to Him: how
+can I go back from this?
+
+Apollyon.--You did the same to me, and yet I will pass by all, if
+you will but turn and go back.
+
+Then, when Apollyon saw that Christian was stanch to his Prince,
+he broke out in a great rage, and said, I hate that Prince, and I
+hate his laws, and I am come out to stop you.
+
+Christian.--Take heed what you do. I am on the King's high way to
+Zion.
+
+Apollyon.--I am void of fear, and to prove that I mean what I
+say, here on this spot I will put thee to death. With that he
+threw a dart of fire at his breast, but Christian had a shield on
+his arm, with which he caught it. Then did Christian draw his
+sword, for he saw it was time to stir; and Apollyon as fast made
+at him, and threw darts as thick as hail; with which, in spite of
+all that Christian could do, Apollyon gave him wounds in his
+head, hand, and foot.
+
+This made Christian pause in the fight for a time, but Apollyon
+still came on, and Christian once more took heart. They fought
+for half a day, till Christian, weak from his wounds, was well
+nigh spent in strength. When Apollyon saw this, he threw him down
+with a great force; on which Christian's sword fell out of his
+hand. Then said Apollyon, I am sure of thee now.
+
+But while he strove to make an end of Christian, that good man
+put out his hand in haste to feel for his sword, and caught it.
+Boast not, oh Apollyon! said he, and with that he struck him a
+blow which made his foe reel back as one that had had his last
+wound. Then he spread out his wings and fled, so that Christian
+for a time saw him no more.
+
+Then there came to him a hand which held some of the leaves of
+the tree of life; some of them Christian took, and as soon as he
+had put them to his wounds, he saw them heal up.
+
+Now near this place was the Valley of the Shadow of Death, and
+Christian must needs go through it to get to The Celestial City.
+It was a land of drought and full of pits, a land that none but
+such as Christian could pass through, and where no man dwelt. So
+that here he was worst put to it than in his fight with Apollyon,
+which by and by we shall see.
+
+As he drew near the Shadow of Death he met with two men, to whom
+Christian thus spoke: To what place do you go?
+
+Men.--Back! Back! and we would have you do the same if you prize
+life and peace.
+
+Christian.--But why?
+
+Men.--We went on as far as we durst.
+
+Christian.--What then have you seen?
+
+Men.--Seen! Why the Valley of the Shadow of Death; but by dint of
+good luck we caught sight of what lay in front of it, ere we came
+up. Death doth spread out his wings there. In a word it is a
+place full of bad men, where no law dwells.
+
+Christian.--I see not yet, by what you have told me, but that
+this is my way to Zion.
+
+Men.--Be it thy way then; we will not choose it for ours.
+
+So they took their leave, and Christian went on, but still with
+his drawn sword in his hand, for fear lest he should meet once
+more with a foe.
+
+I saw then in my dream that so far as this vale went, there was
+on the right hand a deep ditch; that ditch to which the blind
+have led the blind as long as the world has been made. And, lo,
+on the left hand there was a quag. in which if a man fall, he
+will find no firm ground for his foot to stand on. The path way
+was not broad, and so good Christian was the more put to it. This
+went on for miles, and in the midst of that vale was a deep pit.
+One thing which I saw in my dream I must not leave out; it was
+this:--Just as Christian had come to the mouth of the pit, one of
+those who dwelt in it swept up to him, and in a soft tone spoke
+bad things to him, and took God's name in vain, which Christian
+thought must have come from his own mind. This put him out more
+than all the rest had done; to think that he should take that
+name in vain for which he felt so deep a love, was a great grief
+to him. Yet there was no help for it. Then he thought he heard a
+voice which said: Though I walk through the Valley of the Shadow
+of Death, I will fear no harm for thou art with me.
+
+Now as Christian went on, he found there was a rise in the road,
+which had been thrown up that that path might be clear to those
+who were bound for Zion. Up this road Christian went, and saw his
+old friend Faithful a short way off.
+
+Then said Christian: Ha, my friend, are you here? Stay, and I
+will join you.
+
+This ere long he did, and they spoke of all that had come to pass
+since they had last met.
+
+In course of time the road they took brought them to a town, the
+name of which is Vanity, where there is a fair kept through the
+whole year, and all that is bought or sold there is vain and void
+of worth. There, too, are to be seen at all times games, plays,
+fools, apes, knaves, and rogues. Yet he that will go to The
+Celestial City must needs pass through this fair.
+
+As soon as Christian and Faithful came to the town, a crowd drew
+round them, and some said they had lost their wits, to dress and
+speak as they did, and to set no store by the choice goods for
+sale in Vanity Fair. When Christian spoke, his words brought from
+these folks fierce taunts and jeers, and soon the noise and stir
+grew to such a height that the chief man of the fair sent his
+friends to take up these two strange men, and he bade them tell
+him whence they came, and what they did there in such a garb.
+Christian and Faithful told them all; but those who sat to judge
+the case thought that they must be mad, or else that they had
+come to stir up strife at the fair; so they beat them with
+sticks, and put them in a cage, that they might be a sight for
+all the men at the fair. Then the worse sort of folks set to pelt
+them with mud out of spite, and some threw stones at them for
+mere sport; but Christian and Faithful gave good words for bad,
+and bore all in such a meek way, that not a few took their part.
+This led to blows and fights, and the blame was laid on Christian
+and Faithful, who were then made to toil up and down the fair in
+chains, till, faint with stripes, they were at length set with
+their feet in the stocks. But they bore their griefs and woes
+with joy, for they saw in them a pledge that all should be well
+in the end.
+
+By and by a court sat to try them: the name of the judge was Lord
+Hate-good; and the crime laid to their charge was that they had
+come to Vanity Fair to spoil its trade, and stir up strife in the
+town; and had won not a few men to their side, in spite of the
+prince of the place.
+
+Faithful said to the Judge: I am a man of peace, and did but wage
+war on Sin. As for the prince they speak of, since he is
+Beelzebub, I hold him in scorn.
+
+Those who took Faithful's part were won by the force of plain
+truth and right in his words; but the judge said, Let those speak
+who know aught of this man.
+
+So three men, whose names were Envy, Superstition, and
+Pick-thank, stood forth and swore to speak the truth, and tell
+what they knew of Faithful. Envy said: My lord, this man cares
+nought for kings or laws, but seeks to spread his own views, and
+to teach men what he calls faith. I heard him say but just now
+that the ways of our town of Vanity are vile. And does he not in
+that speak ill of us?
+
+Then Superstition said: My lord, I know not much of this man, and
+have no wish to know more, but of this I am sure, that he is a
+bad man, for he says that our creeds are vain.
+
+Pick-thank was then bid to say what he knew, and his speech ran
+thus: My lord, I have known this man for a long time, and have
+heard him say things that ought not to be said. He rails at our
+great Prince Beelzebub, and says that if all men were of his
+mind, that prince should no more hold sway here. More than this,
+he hath been heard to rail on you, my lord, who are now his
+judge.
+
+Then said the Judge to Faithful: Thou base man! Hast though heard
+what these folk have said of thee?
+
+Faithful.--May I speak a few words in my own cause?
+
+Judge.--Thy just doom would be to die on the spot; still, let us
+hear what thou hast to say.
+
+Faithful.--I say, then, to Mr. Envy, that all laws and modes of
+life in which men heed not the Word of God are full of sin. As to
+the charge of Mr. Superstition, I would urge that nought can save
+us if we do not the will of God. To Mr. Pick-thank, I say that
+men should flee from the Prince of this town and his friends, as
+from the wrath to come and so, I pray the Lord to help me.
+
+Then the Judge, to sum up the case, spoke thus: You see this man
+who has made such a stir in our town. You have heard what these
+good men have said of him, which he owns to be true. It rests now
+to you to save his life or hang him.
+
+The twelve men who had Faithful's life in their hands spoke in a
+low tone thus: This man is full of schisms, said Mr. Blind-man.
+Out of the world with him, said Mr. No-good. I hate the mere look
+of him, said Mr. Malice. From the first I could not bear him,
+said Mr. Love-ease. Nor I, for he would be sure to blame my ways,
+said Mr. Live-loose. Hang him, hang him! said Mr. Heady. A low
+wretch! said Mr. High-mind. I long to crush him, said Mr. Enmity.
+He is a rogue, said Mr. Liar. Death is too good for him, said Mr.
+Cruelty. Let us kill him, that he may be out of the way, said Mr.
+Hate-light. Then said Mr. Implacable: Not to gain all the world
+would I make peace with him, so let us doom him to death. And so
+they did, and in a short time he was led back to the place from
+whence he came, there to be put to the worst death that could be
+thought of; for the scourge, the sword, and the stake brought
+Faithful to his end.
+
+Now I saw that there stood near the crowd a strange car with two
+bright steeds, which, as soon as his foes had slain him, took
+Faithful up through the clouds straight to The Celestial City,
+with the sound of the harp and lute.
+
+As for Christian, for this time he got free; and there came to
+him one Hopeful, who did so from what he had heard and seen of
+Christian and Faithful. Thus, while one lost his life for the
+truth, a new man rose from his death, to tread the same way with
+Christian. And Hopeful said there were more men of the fair who
+would take their time, and then come too.
+
+By and by their way lay just on the bank of a pure stream, from
+which they drank. On each side of it were green trees that bore
+fruit, and in a field through which it ran they lay down to
+sleep. When they woke up they sat for a while in the shade of the
+boughs; thus they went on for three or four days, and to pass the
+time they sang:
+
+He that can tell What sweet fresh fruit, yea leaves these trees
+do yield, Will soon sell all, that he may buy this field.
+
+Now on the left hand of the road was By-path Meadow, a fair green
+field with a path through it, and a stile. Come, good Hopeful,
+said Christian, let us walk on the grass.
+
+Hopeful.--But what if this path should lead us wrong?
+
+Christian.--How can it? Look, doth it not go by the way side?
+
+So they set off through the field. But they had not gone far when
+they saw in front of them a man, Vain-confidence by name, who
+told them that the path led to The Celestial Gate. So the man
+went first; but lo, the night came on, and it grew so dark that
+they lost sight of their guide, who, as he did not see the path
+in front of him, fell in a deep pit, and was heard of no more.
+
+Where are we now? said Hopeful.
+
+Then was Christian mute, as he thought he had led his friend out
+of the way. And now light was seen to flash from the sky, and
+rain came down in streams.
+
+Hopeful (with a groan) Oh, that I had kept on my way!
+
+Christian.--Who could have thought that this path should lead us
+wrong?
+
+Hopeful.--I had my fears from the first, and so gave you a hint.
+
+Christian.--Good friend, I grieve that I have brought you out of
+the right path.
+
+Hopeful.--Say no more, no doubt it is for our good.
+
+Christian.--We must not stand thus; let us try to go back.
+
+Hopeful.--But, good Christian, let me go first.
+
+Then they heard a voice say: Set thine heart to the high way, the
+way thou hast been: turn once more. But by this time the stream
+was deep from the rain that fell, and to go back did not seem
+safe; yet they went back, though it was so dark and the stream
+ran so high that once or twice it was like to drown them. Nor
+could they, with all their skill, get back that night. So they
+found a screen from the rain, and there they slept till break of
+day.
+
+Now, not far from the place where they lay was Doubting Castle,
+the lord of which was Giant Despair; and it was on his ground
+that they now slept. There Giant Despair found them, and with a
+gruff voice he bade them wake. Whence are you? said he; and what
+brought you here? They told him that they had lost the path. Then
+said Giant Despair: You have no right to force your way in here;
+the ground on which you lie is mine.
+
+They had not much to say, as they knew that they were in fault.
