Christiana and her sons
Now I saw that they went on to the ascent
that was a little way off, cast up
to be a prospect for pilgrims. That was the
place from whence Christian had
the first sight of Faithful his brother.
Wherefore, here they sat down and
rested. They also here did eat and drink,
and make merry, for that they had
gotten deliverance from this so dangerous
an enemy. As they sat thus and did
eat, Christiana asked the guide, if he had
caught no hurt in the battle?
Then said Mr. Great-Heart, No, save a
little on my flesh; yet that also
shall be so far from being to my detriment,
that it is at present a proof of
my love to my master and you, and shall be
a means, by grace, to increase my
reward at last.
CHRISTIANA: But were you not afraid, good
sir, when you saw him come with
his club?
MR. GREAT-HEART: It is my duty, said he, to
mistrust my own ability, that I
may have reliance on Him who is stronger
than all.
CHRISTIANA: But what did you think when he
fetched you down to the ground at
the first blow?
MR. GREAT-HEART: Why, I thought, quoth he,
that so my Master himself was
served, and yet he it was that conquered at
last. 2 Cor. 4:10,11; Rom. 8:37.
MATTHEW: When you all have thought what you
please, I think God has been
wonderfully good unto us, both in bringing
us out of this valley, and in
delivering us out of the hand of this
enemy. For my part, I see no reason
why we should distrust our God any more,
since he has now, and in such a
place as this, given us such testimony of
his love. Then they got up, and
went forward.
Now a little before them stood an oak; and
under it, when they came to it,
they found an old pilgrim fast asleep. They
knew that he was a pilgrim by
his clothes, and his staff, and his girdle.
So the guide, Mr. Great-Heart, awaked him;
and the old gentleman, as he
lifted up his eyes, cried out, What’s the
matter? Who are you; and what is
your business here?
MR. GREAT-HEART: Come, man, be not so hot;
here are none but friends. Yet
the old man gets up, and stands upon his
guard, and will know of them what
they are. Then said the guide, My name is
Great-Heart: I am the guide of
these pilgrims that are going to the
Celestial country.
MR. HONEST: Then said Mr. Honest, I cry you
mercy: I feared that you had
been of the company of those that some time
ago did rob Little-Faith of his
money; but, now I look better about me, I
perceive you are honester people.
MR. GREAT-HEART: Why, what would or could
you have done to have helped
yourself, if indeed we had been of that
company?
MR. HONEST: Done! Why, I would have fought
as long as breath had been in me:
and had I so done, I am sure you could
never have given me the worst on’t;
for a Christian can never be overcome,
unless he shall yield of himself.
MR. GREAT-HEART: Well said, father Honest,
quoth the guide; for by this I
know thou art a cock of the right kind, for
thou hast said the truth.
MR. HONEST: And by this also I know that
thou knowest what true pilgrimage
is; for all others do think that we are the
soonest overcome of any.
MR. GREAT-HEART: Well, now we are so
happily met, pray let me crave your
name, and the name of the place you came
from.
MR. HONEST: My name I cannot tell you, but
I came from the town of
Stupidity: it lieth about four degrees
beyond the city of Destruction.
MR. GREAT-HEART: Oh, Are you that
countryman? Then I deem I have half a
guess of you: your name is Old Honesty, is
it not?
MR. HONEST: So the old gentleman blushed,
and said, Not honesty in the
abstract, but Honest is my name; and I wish
that my nature may agree to what
I am called. But, sir, said the old
gentleman, how could you guess that I am
such a man, since I came from such a place?
MR. GREAT-HEART: I had heard of you before,
by my Master; for he knows all
things that are done on the earth. But I
have often wondered that any should
come from your place; for your town is
worse than is the city of Destruction
itself.
MR. HONEST: Yes, we lie more off from the
sun, and so are more cold and
senseless. But were a man in a mountain of
ice, yet if the Sun of
righteousness will arise upon him, his
frozen heart shall feel a thaw; and
thus it has been with me.
MR. GREAT-HEART: I believe it, father
Honest, I believe it; for I know the
thing is true.
Then the old gentleman saluted all the
pilgrims with a holy kiss of charity,
and asked them their names, and how they
had fared since they set out on
their pilgrimage.
