and kingdoms, if they will but take her advice; yet many hath she brought to the halter, and ten thousand times more to hell.

Oh! said Standfast, What a mercy it is that I did resist her; for whither might she have drawn me?

Great-heart. Whither! nay, none but God knows. But, in general, to be sure she would have drawn thee into many foolish and hurtful lusts, which drown men in destruction and perdition."91

It was she that set Absalom against his father, and Jeroboam against his master. It was she that persuaded Judas to sell his Lord; and that prevailed with Demas to forsake the godly pilgrim's life: none can tell us of the mischief that she doth. She makes variance betwixt rulers and subjects, betwixt parents and children, betwixt neighbour and neighbour, betwixt a man and his wife, betwixt a inan and himself, betwixt flesh and the spirit.

Wherefore, good Master Standfast, be as your name is, and when you have done all, Stand.

At this discourse there was, among the pilgrims, a mixture of joy and trembling: but at length they brake out and sang:

What danger is the pilgrim in!

How many are his foes!

How many ways there are to sin,

No living mortal knows.

Some in the ditch spoil'd are; yea can

Lie tumbling in the mire.

Some, though they shun the frying pan,

Do leap into the fire.

After this, I beheld until they were come unto the land of Beulah, where the sun shineth night and day. (See Part I. p. 125.) Here, because they were weary, they betook themselves awhile to rest. And because this country was common for pilgrims, and because the orchards and vineyards that were here belonged to the King of the Celestial country, therefore they were licensed to make bold with any of his things. But a little while soon refreshed them here; for the bells did so ring, and the trumpets continually sounded so melodiously, that they could not sleep, and yet they received as much refreshing, as if they had slept their sleep never so soundly. Here also all the

noise of them that walked the streets was, 66 More pilgrims are come to town." And another would answer, saying, "And so many went over the water, and were let in at the golden gates to-day." They would cry again," There is now a legion of Shining Ones just come to town; by which we know, that there are more pilgrims upon the road: for here they come to wait for them, and to comfort them after their sorrow." Then the pilgrims got up and walked to and fro; but how were their eyes now filled with celestial visions! In this land they heard nothing, saw nothing, felt nothing, smelt nothing, tasted nothing that was offensive to the stomach or mind; only when they tasted of the water of the river, over which they were to go, they thought that it tasted a little bitterish to the palate, but it proved sweet when it was down.

In this place there was a record kept of the names of them that had been pilgrims of old, and a history of all the famous acts that they had done. It was here also much discoursed, How the river to some has its flowings, and what ebbings it has had while others have gone over. It has been in a manner dry for some, while it has overflowed its banks for others.

In this place the children of the town would go into the King's gardens, and gather nosegays for the pilgrims, and bring them to them with affection. Here also grew camphire and spikenard, saffron, calamus, and cinnamon, with all the trees of frankincense, myrrh, and aloes, with all chief spices. With these the pilgrims' chambers were perfumed while they staid here; and with these were their bodies anointed, to prepare them to go over the river, when the time appointed was come.

Now while they lay here, and waited for the good hour, there was a noise in the town, that there was a post come from the Celestial city, with matters of great importance to one Christiana, the wife of Christian the pilgrim. So inquiry was made for her, and the house was found where she was, so the post presented her with a letter: the contents were," Hail, good woman, I bring thee tidings, that the Master calleth for thee, and expecteth that thou shouldest stand in his presence in clothes of immortality, within these ten days."

When he had read this letter to her, he gave her therewith a true token that he was a true messenger, and was come to bid her make haste to be gone. The token was, "An arrow sharpened with love let easily into her heart, which by degrees wrought so effectually with her, that at the time appointed she must be gone.'

When Christiana saw that her time was come, and that she was the first of this company that was to go over, she called for Mr. Great-heart her guide, and told him how matters were. So he told her, he was heartily glad of the news, and could have been glad had the post come for him. Then she bid that he should give advice how all things should be prepared for her journey.

So he told her, saying, Thus and thus it must be, and we that survive will accompany you to the river-side.

Then she called for her children, and gave them her blessing, and told them that she had read with comfort the mark that was set in their foreheads, and was glad to see them with her there, and that they had kept their garments so white. Lastly, she bequeathed to the poor, that little she had, and commanded her sons and daughters to be ready against the messenger should come for them.