+So Giant Despair drove them on, and put them in a dark and foul
+cell in a strong hold. Here they were kept for three days, and
+they had no light nor food nor a drop to drink all that time, and
+no one to ask them how they did. Now Giant Despair had a wife,
+whose name was Diffidence, and he told her what he had done. Then
+said he, What will be the best way to treat them? Beat them well,
+said Diffidence. So when he rose he took a stout stick from a
+crab tree, and went down to the cell where poor Christian and
+Hopeful lay, and beat them as if they had been dogs, so that they
+could not turn on the floor; and they spent all that day in sighs
+and tears.
+
+The next day he came once more, and found them sore from the
+stripes, and said that since there was no chance for them to be
+let out of the cell, their best way would be to put an end to
+their own lives: For why should you wish to live, said he, with
+all this woe? But they told him they did hope he would let them
+go. With that he sprang up with a fierce look, and no doubt would
+have made an end of them, but that he fell in a fit for a time,
+and lost the use of his hand; so he drew back, and left them to
+think of what he had said.
+
+Christian.--Friend, what shall we do? The life that we now lead
+is worse than death. For my part I know not which is best, to
+live thus, or to die at our own hand, as I feel that the grave
+would be less sad to me than this cell. Shall we let Giant
+Despair rule us?
+
+Hopeful.--In good truth our case is a sad one, and to die would
+be more sweet to me than to live here; yet let us bear in mind
+that the Lord of that land to which we go hath said: 'Thou shalt
+not kill.' And by this act we kill our souls as well. My friend
+Christian, you talk of ease in the grave, but can a man go to
+bliss who takes his own life? All the law is not in the hands of
+Giant Despair. Who knows but that God, who made the world, may
+cause him to die, or lose the use of his limbs as he did at
+first. I have made up my mind to pluck up the heart of a man, and
+to try to get out of this strait. Fool that I was not to do so
+when first he came to the cell. But let us not put an end to our
+own lives, for a good time may come yet.
+
+By these words did Hopeful change the tone of Christian's mind.
+
+Well, at night the Giant went down to the cell to see if life was
+still in them, and in good truth that life was in them was all
+that could be said, for from their wounds and want of food they
+did no more than just breathe. When Giant Despair found they were
+not dead, he fell in a great rage, and said that it should be
+worse with them if they had not been born. At this they shook
+with fear, and Christian fell down in a swoon; but when he came
+to, Hopeful said: My friend, call to mind how strong in faith you
+have been till now. Say, could Apollyon hurt you, or all that you
+heard, or saw, or felt in the Valley of the Shadow of Death? Look
+at the fears, the griefs, the woes that you have gone through.
+And now to be cast down! I, too, am in this cell, far more weak a
+man than you, and Giant Despair dealt his blows at me as well as
+you, and keeps me from food and light. Let us both (if but to
+shun the shame) bear up as well as we can.
+
+When night came on, the wife of Giant Despair said to him: Well,
+will the two men yield?
+
+To which he said: No; they choose to stand firm, and will not put
+an end to their lives.
+
+Then said Mrs. Diffidence: At dawn of day take them to the yard,
+and show them the graves where all those whom you have put to
+death have been thrown, and make use of threats this time.
+
+So Giant Despair took them to this place, and said: In ten days
+time you shall be thrown in here if you do not yield. Go; get you
+down to your den once more. With that he beat them all the way
+back, and there they lay the whole day in a sad plight.
+
+Now, when night was come, Mrs. Diffidence said to Giant Despair:
+I fear much that these men live on in hopes to pick the lock of
+the cell and get free.
+
+Dost thou say so, my dear? quoth Giant Despair to his wife; then
+at sun rise I will search them.
+
+Now, on that night, as Christian and Hopeful lay in the den, they
+fell on their knees to pray, and knelt till the day broke; when
+Christian gave a start, and said: Fool that I am thus to lie in
+this dark den when I might walk at large! I have a key in my
+pouch, the name of which is Promise, that, I feel sure, will turn
+the lock of all the doors in Doubting Castle.
+
+Then said Hopeful: That is good news; pluck it from thy breast,
+and let us try it.
+
+So Christian put it in the lock, when the bolt sprang back, the
+door flew wide, and Christian and Hopeful both came out. When
+they got to the yard door the key did just as well; but the lock
+of the last strong gate of Doubting Castle went hard, yet it did
+turn at last, though the hinge gave so loud a creak that it woke
+up Giant Despair, who rose to seek for the two men. But just then
+he felt his limbs fail, for a fit came on him, so that he could
+by no means reach their cell. Christian and Hopeful now fled back
+to the high way, and were safe out of his grounds. When they sat
+down to rest on a stile, they said they would warn those who
+might chance to come on this road. So they cut these words on a
+post: This is the way to Doubting Castle, which is kept by Giant
+Despair, who loves not the King of the Celestial Country, and
+seeks to kill all who would go there.
+
+Then they came to The Delectable Mountains, which the Lord of the
+Hill owns. Here they saw fruit trees, vines, shrubs, woods, and
+streams, and drank and ate of the grapes. Now there were men at
+the tops of these hills who kept watch on their flocks, and as
+they stood by the high way, Christian and Hopeful leant on their
+staves to rest, while thus they spoke to the men: Who owns these
+Delectable Mountains, and whose are the sheep that feed on them?
+
+Men.--These hills are Immanuel's, and the sheep are His too, and
+He laid down his life for them.
+
+Christian.--Is this the way to The Celestial City?
+
+Men.--You are in the right road.
+
+Christian.--How far is it?
+
+Men.--Too far for all but those that shall get there, in good
+truth.
+
+Christian.--Is the way safe?
+
+Men.--Safe for those for whom it is to be safe; but the men of
+sin shall fall there.
+
+Christian.--Is there a place of rest here for those that faint on
+the road?
+
+Men.--The Lord of these Hills gave us a charge to help those that
+came here, should they be known to us or not; so all the good
+things of the place are yours.
+
+I then saw in my dream that the men said: Whence come you, and by
+what means have you got so far? For but few of those that set out
+come here to show their face on these hills.
+
+So when Christian and Hopeful told their tale, the men cast a
+kind glance at them, and said: With joy we greet you on The
+Delectable Mountains!
+
+Their names were Knowledge, Experience, Watchful, and Sincere,
+and they led Christian and Hopeful by the hand to their tents,
+and bade them eat of that which was there, and they soon went to
+their rest for the night.
+
+When the morn broke, the men woke up Christian and Hopeful, and
+took them to a spot whence they saw a bright view on all sides.
+Then they went with them to the top of a high hill, the name of
+which was Error; it was steep on the far off side, and they bade
+them look down to the foot of it. So Christian and Hopeful cast
+their eyes down, and saw there some men who had lost their lives
+by a fall from the top; men who had been made to err, for they
+had put their trust in false guides.
+
+Have you not heard of them? said the men.
+
+Christian.--Yes, I have.
+
+Men.--These are they, and to this day they have not been put in a
+tomb, but are left here to warn men to take good heed how they
+come too near the brink of this hill.
+
+Then I saw that they had led them to the top of Mount Caution,
+and bade them look far off. From that stile, said they, there
+goes a path to Doubting Castle, which is kept by Giant Despair,
+and the men whom you see there came as you do now, till they got
+up to that stile; and, as the right way was rough to walk in,
+they chose to go through a field, and there Giant Despair took
+them, and shut them up in Doubting Castle, where they were kept
+in a den for a while, till he at last sent them out quite blind,
+and there they are still. At this Christian gave a look at
+Hopeful, and they both burst out with sobs and tears, but yet
+said not a word.
+
+Then the four men took them up a high hill, the name of which was
+Clear, that they might see the gates of The Celestial City, with
+the aid of a glass to look through, but their hands shook, so
+they could not see well.
+
+When Christian and Hopeful thought they would move on, one of the
+men gave them a note of the way, and the next (Experience by
+name) bade them take heed that they slept not on The Enchanted
+Ground, and the fourth bade them God Speed. Now it was that I
+woke from my dream.
+
+Then I slept, and dreamt once more, and saw Christian and Hopeful
+go down near the foot of these hills, where lies the land of
+Conceit, which joins the way to Mount Zion, by a small lane. Here
+they met a brisk lad, whose name was Ignorance, to whom Christian
+said: Whence come you, and to what place do you go?
+
+Ignorance.--Sir, I was born in the land that lies off there on
+the left, and I wish to go to The Celestial City.
+
+Christian.--How do you think to get in at the gate?
+
+Ignorance.--Just as the rest of the world do.
+
+Christian.--But what have you to show at that gate to pass you
+through it?
+
+Ignorance.--I know my Lord's will, and I have led a good life; I
+pay for all that I have, I give tithes, and give alms, and have
+left my own land for that to which I now go.
+
+Christian.--But you came not in at the gate that is at the head
+of this way, you came in through a small lane; so that I fear,
+though you may think well of all you have done, that when the
+time shall come, you will have this laid to your charge, that you
+are a thief and so you will not get in.
+
+Ignorance.--Well, since I know you not; you keep to your own
+creed, and I will keep to mine, and I hope all will be well. And
+as for the gate that you talk of, all the world knows that it is
+far from our land, and I do not think that there is a man in all
+our parts who does so much as know the way to it, and I see not
+what need there is that he should, since we have, as you see, a
+fine green lane at the next turn that comes down from our part of
+the world.
+
+Christian said in a low tone of voice to Hopeful: There is more
+hope of a fool than of him.
+
+Hopeful.--Let us pass on if you will, and talk to him by and by,
+when, may be, he can bear it.
+
+So they went on, and Ignorance trod in their steps a short way
+from them, till they saw a road branch off from the one they were
+in, and they knew not which of the two to take.
+
+As they stood to think of it, a man whose skin was black, but who
+was clad in a white robe, came to them and said: Why do you stand
+here? They told him that they were on their way to The Celestial
+City, but knew not which of the two roads to take.
+
+Come with me, then, said the man, for it is there that I mean to
+go.
+
+So they went with him, though it was clear that the road must
+have made a bend, for they found they would soon turn their backs
+on The Celestial City.
+
+Ere long, Christian and Hopeful were both caught in a net, and
+knew not what to do; and with that the white robe fell off the
+black man's back.
+
+Then they saw where they were. So there they sat down and wept.
+
+Christian.--Did not one of the four men who kept guard on their
+sheep tell us to take heed lest Flatterer should spread a net for
+out feet?
+
+Hopeful.--Those men, too, gave us a note of the way, but we have
+not read it, and so have not kept in the right path. Thus they
+lay in the net to weep and wail.
+
+At last they saw a Bright One come up to them with a whip of fine
+cord in his hand, who said: What do you here? Whence come you?
+
+They told him that their wish was to go to Zion, but that they
+had been led out of the way by a black man with a white cloak on,
+who, as he was bound for the same place, said he would show them
+the road.
+
+Then said he: It is Flatterer, a false man, who has put on the
+garb of a Bright One for a time.
+
+So he rent the net and let the men out. Then he bade them come
+with him, that he might set them on the right way once more. He
+said: Where were you last night?
+
+Quoth they: With the men who kept watch of their sheep on The
+Delectable Mountains.
+
+Then he said: But when you were at a stand why did you not read
+your note?
+
+They told him they had not thought of it.
+
+Now I saw in my dream that he bade them lie down, and whipt them
+sore, to teach them the good way in which they should walk; and
+he said: Those whom I love I serve thus.
+
+So they gave him thanks for what he had taught them, and went on
+the right way up the hill with a song of joy.
+
+At length they came to a land the air of which made men sleep,
+and here the lids of Hopeful's eyes dropped, and he said: Let us
+lie down here and take a nap.
+
+Christian.--By no means, lest if we sleep we wake no more.
+
+Hopeful.--Nay, friend Christian, sleep is sweet to the man who
+has spent the day in toil.
+
+Christian.--Do you not call to mind that one of the men who kept
+watch of the sheep bade us take care of The Enchanted Ground? He
+meant by that that we should take heed not to sleep; so let us
+not sleep, but watch.