CHRISTIANA: Then said Christiana, My name I
suppose you have heard of; good
Christian was my husband, and these four
are his children. But can you think
how the old gentleman was taken, when she
told him who she was? He skipped,
he smiled, he blessed them with a thousand
good wishes, saying,
MR. HONEST: I have heard much of your
husband, and of his travels and wars
which he underwent in his days. Be it
spoken to your comfort, the name of
your husband rings all over these parts of
the world: his faith, his
courage, his enduring, and his sincerity
under all, had made his name
famous. Then he turned him to the boys, and
asked them of their names, which
they told him. Then said he unto them,
Matthew, be thou like Matthew the
publican, not in vice, but in virtue. Matt.
10:3. Samuel, said he, be thou
like Samuel the prophet, a man of faith and
prayer. Psa. 99:6. Joseph, said
he, be thou like Joseph in Potiphar’s
house, chaste, and one that flees from
temptation. Gen. 39. And James, be thou
like James the just, and like James
the brother of our Lord. Acts 1:13. Then
they told him of Mercy, and how she
had left her town and her kindred to come
along with Christiana and with her
sons. At that the old honest man said,
Mercy is thy name: by mercy shalt
thou be sustained and carried through all
those difficulties that shall
assault thee in thy way, till thou shalt
come thither where thou shalt look
the Fountain of mercy in the face with comfort.
All this while the guide,
Mr. Great-Heart, was very well pleased, and
smiled upon his companions.
Now, as they walked along together, the
guide asked the old gentleman if he
did not know one Mr. Fearing, that came on
pilgrimage out of his parts.
MR. HONEST: Yes, very well, said he. He was
a man that had the root of the
matter in him; but he was one of the most
troublesome pilgrims that ever I
met with in all my days.
MR. GREAT-HEART: I perceive you knew him,
for you have given a very right
character of him.
MR. HONEST: Knew him! I was a great
companion of his; I was with him most an
end; when he first began to think upon what
would come upon us hereafter, I
was with him.
MR. GREAT-HEART: I was his guide from my Master’s
house to the gates of the
Celestial City.
MR. HONEST: Then you knew him to be a
troublesome one.
MR. GREAT-HEART: I did so; but I could very
well bear it; for men of my
calling are oftentimes intrusted with the
conduct of such as he was.
MR. HONEST: Well then, pray let us hear a
little of him, and how he managed
himself under your conduct.
MR. GREAT-HEART: Why, he was always afraid
that he should come short of
whither he had a desire to go. Every thing
frightened him that he heard any
body speak of, if it had but the least
appearance of opposition in it. I
heard that he lay roaring at the Slough of
Despond for above a month
together; nor durst he, for all he saw
several go over before him, venture,
though they many of them offered to lend
him their hands. He would not go
back again, neither. The Celestial City-he
said he should die if he came not
to it; and yet he was dejected at every
difficulty, and stumbled at every
straw that any body cast in his way. Well,
after he had lain at the Slough
of Despond a great while, as I have told
you, one sunshiny morning, I do not
know how, he ventured, and so got over; but
when he was over, he would
scarce believe it. He had, I think, a
Slough of Despond in his mind, a
slough that he carried every where with
him, or else he could never have
been as he was. So he came up to the gate,
you know what I mean, that stands
at the head of this way, and there also he
stood a good while before he
would venture to knock. When the gate was
opened, he would give back, and
give place to others, and say that he was
not worthy. For, all he got before
some to the gate, yet many of them went in before
him. There the poor man
would stand shaking and shrinking; I dare
say it would have pitied one’s
heart to have seen him. Nor would he go
back again. At last he took the
hammer that hanged on the gate, in his
hand, and gave a small rap or two;
then one opened to him, but he shrunk back
as before. He that opened stepped
out after him, and said, Thou trembling
one, what wantest thou? With that he
fell down to the ground. He that spoke to
him wondered to see him so faint,
so he said to him, Peace be to thee; up,
for I have set open the door to
thee; come in, for thou art blessed. With
that he got up, and went in
trembling; and when he was in, he was
ashamed to show his face. Well, after
he had been entertained there a while, as
you know how the manner is, he was
bid go on his way, and also told the way he
should take. So he went on till
he came out to our house; but as he behaved
himself at the gate, so he did
at my Master the Interpreter’s door. He lay
there about in the cold a good
while, before he would adventure to call;
yet he would not go back: and the
nights were long and cold then. Nay, he had
a note of necessity in his bosom
