call upon them, and tell them that they are in the wrong way, and do bid them beware of the danger; then they will railingly return them answer, and say, "As for the word that thou hast spoken unto us in the name of the King, we will not hearken unto thee; but we will certainly do whatsoever thing goeth out of our mouths," &c.5 Nay, if you look a little farther, you shall see that these ways are made cautionary enough, not only by these posts, and ditch, and chain, but also by being hedged up, yet they will choose to go there.

Christ. They are idle; they love not to take pains; up hill way is unpleasant to them. So it is fulfilled unto them as it was written, "The way of the slothful man is an hedge of thorns;" yea, they will rather choose to walk upon a snare, than to go up this hill, and the rest of this way to the city.

Then they set forward, and began to go up the hill, and up the hill they went; but before they got up to the top, Christiana began to pant, and said, I dare say, this is a breathing hill; no marvel if they that love their ease more than their souls, choose to themselves a smoother way. Then said Mercy, I must sit down; also the least of the children began to cry: Come, come, said Great-heart, sit not down here, for a little above is the Prince's arbour. Then he took the little boy by the hand, and led him up thereto.

When they were come to the arbour (Part I. p. 29,) they were very willing to sit down, for they were all in a pelting heat. Then said Mercy, How sweet is rest to them that labour !26 And how good is the Prince of pilgrims to provide such resting places for them! Of this harbour have heard much; but I never saw it before. But here let us beware of sleeping; for, as I have heard, for that it cost poor Christian dear.

Then said Mr. Great-heart to the little ones, Come, my pretty boys, how do you do? What think you now of going on pilgrimage? Sir, said the least, I was almost beat out of heart; but I thank you for lending me a hand at my need. And I remember now what my mother hath told me, namely, That the way to heaven is as a ladder, and the way to hell is as down a hill. But I had rather go up ladder to life, than down the hill to death.

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Then said Mercy, But the proverb is, To go down the hill is easy; but James said (for that was his name), The day is coming, when, in my opinion, going down the hill will be the hardest of all. That's a good boy, said his mother, thou hast given her a right answer. Then Mercy smiled, but the little boy did blush.

Come, said Christiana, will you eat a bit, to sweeten your mouths while you sit here to rest your legs? for I have here a piece of pomegranate, which Mr. Interpreter put into my hand, just when I came out of his doors; he gave me also a piece of an honeycomb, and a little bottle of spirits. I thought he gave you something, said Mercy, because he called you aside. Yes, so he did, said the other: but, said Christiana, it shall be still as I said it should, when at first we came from home; thou shalt be a sharer in all the good that I have, because thou so willingly didst become my companion. Then she gave to them, and they did eat, both Mercy and the boys. And said Christiana to Mr. Great-heart, Sir, will ye do as we? But he answered, You are going on pilgrimage, and presently I shall return: much good may what you have do to you. At home I eat the same every day. Now when they had eaten and drank, and had chatted a little longer, their guide said to them, The day wears away, if you think good, let us prepare to be going. So they got up to go, and the little boys went before; but Christiana forgot to take her bottle of spirits with her; so she sent her little boy back to fetch it. Then said Mercy, I think this is a losing place. Here Christian lost his roll: and here Christiana left her bottle behind her: Sir, what is the cause of this? So their guide made answer, and said, The cause is sleep, or forgetfulness; some sleep when they should keep awake; and some forget when they should remember; and this is the very cause, why often, at the resting places, some pilgrims, in some things, come off losers. Pilgrims should watch, and remember what they have already received under their greatest enjoyments; but for want of doing so, oftentimes their rejoicing ends in tears, and their sun-shine in a cloud; witness the story of Christian at this place. (Part I. p. 30, &c.)

When they were come to the place where Mistrust and

Timorous met Christian, to persuade him to go back, for fear of the lions, they perceived as it were a stage, and before it, towards the road, a broad plate, with a copy of verses written thereon, and, underneath, the reason of raising up of that stage in that place rendered. The verses were these:

Let him that sees this stage take heed

Unto his heart and tongue;

Lest if he do Lot, here he speed

Aз some have long agone.

The words underneath the verses were: "This stage was built to punish such upon, who, through timorousness or mistrust, shall be afraid to go farther on pilgrimage: also on this stage, both Mistrust and Timorous were burnt through the tongue with a hot iron, for endeavouring to hinder Christian on his journey.

Then said Mercy, This is much like to the saying of the Beloved, "What shall be given unto thee? or what shall be done unto thee, thou false tongue? Sharp arrows of the mighty, with coals of juniper."

So they went on till they came within sight of the lions. (Part I. p. 32.) Now Mr. Great-heart was a strong man, so he was not afraid of a lion: but yet, when they were come up to the place where the lions were, the boys that ́ went before were glad to cringe behind, for they were afraid of the lions; so they stept back, and went behind. At this, the guide smiled, and said, How now, my boys, do you love to go before when no danger doth approach, and love to come behind as soon as the lions appear?

Now as they went on, Mr. Great-heart drew his sword, with intent to make a way for the pilgrims in spite of the lions. Then there appeared one that, it seems, had taken upon him to back the lions: and he said to the pilgrims' guide, What is the cause of your coming hither? Now the name of that man was Grim, or Bloody-man, because of his slaying of pilgrims, and he was of the race of the giants.

Then said the pilgrims' guide, These women and children are going on pilgrimage, and this is the way they must go; and go it they shall, in spite of thee and the lions.

Grin. This is not their way, neither shall they go