+
+Hopeful.--I see I am in fault.
+
+Christian.--Now then, to keep sleep from our eyes I will ask you,
+as we go, to tell me how you came at first to do as you do now?
+
+Hopeful.--Do you mean how came I first to look to the good of my
+soul?
+
+Christian.--Yes.
+
+Hopeful.--For a long time the things that were seen and sold at
+Vanity Fair were a great joy to me.
+
+Christian.--What things do you speak of?
+
+Hopeful.--All the good of this life; such as lies, oaths, drink;
+in a word, love of self and all that tend to kill the soul. But I
+heard from you and Faithful that the end of these things is
+death.
+
+Thus did they talk as they went on their way.
+
+But I saw in my dream that by this time Christian and Hopeful had
+got through The Enchanted Ground and had come to the land of
+Beulah, where the air is sweet; and as their way lay through this
+land, they made no haste to quit it, for here they heard the
+birds sing all day long, and the sun shone day and night; the
+Valley of Death was on the left, and it was out of the reach of
+Giant Despair; nor could they from this place so much as see
+Doubting Castle.
+
+Now were they in sight of Zion, and here some of the Bright Ones
+came to meet them. Here, too, they heard the voice of those who
+dwelt in Zion, and had a good view of this land of bliss, which
+was built of rare gems of all hues, and the streets were laid
+with gold. So that the rays of light which shone on Christian
+were too bright for him to bear, and he fell sick, and Hopeful
+had a fit of the same kind. So they lay by for a time, and wept,
+for their joy was too much for them.
+
+At length, step by step, they drew near to Zion, and saw that the
+gates were flung back.
+
+A man stood in the way, to whom Christian and Hopeful said: Whose
+vines and crops are these?
+
+He told them they were the king's and were put there to give joy
+to those who should go on the road. So he bade them eat what
+fruit they chose, and took them to see the king's walks; where
+they slept.
+
+Now I saw in my dream that they spoke more in their sleep than
+they had done all the rest of the way, and I could but muse at
+this, but the man said: Why do you muse at it? The juice from the
+grapes of this vine is so sweet as to cause the lips of them that
+sleep to speak.
+
+I then saw that when they woke, they would fain go up to Zion;
+but as I said, the sun threw off such bright rays from The
+Celestial City, which was built of pure gold, that they could
+not, as yet, look on it, save through a glass made for that end.
+
+Now as they went, they met with two men in white robes, and the
+face of each shone bright as the light.
+
+These men said: Whence come you? And when they had been told they
+said: You have but one thing more to do, which is a hard one, and
+then you are in Zion.
+
+Christian and Hopeful did then beg of the two men to go with
+them; which they did. But, said they, It is by your own faith
+that you must gain it.
+
+Now 'twixt them and the gate was a fierce stream which was broad
+and deep; it had no bridge, and the mere sight of it did so stun
+Christian and Hopeful that they could not move.
+
+But the men who went with them said: You can not come to the gate
+but through this stream.
+
+Is there no way but this one to the gate? said poor Christian.
+
+Yes, quoth they, but there have been but two men, to wit, Enoch
+and Elijah who have trod that path since the world was made.
+
+When Christian and Hopeful cast their eyes on the stream once
+more, they felt their hearts sink with fear, and gave a look this
+way and that in much dread of the waves. Yet through it lay the
+way to Zion. Is the stream all of one depth? said Christian. He
+was told that it was not, yet that in that there was no help, for
+he would find the stream more or less deep, as he had faith in
+the King of the place. So they set foot on the stream, but
+Christian gave a loud cry to his good friend Hopeful, and said:
+The waves close round my head, and I sink. Then said Hopeful: Be
+of good cheer; my feet feel the bed of the stream, and it is
+good.
+
+But Christian said: Ah, Hopeful, the pains of death have got hold
+of me; I shall not reach the land that I long for. And with that
+a cloud came on his sight, so that he could not see.
+
+Hopeful had much to do to keep Christian's head out of the
+stream; nay, at times he had quite sunk, and then in a while he
+would rise up half dead.
+
+Then said Hopeful: My friend, all this is sent to try if you will
+call to mind all that God has done for you, and live on Him in
+your heart.
+
+At these words Hopeful saw that Christian was in deep thought; so
+he said to him: Be of good cheer, Christ will make thee whole.
+
+Then Christian broke out with a loud voice: Oh, I see Him, and He
+speaks to me and says, When you pass through the deep streams, I
+will be with you.
+
+And now they both got strength, and the stream was as still as a
+stone, so that Christian felt the bed of it with his feet, and he
+could walk through it. Thus they got to the right bank, where the
+two men in bright robes stood to wait for them, and their clothes
+were left in the stream.
+
+Now you must bear in mind that Zion was on a steep hill, yet did
+Christian and Hopeful go up with ease and great speed, for they
+had these two men to lead them by the arms.
+
+The hill stood in the sky, for the base of it was there. So in
+sweet talk they went up through the air. The Bright Ones told
+them of the bliss of the place, which they said was such as no
+tongues could tell, and that there they would see the Tree of
+Life, and eat of the fruit of it.
+
+When you come there, said they, white robes will be put on you,
+and your talk from day to day shall be with the King for all
+time. There you shall not see such things as you saw on earth, to
+wit, care and want, and woe and death. You now go to be with
+Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob.
+
+Christian and Hopeful.--What must we do there?
+
+They said: You will have rest for all your toil, and joy for all
+your grief. You will reap what you have sown--the fruit of all
+the tears you shed for the King by the way. In that place you
+will wear crowns of gold, and have at all times a sight of Him
+who sits on the throne. There you shall serve Him with love, with
+shouts of joy and with songs of praise.
+
+Now, while they thus drew up to the gate, lo, a host of saints
+came to meet them, to whom the two Bright Ones said: These are
+men who felt love for our Lord when they were in the world, and
+left all for His name; and He sent us to bring them far on their
+way, that they might go in and look on their Lord with joy.
+
+Then the whole host with great shouts came round on all sides (as
+it were to guard them); so that is would seem to Christian and
+Hopeful as if all Zion had come down to meet them.
+
+Now, when Christian and Hopeful went in at the gate a great
+change took place in them, and they were clad in robes that shone
+like gold. There were bright hosts that came with harps and
+crowns, and they said to them: Come, ye, in the joy of the Lord.
+And then I heard all the bells in Zion ring.
+
+Now, just as the gates were flung back for the men to pass in, I
+had a sight of Zion, which shone like the sun; the ground was of
+gold, and those who dwelt there had love in their looks, crowns
+on their heads, and palms in their hands, and with one voice they
+sent forth shouts of praise.
+
+But the gates were now once more shut, and I could but wish that
+I, too, had gone in to share this bliss. Then I woke, and, lo, it
+was a dream.
+
+END OF FIRST PART.
+
+
+
+PART II.
+
+Once more I had a dream, and it was this:--Christiana, the wife
+of Christian, had been on her knees to pray, and as she rose, she
+heard a loud knock at the door. If you come in God's name, said
+she, come in. Then I thought in my dream that a form, clad in
+robes as white as snow, threw back the door, and said, Peace be
+to this house. At a sight so new to her, Christiana at first grew
+pale with fear, but in a short time took heart and told him she
+would fain know whence he came, and why. So he said his name was
+Secret, and that he dwelt with those that are on high. Then said
+her guest: Christiana, here is a note for thee, which I have
+brought from Christian. So she took it, broke the seal, and read
+these words, which were in gold:--"To her who was my dear wife.
+The King would have you do as I have done, for that was the way
+to come to this land, and to dwell with Him in joy." When
+Christiana read this, she shed tears, and said to him who brought
+the note, Sir, will you take me and my sons with you, that we,
+too, may bow down to this king? But he said, Christiana, joy is
+born of grief: care must come first, then bliss. To reach the
+land where I dwell, thou must go through toils, as well as scorn
+and taunts. But take the road that leads up to the field gate
+which stands in the head of the way; and I wish you all good
+speed. I would have thee wear this note in thy breast, that it
+may be read by thee till thou must give it up at the last gate
+that leads to The Celestial City.
+
+Then Christiana spoke to her boys, and said: My sons, I have of
+late been sad at the death of Christian, your dear sire. But I
+feel sure now that it is well with him, and that he dwells in the
+land of life and peace. I have, too, felt deep grief at the
+thoughts of my own state and yours; for we were wrong to let our
+hearts grow cold, and turn a deaf ear to him in the time of his
+woe, and hold back from him when he fled from this City of
+Destruction.
+
+The thought of these things would kill me, were it not for a
+dream which I had last night, and for what a guest who came here
+at dawn has told me. So come, my dear ones, let us make our way
+at once to the gate that leads to The Celestial City, that we may
+see your sire and be there with him and his friends.
+
+Then her first two sons burst out in tears of joy that
+Christiana's heart was set that way.
+
+Now while they put all things right to go, two friends of
+Christiana's came up to her house, and gave a knock at the door.
+To them she said, If you come in God's name, come in. This mode
+of speech from the lips of Christiana struck them as strange. Yet
+they came in, and said, Pray what do you mean by this?
+
+I mean to leave my home, said she to Mrs. Timorous--for that was
+the name of one of these friends.
+
+Timorous:--To what end, pray tell me?
+
+Christiana:--To go to my dear Christian. And with that she wept.
+
+Timorous:--Nay, can it be so? Who or what has brought you to
+this state of mind?
+
+Christiana:--Oh, my friend, if you did but know as much as I do,
+I doubt not that you would be glad to go with me.
+
+Timorous:--Pray what new lore have you got hold of that draws
+your mind from your friends, and tempts you to go no one knows
+where?
+
+Christiana:--I dreamt last night that I saw Christian. Oh, that
+my soul were with him now! The Prince of the place has sent for
+me, through one who came to me at sun rise, and brought this note
+to bid me go there; read it, I pray you.
+
+Timorous:--Ah, how mad to run such risks! You have heard, I am
+sure, from our friend Obstinate, what Christian met with on the
+way, for he went with him; yea, and Pliable, too, till they, like
+wise men, came back through fear. You heard how he met with the
+beasts of prey and Apollyon, what he saw in the Valley of the
+Shadow of Death, and more still that makes my hair stand on end
+to hear of; think, too, of these four sweet boys who are your own
+flesh and bone; and, though you should be so rash as to wish to
+go, yet for their sale, I pray you keep at home.
+
+But Christiana said: Tempt me not. I have now a chance put in my
+hand to get gain, and in truth I should be a fool if I had not
+the heart to grasp it. And these toils and snares that you tell
+me of shall not keep me back; no, they serve but to show me that
+I am in the right. Care must first be felt, then joy. So since
+you came not to my house in God's name, as I said, I pray you to
+be gone, and tempt me no more.
+
+Then Timorous said to Mercy (who had come with her): Let us leave
+her in her own hands, since she scorns all that I say.
+
+But Mercy thought that if her friend Christiana must be gone, she
+would go part of the way with her to help her. She took some
+thought, too, of her own soul, for what Christiana had said had
+laid hold on her mind, and she felt she must have some talk with
+this friend; and if she found that truth and life were in her
+words, she would join her with all her heart.
+
+So Mercy said to Timorous: I came with you to see Christiana, and
+since on this day she takes leave of the town, I think the least
+I can do would be to walk a short way with her to help her on.
+But the rest she kept from Timorous.
+
+Timorous:--Well, I see you have a mind to play the fool, too;
+but take heed in good time, and be wise.
+
+So Mrs. Timorous went to her own house; and Christiana, with her
+four boys and Mercy, went on their way.
+
+Mercy, said Christiana, I take this as a great boon that you
+should set foot out of doors to start me on my way.
+
+Then said young Mercy (for she was quite young): If I thought it
+would be good to join you, I would not go back at all to the
+town.