to my master to receive him, and grant him
the comfort of his house, and
also to allow him a stout and valiant
conductor, because he was himself so
chicken-hearted a man; and yet for all that
he was afraid to call at the
door. So he lay up and down thereabouts,
till, poor man, he was almost
starved; yea, so great was his dejection,
that though he saw several others
for knocking get in, yet he was afraid to
venture. At last, I think I looked
out of the window, and perceiving a man to
be up and down about the door, I
went out to him, and asked what he was:
but, poor man, the water stood in
his eyes; so I perceived what he wanted. I
went therefore in, and told it in
the house, and we showed the thing to our
Lord: so he sent me out again, to
entreat him to come in; but I dare say, I
had hard work to do it. At last he
came in; and I will say that for my Lord,
he carried it wonderful lovingly
to him. There were but a few good bits at
the table, but some of it was laid
upon his trencher. Then he presented the
note; and my Lord looked thereon,
and said his desire should be granted. So
when he had been there a good
while, he seemed to get some heart, and to
be a little more comfortable. For
my Master, you must know, is one of very
tender bowels, especially to them
that are afraid; wherefore he carried it so
towards him as might tend most
to his encouragement. Well, when he had had
a sight of the things of the
place, and was ready to take his journey to
go to the city, my Lord, as he
did to Christian before, gave him a bottle
of spirits, and some comfortable
things to eat. Thus we set forward, and I
went before him; but the man was
but of few words, only he would sigh aloud.
When we were come to where the three
fellows were hanged, he said that he
doubted that that would be his end also.
Only he seemed glad when he saw the
cross and the sepulchre. There I confess he
desired to stay a little to
look; and he seemed for a while after to be
a little cheery. When he came to
the Hill Difficulty, he made no stick at
that, nor did he much fear the
lions: for you must know, that his troubles
were not about such things as
these; his fear was about his acceptance at
last.
I got him in at the house Beautiful, I
think, before he was willing. Also,
when he was in, I brought him acquainted
with the damsels of the place; but
he was ashamed to make himself much in
company. He desired much to be alone;
yet he always loved good talk, and often
would get behind the screen to hear
it. He also loved much to see ancient
things, and to be pondering them in
his mind. He told me afterward, that he
loved to be in those two houses from
which he came last, to wit, at the gate,
and that of the Interpreter, but
that he durst not be so bold as to ask.
When we went also from the house Beautiful,
down the hill, into the Valley
of Humiliation, he went down as well as
ever I saw a man in my life; for he
cared not how mean he was, so he might be
happy at last. Yea, I think there
was a kind of sympathy betwixt that Valley
and him; for I never saw him
better in all his pilgrimage than he was in
that Valley.
Here he would lie down, embrace the ground,
and kiss the very flowers that
grew in this valley. Lam. 3:27-29. He would
now be up every morning by break
of day, tracing and walking to and fro in
the valley.
But when he was come to the entrance of the
Valley of the Shadow of Death, I
thought I should have lost my man: not for
that he had any inclination to go
back; that he always abhorred; but he was
ready to die for fear. Oh, the
hobgoblins will have me! the hobgoblins
will have me! cried he; and I could
not beat him out of it. He made such a
noise, and such an outcry here, that
had they but heard him, it was enough to
encourage them to come and fall
upon us.
But this I took very great notice of, that
this valley was as quiet when we
went through it, as ever I knew it before
or since. I suppose those enemies
here had now a special check from our Lord,
and a command not to meddle
until Mr. Fearing had passed over it.
It would be too tedious to tell you of all;
we will therefore only mention a
passage or two more. When he was come to
Vanity Fair, I thought he would
have fought with all the men in the fair. I
feared there we should have been
both knocked on the head, so hot was he
against their fooleries. Upon the
Enchanted Ground he was very wakeful. But
when he was come at the river
where was no bridge, there again he was in
a heavy case. Now, now, he said,
he should be drowned forever, and so never
see that face with comfort that
he had come so many miles to behold.
And here also I took notice of what was
very remarkable: the water of that
river was lower at this time than ever I
saw it in all my life; so he went
over at last, not much above wetshod. When
he was going up to the gate, I
began to take leave of him, and to wish him
a good reception above. So he
said, I shall, I shall. Then parted we
asunder, and I saw him no more.
MR. HONEST: Then it seems he was well at
last?