When she had spoken these words to her guide and to her children, she called for Mr. Valiant-for-truth, and said unto him, Sir, you have in all places showed yourself true-hearted; " be faithful unto death," and my King will give you "a crown of glory;" I would also intreat you to have an eye to my children; and if at any time you see them faint, speak comfortably to them. For my daughters, my sons' wives, they have been faithful, and a fulfilling of the promise upon them will be their end. But sne gave Mr. Standfast a ring.

Then she called for old Mr. Honest, and said of him, "Behold an Israelite indeed, in whom is no guile." Then said he, I wish you a fair day, when you set out for Mount Sion, and shall be glad to see that you go over the river dry-shod. But she answered, Come wet, come dry, I long to be gone; for however the weather is in my journey, I shall have time enough when I come there to sit down and rest me, and dry me.

Then came in that good man, Mr. Ready-to-halt, to

see her. So she said to him, Thy travel hitherto has been with difficulty; but that will make thy rest the sweeter. But watch and be ready; for at an hour when you think not, the messenger may come.

After him came Mr. Despondency, and his daughter Much-afraid; to whom she said, You ought, with thankfulness, for ever to remember your deliverance from the hand of giant Despair, and out of Doubting Castle. The effect of that mercy is, that you are brought with safety hither. Be yet watchful, and cast away fear; be sober, and hope to the end.

Then she said to Mr. Feeble-mind, Thou wast delivered from the mouth of giant Slay-good, that thou mightst live in the light of the living for ever, and see the King with comfort: only I advise thee to repent thee of thy aptness to fear and doubt of his goodness, before he sends for thee; lest thou shouldst, when he comes, be forced to stand before him for that fault with blushing.

Now the day drew on, that Christiana must be gone. So the road was full of people to see her take her journey. But behold! all the banks beyond the river were full of horses and chariots, which were come down from above, to accompany her to the city gate. So she came forth and entered the river, with a beckon of farewell to those that followed her to the river-side. The last words that she

was heard to say, were, "I come, Lord, to be with thee,

and bless thee."

So her children and friends returned to their place, for that those that waited for Christiana had carried her out of their sight. So she went and called, and entered in at the gate, with all the ceremonies of joy that her husband Christian had entered with before her.

At her departure the children wept: but Mr. Greatheart and Mr. Valiant played upon the well-tuned cymbal and harp for joy. So all departed to their respective places.

In process of time there came a post to the town again, and his business was with Mr. Ready-to-halt. So he inquired him out, and said, I am come from Him whom thou hast loved and followed, though upon crutches: and my message is to tell thee, that He expects thee at his N

table, to sup with Him in his kingdom, the next day after Easter: wherefore prepare thyself for thy journey.

Then he also gave him a token, that he was a true messenger, saying, "I have broken the golden bowl, and loosed the silver cord.

After this Mr. Ready-to-halt called for his fellow pilgrims, and told them, saying, I am sent for, and God shall surely visit you also. So he desired Mr. Valiant to make his will. And because he had nothing to bequeath to them that should survive him, but his crutches and his good wishes, therefore thus he said: "These crutches I bequeath to my son, that shall tread in my steps, with an hundred warm wishes that he may prove better than I have been." Then he thanked Mr. Great-heart for his conduct and kindness, and so addressed himself to his journey. When he came to the brink of the river, he said, Now I shall have no more need of these crutches, since yonder are chariots and horses for me to ride on. The last words he was heard to say, were, "Welcome, life." So he went his way.

After this, Mr. Feeble-mind had tidings brought him that the post sounded his horn at his chamber-door. Then he came in, and told him, saying, I am come to tell thee, that thy Master hath need of thee; and that in a very little time thou must behold his face in brightness. And take this as a token of the truth of my message: "Those that look out at the windows shall be darkened."

Then Mr. Feeble-mind called for his friends, and told them what errand had been brought unto him, and what token he had received of the truth of the message. Then he said, Since I have nothing to bequeath to any, to what purpose should I make a will? As for my feeble mind, that I will leave behind, for that I have no need of it in the place whither I go; nor is it worth bestowing upon the poorest pilgrims: wherefore, when I am gone, I desire that you, Mr. Valiant, would bury it in a dunghill. This done, and the day being come in which he was to depart, he entered the river as the rest: his last words were, "Hold out faith and patience." So he went over to the other side.

When days had many of them passed away, Mr. Despondency was sent for; for a post was come, and brought this message to him: "Trembling man, these are to