+
+Christiana:--Well, Mercy, cast your lot in with mine; I know
+what will be the end of our toils. Christian is where he would
+not fail to be for all the gold in the mines of Spain. Nor shall
+you be sent back, though there be no one but I to ask it for you;
+for the King who has sent for me and my boys is One who turns not
+from those who seek Him. If you like I will hire you, and you
+shall go as my maid, and yet shall share all things with me, so
+that you do but go.
+
+Mercy:--But how do I know that I shall be let in? If I thought I
+should have help from Him from whom all help comes, I would make
+no pause, but would go at once, let the way be as rough as it
+might.
+
+Christiana:--Well, Mercy, I will tell you what I would have you
+do. Go with me as far as to the field gate, and there I will ask;
+and if no hopes should be held out to you by Him who keeps the
+gate, you can but go back to your home.
+
+Mercy: Well, I will go with you, and the Lord grant that my lot
+may be cast to dwell in the land for which my heart yearns.
+
+Christiana then felt glad that she had a friend to join her, and
+that her friend should have so great a care for her soul.
+
+So they went on their way; but the face of Mercy wore so sad a
+mien that Christiana said to her, What ails you? Why do you weep?
+
+Mercy:--Oh, who could but weep to think of the state of my poor
+friends near and dear to me, in our had town?
+
+Christiana:--You feel for your friends as my good Christian did
+for me when he left me, for it went to his heart to find that I
+would not see these things in the same light as he did. And now,
+you, I, and these dear boys, reap the fruits of all his woes. I
+hope, Mercy, these tears of yours will not be shed in vain, for
+He who could not lie, has said that they who sow in tears shall
+reap in joy.
+
+Now when Christiana came up to the Slough Of Despond, she and her
+sons made a stand, and Christiana told them that this was the
+place in which her dear Christian fell. But Mercy said, Come, let
+us try; all we have to do is to keep the steps well in view. Yet
+Christiana made a slip or two in the mud; but at last they got
+through the slough, and then they heard a voice say to them:
+Blest is she who hath faith, for those things which were told her
+of the Lord shall come to pass.
+
+So now they went on once more, and Mercy said, Had I as good
+grounds to hope to get in at the gate as you have, I think no
+Slough Of Despond would keep me back.
+
+Well, said Christiana, you know your sore, and I know mine, and
+hard toil will it be for both of us to get to the end of the way;
+for how can we think that they who set out on a scheme of so much
+bliss, should steer clear of frights and fears on their way to
+that bright bourn which it is their aim to reach?
+
+When they came to the gate, it took them some time to make out a
+plan of what they should say to Him who stood there; and as Mercy
+was not so old as her friend, she said that it must rest with
+Christiana to speak for all of them. So, she gave a knock, and
+then (like Christian) two more; but no one came.
+
+Now they heard the fierce bark of a dog, which made them shake
+with fear, nor did they dare for a while to knock a third time,
+lest the dog should fly at them. So they were put to their wits'
+end to know what to do: to knock they did not dare, for fear of
+the dog; to go back they did not dare, lest He who kept the gate
+should see them as they went, and might not like it. At last they
+gave a knock four times as loud as the first.
+
+Then He who stood at the gate said, Who is there? The dog was
+heard to bark no more, and the gate swung wide for them to come
+in.
+
+Christiana sank on her knees, and said, Let not our Lord be wroth
+that we have made this loud noise at His gate.
+
+At this He said: Whence come you, and what is it that you would
+have?
+
+Quoth Christiana: We are come from the town whence Christian
+came, to beg to be let in at this gate, that we may go on our way
+to The Celestial City. I was once the wife of Christian, who now
+is in the land of bliss.
+
+With that, He who kept the gate threw up His arms and said, What!
+is she on her road to The Celestial City who, but a short time
+since, did hate the life of that place?
+
+Then Christiana bent her head, and said, Yes, and so are these,
+my dear sons. So He took her by the hand and led her in; and when
+her four sons had gone through, He shut the gate. This done, He
+said to a man hard by, Sound the horn for joy.
+
+But now that Christiana was safe through the gate with her boys,
+she thought it time to speak a word for Mercy, so she said, My
+Lord, I have a friend who stands at the gate, who has come here
+with the same trust that I did; one whose heart is sad to think
+that she comes, it may be, when she is not sent for; while I had
+word from Christian's King to come.
+
+The time did so lag with poor Mercy while she stood to be let in,
+that though it was but a short space, yet through fear and doubt
+did it seem to her like an hour at least; and Christiana could
+not say more for Mercy to Him who kept the gate for the knocks,
+which came so fast, and were at last so loud that they made
+Christiana start.
+
+Then He said, Who is there?
+
+Quoth Christiana: It is my friend.
+
+So He threw back the gate to look out, but Mercy was in a swoon,
+from the fear that she should not be let in.
+
+Then He took her by the hand and said, Fear not; stand firm on
+thy feet, and tell me whence thou art come, and for what end?
+
+Mercy:--I do not come as my friend Christiana does, for I was
+not sent for by the King, and I fear I am too bold. Yet if there
+is grace to share, I pray Thee let me share it.
+
+Then He took her once more by the hand and led her in, and said,
+All may come in who put their trust in me, let the means be what
+they may that brought them here.
+
+Then He told those that stood by to bring her some myrrh, and in
+a while she got well.
+
+Now I saw in my dream that he spoke good words to Mercy,
+Christiana, and her boys, so as to make glad their hearts. And He
+took them up to the top of the gate, where He left them for a
+while, and Christiana said: Oh my dear friend, how glad am I that
+we have all got in!
+
+Mercy:--So you may well be; but most of all have I cause for
+joy.
+
+Christiana:--I thought at one time as I stood at the gate, and
+none came to me, that all our pains had been lost.
+
+Mercy:--But my worst fears came when I saw Him who kept the gate
+grant you your wish, and take no heed of me. And this brought to
+my mind the two who ground at the same mill, and how I was the
+one who was left; and I found it hard not to cry out, I am lost!
+I am lost!
+
+Christiana:--I thought you would have come in by rude force.
+
+Mercy:--Ah me! You saw that the door was shut on me, and that a
+fierce hound was not far off. Who, with so faint a heart as mine,
+would not give loud knocks with all her might? But, pray, what
+said my Lord at this rude noise? Was He not wroth with me?
+
+Christiana:--When He heard your loud thumps at the door He gave
+a smile; and to my mind, what you did would seem to please Him
+well. But it is hard to guess why He keeps such a dog. Had I
+known of it, I fear I should not have had the wish to come. But
+now we are in, we are safe; and I am glad with all my heart.
+
+One of Christiana's boys said: Pray ask to have a chain put on
+the dog, for it will bite us when we go hence.
+
+Then He who kept the gate came down to them once more, and Mercy
+fell with her face to the ground, and said, Oh, let me bless and
+praise the Lord with my lips!
+
+So He said to her, Peace be to thee; stand up.
+
+But she would not rise till she had heard from Him why He kept so
+fierce a dog in the yard. He told her He did not own the dog, but
+that it was shut up in the grounds of one who dwelt near. In
+truth, said He, it is kept from no good will to me or mine, but
+to cause those who come here to turn back from my gate by the
+sound of its voice. But hadst thou known more of me thou wouldst
+not have felt fear of a dog. The poor man who goes from door to
+door will, for the sake of alms, run the risk of a bite from a
+cur; and shall a dog keep thee from me?
+
+Mercy:--I spoke of what I knew not; but, Lord, I know that Thou
+dost all things well.
+
+Then Christiana rose as if she would go on her way. So He fed
+them, and set them in the right path, as He had done to
+Christian. And as they went, Christiana sang a hymn: "We turn our
+tears to joy, and our fears to faith."
+
+They had not gone far when they saw some fruit trees, the boughs
+of which hung from the top of a wall that was built around the
+grounds of him who kept the fierce hound, and at times those that
+came that way would eat them to their cost. So as they were ripe,
+Christiana's boys threw them down and ate some of them; though
+Christiana chid them for it, and said, That fruit is not ours.
+But she knew not then whose it was. Still the boys would eat of
+it.
+
+Now when they had gone but a bow shot from the place, they saw
+two men, who with bold looks came fast down the hill to meet
+them. With that, Christiana and her friend Mercy, drew down their
+veils, and so kept on their way, and the boys went on first. Then
+the men came up to them, but Christiana said: Stand back, or go
+by in peace, as you should. Yet they took no more heed of her
+words than if they had been deaf.
+
+Christiana, who did not like their looks, said, We are in haste,
+and can not stay; our work is a work of life and death. With that
+she and the rest made a fresh move to pass, but the men would not
+let them. So with one voice they all set up a loud cry. Now, as
+they were not far from the held gate, they were heard from that
+place, and some of those in the lodge came out in haste to catch
+these bad men; when they soon leapt the wall, and got safe to the
+grounds where the dog was kept.
+
+Reliever:--How was it that when you were at the gate you did not
+ask Him who stood there to take you on your way, and guard you
+from harm? Had you done so you would not have gone through these
+frights, for He would have been sure to grant you your wish.
+
+Christiana:--Ah, Sir, the joy we felt when we were let in, drove
+from our thoughts all fears to come. And how could we think that
+such had men could lurk in such a place as that? True, it would
+have been well for us if we had thought to ash Him; but since our
+Lord knew it would he for our good, how came it to pass that He
+did not send some one with us?
+
+Reliever:--You did not ask. When the want of a thing is felt,
+that which we wish for is worth all the more.
+
+Christiana:--Shall we go back to my Lord and tell Him we wish we
+had been more wise, and ask for a guard?
+
+Reliever:--Go back you need not, for in no place where you go
+will you find a want at all.
+
+When he had said this he took his leave, and the rest went on
+their way.
+
+Mercy:--What a blank is here! I made sure we had been past all
+risk, and that we should see no more care.
+
+Christiana:--Your youth may plead for you, my friend, and screen
+you from blame; but as for me, my fault is so much the worse in
+so far as I knew what would take place ere I came out of my door.
+Mercy:--But how could you know this ere you set out?
+
+Christiana:--Why, I will tell you. One night as I lay in bed, I
+had a dream, in which I saw the whole scene as it took place just
+now.
+
+By this time Christiana, Mercy and the four boys had come to the
+house of Interpreter. Now when they drew near to the door they
+heard the sound of Christiana's name; for the news of her flight
+had made a great stir; but they knew not that she stood at the
+door. At last she gave a knock, as she had done at the gate, when
+there came to the door a young maid, Innocent by name.
+
+Innocent:--With whom would you speak in this place?
+
+Christiana:--As we heard that this is a place of rest for those
+that go by the way, we pray that we may be let in, for the day,
+as you see, is far spent, and we are loth to go on by night.
+
+Innocent:--Pray what is your name, that I may tell it to my
+Lord?
+
+Christiana:--My name is Christiana; I was the wife of Christian,
+who some time since came by this way, and these are his four
+sons.
+
+Innocent then ran in and said to those there, Can you guess who
+is at the door? There are Christiana, her boys and her friend!
+
+So they leapt for joy, and went to tell it to their Lord, who
+came to the door and said, Art thou that Christiana whom
+Christian left in the town of Destruction, when he set out for
+The Celestial City?
+
+Christiana:--I am she, and my heart was so hard as to slight his
+woes, and leave him to make his way as he could; and these are
+his four sons. But I, too, am come, for I feel sure that no way
+is right but this.