MR. GREAT-HEART: Yes, yes, I never had
doubt about him. He was a man of a
choice spirit, only he was always kept very
low, and that made his life so
burdensome to himself, and so troublesome
to others. Psa. 88. He was, above
many, tender of sin: he was so afraid of
doing injuries to others, that he
often would deny himself of that which was
lawful, because he would not
offend. Rom. 14:21; 1 Cor. 8:13.
MR. HONEST: But what should be the reason
that such a good man should be all
his days so much in the dark?
MR. GREAT-HEART: There are two sorts of
reasons for it. One is, the wise God
will have it so: some must pipe, and some
must weep. Matt. 11:16. Now Mr.
Fearing was one that played upon the bass.
He and his fellows sound the
sackbut, whose notes are more doleful than
the notes of other music are:
though indeed, some say, the bass is the
ground of music. And for my part, I
care not at all for that profession which
begins not in heaviness of mind.
The first string that the musician usually
touches is the bass, when he
intends to put all in tune. God also plays
upon this string first, when he
sets the soul in tune for himself. Only
there was the imperfection of Mr.
Fearing; he could play upon no other music
but this till towards his latter
end.
[I make bold to talk thus metaphorically
for the ripening of the wits of
young readers, and because, in the book of
Revelation, the saved are
compared to a company of musicians, that
play upon their trumpets and harps,
and sing their songs before the throne.Rev.
5:8; 14:2,3.]
MR. HONEST: He was a very zealous man, as
one may see by the relation you
have given of him. Difficulties, lions, or
Vanity Fair, he feared not at
all; it was only sin, death, and hell, that
were to him a terror, because he
had some doubts about his interest in that
celestial country.
MR. GREAT-HEART: You say right; those were
the things that were his
troublers; and they, as you
have well observed, arose from the weakness
of his mind thereabout, not from
weakness of spirit as to the practical part
of a pilgrim’s life. I dare
believe that, as the proverb is, he could
have bit a firebrand, had it stood
in his way; but the things with which he
was oppressed, no man ever yet
could shake off with ease.
CHRISTIANA: Then said Christiana, This
relation of Mr. Fearing has done me
good; I thought nobody had been like me.
But I see there was some semblance
betwixt this good man and me: only we
differed in two things. His troubles
were so great that they broke out; but mine
I kept within. His also lay so
hard upon him, they made him that he could
not knock at the houses provided
for entertainment; but my trouble was
always such as made me knock the
louder.
MERCY: If I might also speak my heart, I
must say that something of him has
also dwelt in me. For I have ever been more
afraid of the lake, and the loss
of a place in paradise, than I have been of
the loss other things. O,
thought I, may I have the happiness to have
a habitation there! ‘Tis enough,
though I part with all the world to win it.
MATTHEW: Then said Matthew, Fear was one
thing that made me think that I was
far from having that within me which
accompanies salvation. But if it was so
with such a good man as he, why may it not
also go well with me?
JAMES: No fears no grace, said James.
Though there is not always grace where
there is the fear of hell, yet, to be sure,
there is no grace where there is
no fear of God.
MR. GREAT-HEART: Well said, James; thou
hast hit the mark. For the fear of
God is the beginning of wisdom; and to be
sure, they that want the beginning
have neither middle nor end. But we will
here conclude our discourse of Mr.
Fearing, after we have sent after him this
farewell.
“Well, Master Fearing, thou didst fear
Thy God, and wast afraid
Of doing any thing, while here,
That would have thee betrayed.
And didst thou fear the lake and pit?
Would others do so too!
For, as for them that want thy wit,
They do themselves undo.”
Now I saw that they still went on in their
talk. For after Mr. Great-Heart
had made an end with Mr. Fearing, Mr.
Honest began to tell them of another,
but his name was Mr. Self-will. He
pretended himself to be a pilgrim, said
Mr. Honest; but I persuade myself he never
came in at the gate that stands
at the head of the way.
MR. GREAT-HEART: Had you ever any talk with
him about it?
MR. HONEST: Yes, more than once or twice;
but he would always be like
himself, self-willed. He neither cared for
man, nor argument, nor yet
example; what his mind prompted him to,
that he would do, and nothing else
could he be got to do.
MR. GREAT-HEART: Pray, what principles did
he hold? for I suppose you can
tell.
MR. HONEST: He held that a man might follow
the vices as well as the virtues
of pilgrims; and that if he did both, he
should be certainly saved.
MR. GREAT-HEART: How? If he had said, it is
possible for the best to be
guilty of the vices, as well as to partake
of the virtues of pilgrims, he
could not much have been blamed; for indeed
we are exempted from no vice
absolutely, but on condition that we watch
and strive. But this, I perceive,
is not the thing; but if I understand you
right, your meaning is, that he
was of opinion that it was allowable so to
be.
MR. HONEST: Aye, aye, so I mean, and so he
believed and practised.
MR. GREAT-HEART: But what grounds had he
for his so saying?
MR. HONEST: Why, he said he had the
Scripture for his warrant.
MR. GREAT-HEART: Prithee, Mr. Honest,
present us with a few particulars.
MR. HONEST: So I will. He said, to have to
do with other men’s wives had
been practised by David, God’s beloved; and
therefore he could do it. He
said, to have more women than one was a
thing that Solomon practised, and
therefore he could do it. He said, that
Sarah and the godly midwives of
Egypt lied, and so did save Rahab, and
therefore he could do it. He said,
that the disciples went at the bidding of
their Master, and took away the
owner’s ass, and therefore he could do so
too. He said, that Jacob got the
inheritance of his father in a way of guile
and dissimulation, and therefore
he could do so too.
MR. GREAT-HEART: High base indeed! And are
you sure he was of this opinion?
MR. HONEST: I heard him plead for it, bring
Scripture for it, bring
arguments for it, etc.
MR. GREAT-HEART: An opinion that is not fit
to be with any allowance in the
world!
MR. HONEST: You must understand me rightly:
he did not say that any man
might do this; but that they who had the
virtues of those that did such
things, might also do the same.
MR. GREAT-HEART: But what more false than
such a conclusion? For this is as
much as to say, that because good men
heretofore have sinned of infirmity,
therefore he had allowance to do it of a
presumptuous mind; or that if,
because a child, by the blast of the wind,
or for that it stumbled at a
stone, fell down and defiled itself in the
mire, therefore he might wilfully
lie down and wallow like a boar therein.
Who could have thought that any one
could so far have been blinded by the power
of lust? But what is written
must be true: they “stumble at the word,
being disobedient; whereunto also
they were appointed.” 1 Peter, 2:8. His
supposing that such may have the
godly men’s virtues, who addict themselves
to their vices, is also a
delusion as strong as the other. To eat up the sin of God’s
people, Hos.
4:8, as a dog licks up filth, is no sign
that one is possessed with their
virtues. Nor can I believe that one who is
of this opinion, can at present
have faith or love in him. But I know you
have made strong objections
against him; prithee what can he say for
himself?
MR. HONEST: Why, he says, to do this by way
of opinion, seems abundantly
more honest than to do it, and yet hold
contrary to it in opinion.
MR. GREAT-HEART: A very wicked answer. For
though to let loose the bridle to
lusts, while our opinions are against such
things, is bad; yet, to sin, and
plead a toleration so to do, is worse: the
one stumbles beholders
accidentally, the other leads them into the
snare.
MR. HONEST: There are many of this man’s
mind, that have not this man’s
mouth; and that makes going on pilgrimage
of so little esteem as it is.
MR. GREAT-HEART: You have said the truth,
and it is to be lamented: but he
that feareth the King of paradise, shall
come out of them all.
CHRISTIANA: There are strange opinions in
the world. I know one that said,
it was time enough to repent when we come
to die.
MR. GREAT-HEART: Such are not overwise;
that man would have been loth, might
he have had a week to run twenty miles in
his life, to defer his journey to
the last hour of that week.
MR. HONEST: You say right; and yet the
generality of them who count
themselves pilgrims, do indeed do thus. I
am, as you see, an old man, and
have been a traveller in this road many a
day; and I have taken notice of
many things.
I have seen some that have set out as if
they would drive all the world
before them, who yet have, in a few days,
died as they in the wilderness,
and so never got sight of the promised
land. I have seen some that have
promised nothing at first setting out to be
pilgrims, and who one would have
thought could not have lived a day, that
have yet proved very good pilgrims.
I have seen some who have run hastily
forward, that again have, after a
little time, run just as fast back again. I
have seen some who have spoken
very well of a pilgrim’s life at first,
that after a while have spoken as
much against it. I have heard some, when
they first set out for paradise,
say positively, there is such a place, who,
when they have been almost
there, have come back again, and said there
is none. I have heard some vaunt
what they would do in case they should be
opposed, that have, even at a
false alarm, fled faith, the pilgrim’s way,
and all.