+
+Interpreter:--But why do you stand at the door? Come in; it was
+but just now that we spoke of you, for we heard that you were on
+your way. Come, my dear boys, come in; come, my sweet maid, come
+in. So he took them to the house, and bade them sit down and
+rest. All in the house wore a smile of joy to think that
+Christiana was on her way to The Celestial City, and they were
+glad to see the young ones walk in God's ways, and gave them a
+kind of clasp of the hand to show their good will. They said soft
+words, too, to Mercy, and bade them all be at their ease. To fill
+up the time till they could sup, Interpreter took them to see all
+those things that had been shown to Christian. This done, they
+were led to a room in which stood a man with a prong in his hand,
+who could look no way but down on the ground; and there stood one
+with a crown in his hand, which he said he would give him for his
+prong; yet the first man did not look up, but went on to rake the
+straws, dust, and stocks which lay on the floor.
+
+Then said Christiana: I think I know what this means. It is a
+sketch of a man of this world, is it not, good Sir?
+
+Interpreter:--Thou art right, and his prong shows that his mind
+is of the earth, and that he thinks life in the next world is a
+mere song; take note that he does not so much as look up; and
+straws, sticks, and dust, with most, are the great things to live
+for.
+
+At that Christiana and Mercy wept, and said, Ah, yes, it is too
+true!
+
+Interpreter then took them to a room where were a hen and her
+chicks, and bade them look well at them for a while. So one of
+the chicks went to the trough to drink, and each time she drank
+would she lift up her head and her eyes to the sky.
+
+See, said he, what this bird does, and learn of her to know
+whence all good comes, and to give to the Lord who dwells on
+high, the praise and thanks for it. Look once more, and see all
+the ways that the hen has with her young brood. There is her call
+that goes on all day long; and there is her call that comes but
+now and then; she has a third call to shield them with her wings;
+and her fourth is a loud cry, which she gives when she spies a
+foe. Now, said he, set her ways by the side of your King's, and
+the ways of these chicks by the side of those who love to do His
+will, and then you will see what I mean. For He has a way to walk
+in with His saints. By the call that comes all day He gives
+nought; by a call that is rare He is sure to have some good to
+give; then there is a call, too, for those that would come to His
+wings, which He spreads out to shield them; and He has a cry to
+warn men from those who might hurt their souls. I choose scenes
+from real life, as they are not too hard for you to grasp, when I
+fit them to your own case; and it is the love I have for your
+souls that prompts me to show you these things.
+
+Christiana:--Pray let us see some more.
+
+Interpreter then took them to his field, which was sown with
+wheat and corn; but when they came to look, the ears were cut
+off, and there was nought but the straw left.
+
+Interpreter:--What shall we do with the crop?
+
+Christiana:--Burn some, and use the rest to dress the ground
+with.
+
+Interpreter:--Fruit, you see, is the thing you look for, and for
+want of that you cast off the whole crop. Take heed that in this
+you do not seal your own doom; for by fruit I mean works.
+
+Now when they came back to the house the meal was not yet spread,
+so did Christiana beg of Interpreter to show or tell them some
+more things.
+
+Interpreter:--So much the more strong a man's health is, so much
+the more prone is he to sin. The more fat the sow is, the more
+she loves the mire. It is not so hard to sit up a night or two,
+as to watch for a whole year; just as it is not so hard to start
+well as it is to hold out to the end. One leak will sink a ship,
+and one sin will kill a man's soul. If a man would live well, let
+him keep his last day in mind.
+
+Now when Christiana, Mercy and the boys bad all had a good
+night's rest, they rose with the sun, and made a move to leave;
+but Interpreter told them to wait a while. For, said he, you must
+go hence in due form, such is the rule of the house.
+
+Then he told Innocent to take them to the bath, and there wash
+the dust from them. This done, they came forth fresh and strong,
+and as Interpreter said, Fair as the moon.
+
+Next he told those near him to bring the seal, and when it was
+brought he set his mark on them that they might be known in each
+place where they went.
+
+Then said Interpreter: Bring vests for them. And they were clad
+in robes as white as snow, so that it made each start to see the
+rest shine with so bright a light.
+
+Interpreter then sent for one of his men whose name was
+Great-heart, and bade that he should be clad in a coat of mail,
+with sword and shield, and that he should take them to a house,
+the name of which was Beautiful, where they would rest.
+
+Then Interpreter took his leave of them, with a good wish for
+each. So they went on their way, and thus they sang:--
+
+"O move me, Lord, to watch and pray,
+From sin my heart to clear;
+To take my cross up day by day,
+And serve the Lord with fear."
+
+They next came to the place where Christian's load had been lost
+in the tomb. Here they made a pause, and gave thanks to Him who
+laid down His life to save theirs. So now they went up the hill,
+which was so steep that the toil made Christiana pant for breath.
+
+How can we doubt, said she, that they who love rest more than
+their souls would choose some way on which they could go with
+more ease than this?
+
+Then Mercy said, Come what may, I must rest for a while.
+
+And James, who was the least of the boys, gave way to tears.
+
+Come, Come! said Great-heart, sit not down here; for there is a
+seat near us put there by the Prince. With this he took the young
+child by the hand, and led him to it; and they were all glad to
+sit down, and to be out of the heat of the sun's rays.
+
+Then said Mercy: How sweet is rest to them that work! And how
+good is the Prince to place this seat here that such as we may
+rest! Of this spot I have heard much, but let us take heed that
+we sleep not, for that once cost poor Christian dear.
+
+Then said Mr. Great-heart: Well, my brave boys, how do you do?
+What think you of this hill?
+
+Sir, said James, this hill beats me out of heart! And I see now
+that what I have been told is true; the land of bliss is up
+steps; but still, Sir, it is worse to go down hill to death than
+up hill to life.
+
+You are a good boy, said Great-heart.
+
+At this Mercy could but smile, and it made James blush.
+
+Christiana:--Come, will you not drink of this flask, and eat
+some fruit, while we sit here to rest? For Mr. Interpreter put
+these in my hand as I came out of his door.
+
+Now when they had sat there a while, their guide said to them:
+The day runs on, and if you think well of it, let us now go on
+our way.
+
+So they all set out, the boys first, then the rest; but they had
+not gone far when Christiana found she had left the flask, so she
+sent James back to fetch it.
+
+Mercy:--I think this is the place where Christian lost his
+scroll. How was this, Sir?
+
+Great-heart:--We may trace it to two things; one is sleep, and
+one is that you cease to think of that which you cease to want;
+and when you lose sight of a boon you lose sight of Him who
+grants it, and the joy of it will end in tears.
+
+By and by they came to a small mound with a post on it, where
+these words were cut, Let him who sees this post take heed of his
+heart and his tongue that they be not false. Then they went on
+till they came up to two large beasts of prey.
+
+Now Great-heart was a strong man, so he had no fear; but their
+fierce looks made the boys start, and they all clung round
+Great-heart.
+
+How now, my boys! You march on first, as brave as can be, when
+there is no cause for fear; but when a test of your strength
+comes, you shrink.
+
+Now when Great-heart drew his sword to force a way, there came up
+one Giant Grim, who said in a gruff voice, What right have you to
+come here?
+
+Great-heart:--These folk are on their way to The Celestial City,
+and this is the road they shall go, in spite of thee and the wild
+beasts.
+
+Grim:--This is not their way, nor shall they go on it. I am come
+forth to stop them, and to that end will back the wild beasts.
+
+Now, to say the truth, so fierce were these beasts, and so grim
+the looks of them that the road was grown with weeds and grass
+from want of use. And still Grim bade them turn, For, said he,
+you shall not pass.
+
+But their guide came up, and struck so hard at him with his sword
+as to force him to fall back.
+
+Giant Grim:--Will you slay me on my own ground?
+
+Great-heart:--It is the King's high way on which we stand, and
+in His way it is that you have put these beasts. But these, who
+are in my charge, though weak, shall hold on in spite of all. And
+with that he dealt him a blow that brought him to the ground; so
+Giant Grim was slain.
+
+Then Great-heart said, Come now with me, and you shall take no
+harm from the two beasts. So they went by, but shook from head to
+foot at the mere sight of their teeth and claws.
+
+At length they came in sight of the lodge, to which they soon
+went up, but made the more haste to get there as it grew dusk. So
+when they were come to the gate the guide gave a knock, and the
+man at the lodge said in a loud voice, Who is there?
+
+Great-heart:--It is I
+
+Mr. Watchful:--How now, Mr. Great-heart? What has brought you
+here at so late an hour? Then Great-heart told him that he had
+come with some friends on their way to Zion.
+
+Mr. Watchful:--Will you go in and stay till the day dawns?
+
+Great-heart:--No, I will go back to my Lord to night.
+
+Christiana:--Ah, Sir, I know not how we can part with you, for
+it is to your stout heart that we owe our lives. You have fought
+for us, you have taught us what is right, and your faith and your
+love have known no bounds.
+
+Mercy:--O that we could have you for our guide all the rest of
+the way! For how can such weak folk as we are hold out in a path
+fraught with toils and snares, if we have no friends to take us?
+
+James:--Pray, Sir, keep with us and help us, when the way we go
+is so hard to find.
+
+Great-heart:--As my Lord wills, so must I do; if He send me to
+join you once more, I shall be glad to wait on you. But it was
+here that you were in fault at first, for when He bade me come
+thus far with you, if you had said, We beg of you to let him go
+quite through with us, He would have let me do so. But now I must
+go back; and so good Christiana, Mercy and my dear boys, fare ye
+all well.
+
+Then did Watchful, who kept the lodge, ask Christiana whence she
+had come and who her friends were.
+
+Christiana:--I come from The City of Destruction, and I was the
+wife of one Christian, who is dead.
+
+Then Watchful rang the hell, as at such times he is wont, and
+there came to the door a maid, to whom he said: Go, make it known
+that Christiana, the wife of Christian, and her four boys are
+come on their way to The Celestial City. .
+
+So she went in and told all this. And, oh, what shouts of joy
+were sent forth when those words fell from her mouth! So all came
+with haste to Watchful; for Christiana still stood at the door.
+
+Some of the most grave said to her, Christiana, come in, thou
+wife of that good man, come in, thou blest one, come in, with all
+that are with thee.
+
+So she went in, and the rest with her. They then bade them sit
+down in a large room, where the chief of the house came to see
+them and to cheer his guests. Then he gave each of them a kiss.
+But as it was late, and Christiana and the rest were faint with
+the great fright they had had, they would fain have gone to rest.
+
+Nay, said those of the house, take first some meat; for as
+Watchful had heard that they were on their way, a lamb had been
+slain for them When the meal had come to an end, and they had
+sung a psalm, Christiana said, If we may be so bold as to choose,
+let us be in that room which was Christian's when he was here.
+
+So they took them there, but ere she went to sleep, Christiana
+said, I did not think when my poor Christian set off with his
+load on his back that I should do the same thing.
+
+Mercy:--No, nor did you think then that you should rest in the
+same room as he had done.
+
+Christiana:--And less still to see his dear face once more who
+was dead and gone, and to praise the Lord the King with him; and
+yet now I think I shall.
+
+Mercy:--Do you not hear a noise?
+
+Christiana:--Hark! as far as I can make out, the sounds we hear
+come from the lute, the pipe, and the horn.
+
+Mercy:--Sweet sounds in the house, sweet sounds in the air,
+sweet sounds in the heart, for joy that we are here.
+
+Thus did Christiana and Mercy chat, and they, then slept.
+
+Now at dawn when they woke up, Christiana said to Mercy: What was
+it that made you laugh in your sleep last night? Were you in a
+dream?
+
+Mercy:--Yes, and a sweet dream it was. But are you sure that I
+did laugh?
+
+Christiana:--Yes, you gave a laugh as if from your heart of
+hearts. Do pray, Mercy, tell it to me.
+
+Mercy:--I dreamt that I lay in some lone wood to weep and wail,
+for that my heart should be so hard a one. Now I had not been
+there long when I thought there were some who had come to hear me
+speak in my sleep; but I went on with my moans. At this they said
+with a laugh that I was a fool. Then I saw a Bright One with
+wings come up to me, who said, Mercy, what ails you? And when he
+heard the cause Of my grief, he said, Peace be to thee. He then
+came up to wipe off my tears and had me clad in robes of gold,
+and put a chain on my neck, and a crown on my head. Then he took
+me by the hand and said, Mercy, come this way. So he went up with
+me till we came to a gate, at which he gave a knock and then he
+took me to a throne on which one sat. The place was as bright as
+the stars, nay more like the sun. And I thought that I saw
+Christian there. So I woke from my dream. But did I laugh?
+
+Christiana:--Laugh! Yes, and so you might, to see how well off
+you were! For you must give me leave to tell you, that as you
+find the first part true, so you will find true the last.
+
+Mercy:--Well, I am glad of my dream, for I hope ere long to see
+it come to pass, so as to make me laugh once more.
+
+Christiana:--I think it is now high time to rise, and to know
+what we must do.
+
+Mercy:--Pray, if they should ask us to stay, let us by all means
+do so; for I should much like to know more of these maids. I
+think Prudence, Piety, and Charity have, each of them, a most
+choice mien.
+
+Christiana:--We shall see what they will do.
+
+So they came down.
+
+Then Prudence and Piety: If you will stay, here you shall have
+what the house will yield.
+
+Charity:--Yes, and that with a good will.
+
+So they were there some time, much to their good.
+
+Prudence:--Christiana, I give you all praise, for you have
+brought your boys up well. With James I have had a long chat; he
+is a good boy, and has learnt much that will bring peace to his
+mind, while he lives on this earth, and in the world to come it
+will cause him to see the face of Him who sits on the throne. For
+my own part, I will teach all your sons. At the same time, said
+she to them: You must still give heed to all that Christiana can
+teach you, but more than all, you must read the Book of God's
+Word, which sent your dear sire on his way to the land of bliss.
+
+By the time that Christiana and the rest had been in this place a
+week, a man, Mr. Brisk by name, came to woo Mercy, with the wish
+to wed her. Now Mercy was fair to look on and her mind was at all
+times set on work and the care of those round her. She would knit
+hose for the poor, and give to all those things of which they
+stood in need.
+
+She will make me a good house wife, thought Brisk.
+
+Mercy one day said to those of the house: Will you tell me what
+you think of Mr. Brisk?
+
+They then told her that the young man would seem to have a great
+sense of the love of God, but that they had fears it did not
+reach his soul, which they thought did cleave too much to this
+world.
+
+Nay then, said Mercy, I will look no more on him, for I will not
+have a clog to my soul.
+
+Prudence:--If you go on as you have set out, and work so hard
+for the poor, he will soon cool.
+
+So the next time he came, he found her at her work.
+
+What, still at it? said he.
+
+Mercy:--Yes.
+
+Mr. Brisk:--How much can you earn in the day.
+
+Mercy:--I work at these things for the good of those for whom I
+do them; and more than this, to do the will of Him who was slain
+on the cross for me.
+
+With that his face fell, and he came no more to see her.
+
+Prudence:--Did I not tell you that Mr. Brisk would soon flee
+from you? Yea, he may seem to love Mercy, but Mercy and he should
+not tread the same road of life side by side.
+
+Now Matthew, the son of Christiana, fell sick, so they sent to
+Mr. Skill to cure him. Then said he: Tell me what he eats.
+
+Christiana:--Well, there is no food here but what is good.
+
+Mr. Skill:--This boy has in him a crude mass of food, which if I
+do not use the means to get rid of, he will die.
+
+Samuel said to Christiana, What was it that you saw Matthew pick
+up and eat when we came from the gate which is at the head of
+this way?
+
+Christiana:--It was some of the fruit that grows there; I chid
+him for it.
+
+Skill:--I felt sure that it was some bad food; now that fruit
+hurts more than all, for it is the fruit from Beelzebub's
+grounds. Did no one warn you of it? Some fall down dead when they
+eat it.
+
+Then Christiana wept and said, What shall I do for my son? Pray,
+Sir, try your best to cure him, let it cost what it may.
+
+Then Skill gave strange drugs to him, which he would not take. So
+Christiana put one of them to the tip of her tongue. Oh, Matthew,
+said she, it is sweet, sweet as balm; if you love me, if you love
+Mercy, if you love your life, do take it!
+
+So in time he did, and felt grief for his sin. He quite lost the
+pain, so that with a staff he could walk, and went from room to
+room to talk with Mercy, Prudence, Piety and Charity.
+
+Christiana:--Pray, Sir, what else are these Pills good for?
+
+Skill:--They are good for all those that go on their way to The
+Celestial City.
+
+Christiana:--I pray of you to make me up a large box full of
+them, for if I can get these, I will take none else.
+
+Skill:--I make no doubt that if a man will but use them as he
+should, he could not die. But good Christiana, these pills will
+be of no use if you do not give them as I have done, and that is,
+in a glass of grief for the sins of those who take them. So he
+gave some to Christiana and the rest of her boys, and to Mercy;
+he bade Matthew, too, keep a good look out that he ate no more
+green plums; then he gave them a kiss, and went his way.
+
+Now, as they had spent some time here, they made a move to go.
+Then Joseph, who was Christiana's third, son, said to her: You
+were to send to the house of Mr. Interpreter to beg him to grant
+that Mr. Great-heart should go with us as our guide.
+
+Good boy! said Christiana, I had not thought of it.
+
+So she wrote a note, and Interpreter said to the man who brought
+it: Go, tell them that I will send him.
+
+Great-heart soon came, and he said to Christiana and Mercy, My
+Lord has sent you some wine and burnt corn, and to the boys figs
+and dry grapes.
+
+They then set off, and Prudence and Piety went with them. But
+first Christiana took leave of Watchful, who kept the gate, and
+put a small coin in his hand while she gave him her thanks for
+all that he had done for her and her dear boys. She then said to
+him, Have you seen men go by since we have been here?
+
+Watchful:--Yes, I have, and there has been a great theft on this
+high way; but the thieves were caught.
+
+Then Christiana and Mercy said they felt great fear to go on that
+road.
+
+Matthew:--Fear not, as long as we have Mr. Great-heart with us
+to guide us.
+
+I now saw in my dream that they went on till they came to the
+brow of the hill, when Piety said: O, I must go back to fetch
+that which I meant to give to Christiana and Mercy, and it was a
+list of all those things which they had seen at the house where
+we live. On these, said she, I beg of you to look from time to
+time, and call them to mind for your good.
+
+They now went down the hill to the Vale of Humiliation. It was a
+steep hill, and their feet slid as they went on; but they took great
+care, and when they had got to the foot of it, Piety said to
+Christiana: This is the vale where Christian met with Apollyon and
+where they had that fierce fight which I know you must have heard
+of. But be of good cheer, as long as we have Mr. Great-heart to
+guide us, there is nought here that will hurt us, save those sights
+that spring from our own fears. And as to Apollyon, the good folk of
+the town, who tell us that such a thing fell out in such a place, to
+the hurt of such a one, think that some foul fiend haunts that
+place, when lo! it is from the fruit of their own ill deeds that
+such things do fall on them. For they that make slips must look for
+frights. And hence it is that this vale has so bad a name.
+
+James:--See, there is a post with words on it, I will go and
+read them.
+
+So he went, and found that these words were cut on it: Let the
+slips which Christian met with ere he came here, and the fights
+he had in this place, warn all those who come to the Vale of
+Humiliation.
+
+Mr. Great-heart:--It is not so hard to go up as down this hill,
+and that can be said of but few hills in this part of the world.
+But we will leave the good man, he is at rest, and he had a brave
+fight with the foe; let Him who dwells on high grant that we fare
+no worse when our strength comes to be put to the test. This vale
+brings forth much fruit.
+
+Now, as they went on, they met a boy who was clad in mean clothes
+and kept watch on some sheep. He had a fine fresh face, and as he
+sat on the bank he sang a song.
+
+Hark, said Great-heart, to the words of that boy's song.
+
+So they gave ear to it.
+
+"He that is down need fear no fall, He that is low, no pride, He
+that is meek at all times shall Have God to be his guide."
+
+Then said Great-heart: Do you hear him? I dare say this boy leads
+as gay a life as he that is clad in silk, and that he wears more
+of that plant which they call heart's ease.
+
+Samuel:--Ask Great-heart in what part of this vale it was that
+Apollyon came to fight Christian?
+
+Great-heart:--The fight took place at that part of the plain
+which has the name of Forgetful Green. And if those who go on
+their way, meet with a shock, it is when they lose sight of the
+good which they have at the hand of Him who dwells on high.
+
+Mercy:--I think I feel as well in this place as I have done in
+all the rest of our way. This vale has a sweet grace, and just
+suits my mind; for I love to be in such a spot as this, where
+there are no coach wheels to make a din. Here one may think a
+while what he is, whence he came, and for what the King has made
+him; here one may muse and pray.
+
+Just then they thought that the ground they trod on shook. But
+the guide bade them be of good cheer, and look well to their
+feet, lest by chance they should meet with some snare.
+
+Then James felt sick, but I think the cause of it was fear, and
+Christiana gave him some of the wine which Mr. Interpreter had
+put in her hands, and three of the pills which Mr. Skill had made
+up, and the boy soon got well.
+
+They then went on a while, and Christiana said, What is that
+thing on the road? A thing of such a shape I have not seen in all
+my life!
+
+Joseph said, What is it?
+
+A vile thing, child, a vile thing! said she.
+
+Joseph:--But what is it like?
+
+Christiana:--It is like--I can't tell what. Just then it was far
+off, now it is nigh.
+
+Great-heart:--Well, let them that have the most fear keep close
+to me.
+
+Then it went out of sight of all of them.
+
+But they had not gone far when Mercy cast a look back, and saw a
+great beast come fast up to them with a loud roar.
+
+This noise made them all quail with fright save their guide, who
+fell back and put the rest in front of him. But when the brute
+saw that Great-heart meant to fight him, he drew back and was
+seen no more.
+
+Now they had not left the spot long when a great mist fell on
+them, so that they could not see.
+
+What shall we do? said they.
+
+Their guide told them not to fear, but to stand still, and see
+what an end he would put to this too.
+
+Then said Christiana to Mercy: Now I see what my poor dear
+Christian went through; I have heard much of this place. Poor
+man, he went here in the dead of the night, and no one with him;
+but who can tell what the Valley of the Shadow of Death should
+mean, till they come to see it? To be here fills my breast with
+awe!
+
+Great-heart: It seems now as if the earth and its bars were round
+us. I would not boast, but I trust we shall still make our way.
+Come, let us pray for light to Him that can give it.
+
+So did they weep and pray. And as the path was now more smooth,
+they went straight on.
+
+Mercy:--To be here is not so sweet as it was at The Gate, or at
+Mr. Interpreter's, or at the good house where we were last.
+
+Oh, said one of the boys, it is not so bad to go through this
+place as it is to dwell here for all time; for aught I know we
+have to go this way that our last home may seem to us the more
+blest.
+
+Great-heart:--Well said, Samuel; thou dost now speak like a man.
+
+Samuel:--Why, if I do in truth get out of this place, I think I
+shall prize that which is light and good more than I have done
+all my life.
+
+Great-heart:--We shall be out by and by.
+
+So on they went.
+
+Joseph:--Can we not see to the end of this vale yet?
+
+Great-heart:--Look to your feet, for you will soon be where the
+snares are.
+
+So they took good heed.
+
+Great-heart:--Men come here and bring no guide with them; hence
+it is they die from the snares they meet with in the way. Poor
+Christian! it is strange he should have got out of this place,
+and been safe. But God dwelt in his soul, and he had a stout
+heart, of his own, or else he could not have done it.
+
+Christiana:--I wish that there were some inn here where we could
+all take rest.
+
+I Well, said Mr. Honest--one whom they had just met--there is
+such a place not far off.
+
+So there they went, and the host, whose name was Gaius, said:
+Come in, for my house was built for none but such as you.
+
+Great-heart:--Good Gaius, let us sup. What have you for us to
+eat? We have gone through great toils, and stand much in want of
+food.
+
+Gaius:--It is too late for us to go out and seek food; but of
+such as we have you shall eat.
+
+The meal was then spread, and near the end of the feast all sat
+round the board to crack nuts, when old Honest said to Gaius,
+Tell me what this verse means:
+
+A man there was, and some did count him mad; The more that this
+man gave the more he had.
+
+Then all the youths gave a guess as to what Gaius would say to
+it; so he sat still a while, and then said:
+
+He that gives his goods to the poor, Shall have as much and ten
+times more.
+
+Joseph:--I did not think, Sir, that you would have found it out.
+
+Gaius:--Ah! I have learnt of my Lord to be kind, and I find I
+gain by it.
+
+Then Samuel said in a low tone to Christiana, This is a good
+man's house; let us make a long stay, and why should not Matthew
+wed Mercy here?
+
+When Gaius heard him say this, quoth he: With all my heart. And
+he gave Mercy to Matthew to wife.
+
+By this time Christiana's son James had come of age, and Gaius
+gave Phebe (who was his child) to be his wife. They spent ten
+days at the house of Gaius, and then took their leave. But on the
+last day he made them a feast, of which they all ate and drank.
+
+Great-heart:--Now, Gaius, the hour has come that we must be
+gone; so tell me what I owe you for this long stay at your inn,
+for we have been here some years.
+
+Gaius:--At my house no one pays; for the good Samaritan told me
+that I was to look to him for all the cost I was put to. They now
+took leave of him and went on their way, when they met with all
+kinds of frights and fears, till they came to a place which bore
+the name of Vanity Fair. There they went to the house of Mr.
+Mnason, who said to his guests: If there be a thing that you
+stand in need of, do but say so, and we will do what we can to
+get it for you.
+
+Well, then, said they, we should like much to see some of the
+good folk in this town.
+
+So Mnason gave a stamp with his foot, at which Grace came up, and
+he sent her to fetch some of his friends who were in the house,
+and they all sat down to a meal.
+
+Then said Mr. Mnason, as he held out his hand to point to
+Christiana: My friends, I have guests here who are on their way
+to Zion. But who do you think this is? This is the wife of
+Christian whom (with his friend Faithful) the men of this town
+did treat so ill.
+
+Well, said they, go who would have thought to meet Christiana at
+this place! May The King whom you love and serve bring you where
+He is, in peace!
+
+They then told her that the blood of Faithful had lain like a,
+load on their hearts; and that since, they had burnt him no more
+men had been sent to the Stake at Vanity Fair. In those days,
+said they, good men could not walk the streets, but now they can
+show their heads.
+
+Christiana and her sons and Mercy made this place their home for
+some years, and in course of time Mr. Mnason, who had a wife and
+two girls, gave his first born, whose name was Grace, to Samuel
+to wife, and Martha to Joseph.
+
+Now, one day, a huge snake came out of the woods and slew some of
+the folk of the town. None of these were so bold as to dare to
+face him, but all fled when they heard that he came near, for he
+took off the babes by scores.
+
+But Great-heart and the rest of the men who were at Mr. Mnason's
+house, made up their minds to kill this snake, and so rid the
+town of him. So they went forth to meet him, and at first the
+snake did not seem to heed them; but as they were strong men at
+arms, they drove him back. Then they lay in wait for him, and
+fell on him, till at last they knew he must die of his wounds. By
+this deed Mr. Great-heart and the rest won the good will of the
+whole town.
+
+The time now drew near for them to go on their way. Mr.
+Great-heart went first as their guide; and I saw in my dream that
+they came to the stream on this side of The Delectable Mountains,
+where fine trees grew on each bank, the leaves of which were good
+for the health, and the fields were green all the year round; and
+here they might lie down and be safe. Here, too, there were folds
+for sheep, and a house was built in which to rear the lambs, and
+there was One who kept watch on them, who would take them in His
+arms and lay them in His breast.
+
+Now Christiana bade the four young wives place their babes by the
+side of this stream, so that they might lack nought in time to
+come. For, said she, if they should stray or be lost, He will
+bring them back; He will give strength, to the sick, and here
+they shall not want meat, drink, or clothes. So they left their
+young ones to Him.
+
+When they went to By-Path Meadow they sat on the stile to which
+Christian had gone with Hopeful, when Giant Despair shut the two
+up in Doubting Castle. They sat down to think what would be the
+best thing to do, now that they were so strong a force, and had
+such a man as Mr. Great-heart to guide them; to wit, if it would
+not be well to pull down Doubting Castle, and should there be
+poor souls shut up there who were on their way to The Celestial
+City, to set them free. One said this thing and one said that; at
+last quoth Mr. Great-heart: We are told in the book of God's Word,
+that we are to fight the good fight. And, I pray, with whom
+should we fight if not with Giant Despair? So who will go with
+me?
+
+Christiana's four sons said: We will; for they were young and
+strong; so they left their wives and went.
+
+When they gave their knock at the gate, Giant Despair and his
+wife Diffidence, came to them.
+
+Giant Despair:--Who and what is he that is so bold as to come to
+the gate of Giant Despair?
+
+Great-heart:--It is I, a guide to those who are on their way to
+Zion. And I charge thee to throw wide thy gates and stand forth,
+for I am come to slay thee and pull down thy house.
+
+Giant Despair:--What, shall such as Great-heart make me fear?
+No!
+
+So he put a cap of steel on his head, and with a breast plate of
+fire, and a club in his hand, he came out to fight his foes.
+
+Then these six men made up to him, and they fought for their
+lives, till Despair was brought to the ground and put to death by
+Great-heart. Next they fell on his house, but it took six days to
+pull it down. They found there Mr. Despondency and one
+Much-afraid, his child, and set them free.
+
+Then they all went onto The Delectable Mountains. They made
+friends with the men that kept watch on their flocks, who were as
+kind to them as they had been to Christian and Hopeful.
+
+You have brought a good train with you, said they. Pray, where
+did you find them?
+
+So their guide told them how it had come to pass.
+
+By and by they got to The Enchanted Ground, where the air makes
+men sleep. Now they had not gone far, when a thick mist fell on
+them, so that for a while they could not see; and as they could
+not walk by sight, they kept near their guide by the help of
+words. But one fell in a bush, while one stuck fast in the mud,
+and some of the young ones lost their shoes in the mire. Oh, I am
+down! said one. Where are you? cried the next; while a third
+said, I am held fast in the bush!
+
+Then they came to a bench, Slothful's Friend by name, which had
+shrubs and plants round it, to screen those who sat there from
+the sun. But Christiana and the rest gave such good heed to what
+their guide told them, that though they were worn out with toil,
+yet there was not one of them that had so much as a wish to stop
+there; for they knew that it would he death to sleep but for a
+short time on The Enchanted Ground.
+
+Now as it was still dark, their guide struck a light that he
+might look at his map (the book of God's Word); and had he not
+done so, they would all have been lost, for just at the end of
+the road was a pit, full of mud, and no one can tell how deep.
+
+Then thought I: Who is there but would have one of these maps or
+books in which he may look when he is in doubt, and knows not
+which way he should take?
+
+They soon came to a bench, on which sat two men, Heedless and
+Too-bold; and Christiana and the rest shook their heads for they
+saw that these men were in a bad case. They knew not what they
+ought to do: to go on and leave them in their sleep, or to try to
+wake them. Now the guide spoke to them by name; but not a sound
+could he hear from their lips. So Great-heart at last shook them,
+and did all he could to wake them.
+
+One of the two, whose name was Heedless, said, Nay: I will pay
+you when I get in my debts.
+
+At this the guide shook his head.
+
+Then Too-bold spoke out: I will fight as long as I can hold my
+sword.
+
+When he had said this all who stood round gave a laugh.
+
+Christiana:--'What does this mean?
+
+Great-heart:--They talk in their sleep. If you strike or shake
+them, they will still talk in the same way, for their sleep is
+like that of the man on the mast of a ship, when the waves of the
+sea beat on him.
+
+Then did Christiana, Mercy and their train go on with fear, and
+they sought from their guide a light for the rest of the way.
+
+But as the poor babes' cries were loud for want of rest, all fell
+on their knees to pray for help. And, by the time that they had
+gone but a short way, a wind sprang up which drove off the fog;
+so, now that the air was clear, they made their way.
+
+Then they came to the land of Beulah, where the sun shines night
+and day. Here they took some rest, and ate of the fruit that hung
+from the boughs round them. But all the sleep that they could
+wish for in such a land as this was but for a short space of
+time; for the bells rang to such sweet tunes, and such a blaze of
+lights burst on their eyes, that they soon rose to walk to and
+fro on this bright way, where no base feet dare to tread.
+
+And now they heard shouts rise up, for there was a noise in the
+town that a post was come from The Celestial City with words of
+great joy for Christiana, the wife of Christian. So search was
+made for her, and the house was found in which she was.
+
+Then the post put a note in her hands, the words of which were:
+Hail, good Christiana! I bring thee word that the Lord calls for
+thee, to stand near His throne in robes of white, in ten days'
+time.
+
+When he who brought the note had read it to her, he gave her a
+sign that they were words of truth and love, and said he had come
+to bid her make haste to be gone. The sign was a shaft with a
+sharp point, which was to tell her, that at the time the note
+spoke of, she must die.
+
+Christiana heard with joy that her toils would so soon he at an
+end, and that she should once more live with her dear Christian.
+
+She then sent for her sons and their wives to come to her. To
+these she gave words of good cheer. She told them how glad she
+was to have them near her at such a time. She sought, too, to
+make her own death, now close at hand, of use to them, from this
+time up to the hour when they should each of them have to quit
+this world. Her hope was that it might help guide them on their
+path; that the Faith which she had taught them to cling to, would
+have sunk deep in their hearts; and that all their works should
+spring from love to God. She could but pray that they would bear
+these words in mind, and put their whole trust in Him who had
+borne their sins on the Cross, and had been slain to save them.
+
+When the day came that she must go forth to the world of love and
+truth, the road was full of those who would fain see her start on
+her way; and the last words that she was heard to say were: I
+come, Lord, to be with Thee.
+
+THE END.
+
+
+
+
+
+
+End of the Project Gutenberg EBook of The Pilgrim's Progess in Words of One
+Syllable, by Mary Godolphin
+
+*** END OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK PILGRIMS PROGRESS/ONE SYLLABLE ***
+
+This file should be named pilos10.txt or pilos10.zip
+Corrected EDITIONS of our eBooks get a new NUMBER, pilos11.txt
+VERSIONS based on separate sources get new LETTER, pilos10a.txt
+
+This eBook was produced by Bruce W. Miller
+
+Project Gutenberg eBooks are often created from several printed
+editions, all of which are confirmed as Public Domain in the US
+unless a copyright notice is included.  Thus, we usually do not
+keep eBooks in compliance with any particular paper edition.
+
+We are now trying to release all our eBooks one year in advance
+of the official release dates, leaving time for better editing.
+Please be encouraged to tell us about any error or corrections,
+even years after the official publication date.
+
+Please note neither this listing nor its contents are final til
+midnight of the last day of the month of any such announcement.
+The official release date of all Project Gutenberg eBooks is at
+Midnight, Central Time, of the last day of the stated month.  A
+preliminary version may often be posted for suggestion, comment
+and editing by those who wish to do so.
+
+Most people start at our Web sites at:
+http://gutenberg.net or
+http://promo.net/pg
+
+These Web sites include award-winning information about Project
+Gutenberg, including how to donate, how to help produce our new
+eBooks, and how to subscribe to our email newsletter (free!).
+
+
+Those of you who want to download any eBook before announcement
+can get to them as follows, and just download by date.  This is
+also a good way to get them instantly upon announcement, as the
+indexes our cataloguers produce obviously take a while after an
+announcement goes out in the Project Gutenberg Newsletter.
+
+http://www.ibiblio.org/gutenberg/etext03 or
+ftp://ftp.ibiblio.org/pub/docs/books/gutenberg/etext03
+
+Or /etext02, 01, 00, 99, 98, 97, 96, 95, 94, 93, 92, 92, 91 or 90
+
+Just search by the first five letters of the filename you want,
+as it appears in our Newsletters.
+
+
+Information about Project Gutenberg (one page)
+
+We produce about two million dollars for each hour we work.  The
+time it takes us, a rather conservative estimate, is fifty hours
+to get any eBook selected, entered, proofread, edited, copyright
+searched and analyzed, the copyright letters written, etc.   Our
+projected audience is one hundred million readers.  If the value
+per text is nominally estimated at one dollar then we produce $2
+million dollars per hour in 2002 as we release over 100 new text
+files per month:  1240 more eBooks in 2001 for a total of 4000+
+We are already on our way to trying for 2000 more eBooks in 2002
+If they reach just 1-2% of the world's population then the total
+will reach over half a trillion eBooks given away by year's end.
+
+The Goal of Project Gutenberg is to Give Away 1 Trillion eBooks!
+This is ten thousand titles each to one hundred million readers,
+which is only about 4% of the present number of computer users.
+
+Here is the briefest record of our progress (* means estimated):
+
+eBooks Year Month
+
+    1  1971 July
+   10  1991 January
+  100  1994 January
+ 1000  1997 August
+ 1500  1998 October
+ 2000  1999 December
+ 2500  2000 December
+ 3000  2001 November
+ 4000  2001 October/November
+ 6000  2002 December*
+ 9000  2003 November*
+10000  2004 January*
+
+
+The Project Gutenberg Literary Archive Foundation has been created
+to secure a future for Project Gutenberg into the next millennium.
+
+We need your donations more than ever!
+
+As of February, 2002, contributions are being solicited from people
+and organizations in: Alabama, Alaska, Arkansas, Connecticut,
+Delaware, District of Columbia, Florida, Georgia, Hawaii, Illinois,
+Indiana, Iowa, Kansas, Kentucky, Louisiana, Maine, Massachusetts,
+Michigan, Mississippi, Missouri, Montana, Nebraska, Nevada, New
+Hampshire, New Jersey, New Mexico, New York, North Carolina, Ohio,
+Oklahoma, Oregon, Pennsylvania, Rhode Island, South Carolina, South
+Dakota, Tennessee, Texas, Utah, Vermont, Virginia, Washington, West
+Virginia, Wisconsin, and Wyoming.
+
+We have filed in all 50 states now, but these are the only ones
+that have responded.
+
+As the requirements for other states are met, additions to this list
+will be made and fund raising will begin in the additional states.
+Please feel free to ask to check the status of your state.
+
+In answer to various questions we have received on this:
+
+We are constantly working on finishing the paperwork to legally
+request donations in all 50 states.  If your state is not listed and
+you would like to know if we have added it since the list you have,
+just ask.
+
+While we cannot solicit donations from people in states where we are
+not yet registered, we know of no prohibition against accepting
+donations from donors in these states who approach us with an offer to
+donate.
+
+International donations are accepted, but we don't know ANYTHING about
+how to make them tax-deductible, or even if they CAN be made
+deductible, and don't have the staff to handle it even if there are
+ways.
+
+Donations by check or money order may be sent to:
+
+Project Gutenberg Literary Archive Foundation
+PMB 113
+1739 University Ave.
+Oxford, MS 38655-4109
+
+Contact us if you want to arrange for a wire transfer or payment
+method other than by check or money order.
+
+The Project Gutenberg Literary Archive Foundation has been approved by
+the US Internal Revenue Service as a 501(c)(3) organization with EIN
+[Employee Identification Number] 64-622154.  Donations are
+tax-deductible to the maximum extent permitted by law.  As fund-raising
+requirements for other states are met, additions to this list will be
+made and fund-raising will begin in the additional states.
+
+We need your donations more than ever!
+
+You can get up to date donation information online at:
+
+http://www.gutenberg.net/donation.html
+
+
+***
+
+If you can't reach Project Gutenberg,
+you can always email directly to:
+
+Michael S. Hart <hart@pobox.com>
+
+Prof. Hart will answer or forward your message.
+
+We would prefer to send you information by email.
+
+
+**The Legal Small Print**
+
+
+(Three Pages)
+
+***START**THE SMALL PRINT!**FOR PUBLIC DOMAIN EBOOKS**START***
+Why is this "Small Print!" statement here? You know: lawyers.
+They tell us you might sue us if there is something wrong with
+your copy of this eBook, even if you got it for free from
+someone other than us, and even if what's wrong is not our
+fault. So, among other things, this "Small Print!" statement
+disclaims most of our liability to you. It also tells you how
+you may distribute copies of this eBook if you want to.
+
+*BEFORE!* YOU USE OR READ THIS EBOOK
+By using or reading any part of this PROJECT GUTENBERG-tm
+eBook, you indicate that you understand, agree to and accept
+this "Small Print!" statement. If you do not, you can receive
+a refund of the money (if any) you paid for this eBook by
+sending a request within 30 days of receiving it to the person
+you got it from. If you received this eBook on a physical
+medium (such as a disk), you must return it with your request.
+
+ABOUT PROJECT GUTENBERG-TM EBOOKS
+This PROJECT GUTENBERG-tm eBook, like most PROJECT GUTENBERG-tm eBooks,
+is a "public domain" work distributed by Professor Michael S. Hart
+through the Project Gutenberg Association (the "Project").
+Among other things, this means that no one owns a United States copyright
+on or for this work, so the Project (and you!) can copy and
+distribute it in the United States without permission and
+without paying copyright royalties. Special rules, set forth
+below, apply if you wish to copy and distribute this eBook
+under the "PROJECT GUTENBERG" trademark.
+
+Please do not use the "PROJECT GUTENBERG" trademark to market
+any commercial products without permission.
+
+To create these eBooks, the Project expends considerable
+efforts to identify, transcribe and proofread public domain
+works. Despite these efforts, the Project's eBooks and any
+medium they may be on may contain "Defects". Among other
+things, Defects may take the form of incomplete, inaccurate or
+corrupt data, transcription errors, a copyright or other
+intellectual property infringement, a defective or damaged
+disk or other eBook medium, a computer virus, or computer
+codes that damage or cannot be read by your equipment.
+
+LIMITED WARRANTY; DISCLAIMER OF DAMAGES
+But for the "Right of Replacement or Refund" described below,
+[1] Michael Hart and the Foundation (and any other party you may
+receive this eBook from as a PROJECT GUTENBERG-tm eBook) disclaims
+all liability to you for damages, costs and expenses, including
+legal fees, and [2] YOU HAVE NO REMEDIES FOR NEGLIGENCE OR
+UNDER STRICT LIABILITY, OR FOR BREACH OF WARRANTY OR CONTRACT,
+INCLUDING BUT NOT LIMITED TO INDIRECT, CONSEQUENTIAL, PUNITIVE
+OR INCIDENTAL DAMAGES, EVEN IF YOU GIVE NOTICE OF THE
+POSSIBILITY OF SUCH DAMAGES.
+
+If you discover a Defect in this eBook within 90 days of
+receiving it, you can receive a refund of the money (if any)
+you paid for it by sending an explanatory note within that
+time to the person you received it from. If you received it
+on a physical medium, you must return it with your note, and
+such person may choose to alternatively give you a replacement
+copy. If you received it electronically, such person may
+choose to alternatively give you a second opportunity to
+receive it electronically.
+
+THIS EBOOK IS OTHERWISE PROVIDED TO YOU "AS-IS". NO OTHER
+WARRANTIES OF ANY KIND, EXPRESS OR IMPLIED, ARE MADE TO YOU AS
+TO THE EBOOK OR ANY MEDIUM IT MAY BE ON, INCLUDING BUT NOT
+LIMITED TO WARRANTIES OF MERCHANTABILITY OR FITNESS FOR A
+PARTICULAR PURPOSE.
+
+Some states do not allow disclaimers of implied warranties or
+the exclusion or limitation of consequential damages, so the
+above disclaimers and exclusions may not apply to you, and you
+may have other legal rights.
+
+INDEMNITY
+You will indemnify and hold Michael Hart, the Foundation,
+and its trustees and agents, and any volunteers associated
+with the production and distribution of Project Gutenberg-tm
+texts harmless, from all liability, cost and expense, including
+legal fees, that arise directly or indirectly from any of the
+following that you do or cause:  [1] distribution of this eBook,
+[2] alteration, modification, or addition to the eBook,
+or [3] any Defect.
+
+DISTRIBUTION UNDER "PROJECT GUTENBERG-tm"
+You may distribute copies of this eBook electronically, or by
+disk, book or any other medium if you either delete this
+"Small Print!" and all other references to Project Gutenberg,
+or:
+
+[1]  Only give exact copies of it.  Among other things, this
+     requires that you do not remove, alter or modify the
+     eBook or this "small print!" statement.  You may however,
+     if you wish, distribute this eBook in machine readable
+     binary, compressed, mark-up, or proprietary form,
+     including any form resulting from conversion by word
+     processing or hypertext software, but only so long as
+     *EITHER*:
+
+     [*]  The eBook, when displayed, is clearly readable, and
+          does *not* contain characters other than those
+          intended by the author of the work, although tilde
+          (~), asterisk (*) and underline (_) characters may
+          be used to convey punctuation intended by the
+          author, and additional characters may be used to
+          indicate hypertext links; OR
+
+     [*]  The eBook may be readily converted by the reader at
+          no expense into plain ASCII, EBCDIC or equivalent
+          form by the program that displays the eBook (as is
+          the case, for instance, with most word processors);
+          OR
+
+     [*]  You provide, or agree to also provide on request at
+          no additional cost, fee or expense, a copy of the
+          eBook in its original plain ASCII form (or in EBCDIC
+          or other equivalent proprietary form).
+
+[2]  Honor the eBook refund and replacement provisions of this
+     "Small Print!" statement.
+
+[3]  Pay a trademark license fee to the Foundation of 20% of the
+     gross profits you derive calculated using the method you
+     already use to calculate your applicable taxes.  If you
+     don't derive profits, no royalty is due.  Royalties are
+     payable to "Project Gutenberg Literary Archive Foundation"
+     the 60 days following each date you prepare (or were
+     legally required to prepare) your annual (or equivalent
+     periodic) tax return.  Please contact us beforehand to
+     let us know your plans and to work out the details.
+
+WHAT IF YOU *WANT* TO SEND MONEY EVEN IF YOU DON'T HAVE TO?
+Project Gutenberg is dedicated to increasing the number of
+public domain and licensed works that can be freely distributed
+in machine readable form.
+
+The Project gratefully accepts contributions of money, time,
+public domain materials, or royalty free copyright licenses.
+Money should be paid to the:
+"Project Gutenberg Literary Archive Foundation."
+
+If you are interested in contributing scanning equipment or
+software or other items, please contact Michael Hart at:
+hart@pobox.com
+
+[Portions of this eBook's header and trailer may be reprinted only
+when distributed free of all fees.  Copyright (C) 2001, 2002 by
+Michael S. Hart.  Project Gutenberg is a TradeMark and may not be
+used in any sales of Project Gutenberg eBooks or other materials be
+they hardware or software or any other related product without
+express permission.]
+
+*END THE SMALL PRINT! FOR PUBLIC DOMAIN EBOOKS*Ver.02/11/02*END*
+
diff --git a/old/pilos10.zip b/old/pilos10.zip
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..9b0bbc5
--- /dev/null
+++ b/old/pilos10.zip