Now, as they were thus on their way, there
came one running to meet them,
and said, Gentlemen, and you of the weaker
sort, if you love life, shift for
yourselves, for the robbers are before you.
MR. GREAT-HEART: Then said Mr. Great-Heart,
They be the three that set upon
Little-Faith heretofore. Well, said he, we
are ready for them: so they went
on their way. Now they looked at every
turning when they should have met
with the villains; but whether they heard
of Mr. Great-Heart, or whether
they had some other game, they came not up
to the pilgrims.
Christiana then wished for an inn to
refresh herself and her children,
because they were weary. Then said Mr.
Honest, There is one a little before
us, where a very honorable disciple, one
Gaius, dwells. Rom. 16:23. So they
all concluded to turn in thither; and the
rather, because the old gentleman
gave him so good a report. When they came
to the door they went in, not
knocking, for folks use not to knock at the
door of an inn. Then they called
for the master of the house, and he came to
them. So they asked if they
might lie there that night.
GAIUS: Yes, gentlemen, if you be true men;
for my house is for none but
pilgrims. Then were Christiana, Mercy, and
the boys the more glad, for that
the innkeeper was a lover of pilgrims. So
they called for rooms, and he
showed them one for Christiana and her
children and Mercy, and another for
Mr. Great-Heart and the old gentleman.
MR. GREAT-HEART: Then said Mr. Great-Heart,
good Gaius, what hast thou for
supper? for these pilgrims have come far
to-day, and are weary.
GAIUS: It is late, said Gaius, so we cannot
conveniently go out to seek
food; but such as we have you shall be
welcome to, if that will content.
MR. GREAT-HEART: We will be content with
what thou hast in the house; for as
much as I have proved thee, thou art never
destitute of that which is
convenient.
Then he went down and spake to the cook,
whose name was,
Taste-that-which-is-good, to get ready
supper for so many pilgrims. This
done, he comes up again, saying, Come, my
good friends, you are welcome to
me, and I am glad that I have a house to
entertain you in; and while supper
is making ready, if you please, let us
entertain one another with some good
discourse: so they all said, Content.
GAIUS: Then said Gaius, Whose wife is this
aged matron? and whose daughter
is this young damsel?
MR. GREAT-HEART: This woman is the wife of
one Christian, a pilgrim of
former times; and these are his four
children. The maid is one of her
acquaintance, one that she hath persuaded
to come with her on pilgrimage.
The boys take all after their father, and
covet to tread in his steps; yea,
if they do but see any place where the old
pilgrim hath lain, or any print
of his foot, it ministereth joy to their
hearts, and they covet to lie or
tread in the same.
GAIUS: Then said Gaius, Is this Christian’s
wife, and are these Christian’s
children? I knew your husband’s father,
yea, also his father’s father. Many
have been good of this stock; their
ancestors dwelt first at Antioch. Acts
11:26. Christian’s progenitors (I suppose
you have heard your husband talk
of them) were very worthy men. They have,
above any that I know, showed
themselves men of great virtue and courage
for the Lord of the pilgrims, his
ways, and them that loved him. I have heard
of many of your husband’s
relations that have stood all trials for
the sake of the truth. Stephen,
that was one of the first of the family
from whence your husband sprang, was
knocked on the head with stones. Acts 7:59,
60. James, another of this
generation, was slain with the edge of the
sword. Acts 12:2. To say nothing
of Paul and Peter, men anciently of the
family from whence your husband
came, there was Ignatius, who was cast to
the lions; Romanus, whose flesh
was cut by pieces from his bones; and
Polycarp, that played the man in the
fire. There was he that was hanged up in a
basket in the sun for the wasps
to eat; and he whom they put into a sack,
and cast him into the sea to be
drowned. It would be impossible utterly to
count up all of that family who
have suffered injuries and death for the
love of a pilgrim’s life. Nor can I
but be glad to see that thy husband has
left behind him four such boys as
these. I hope they will bear up their
father’s name, and tread in their
father’s steps, and come to their father’s
end.
MR. GREAT-HEART: Indeed, sir, they are
likely lads: they seem to choose
heartily their father’s ways.
GAIUS: That is it that I said. Wherefore Christian’s
family is like still to
spread abroad upon the face of the ground,
and yet to be numerous upon the
face of the earth; let Christiana look out
some damsels for her sons, to
whom they may be betrothed, etc., that the
name of their father, and the
house of his progenitors, may never be
forgotten in the world.
MR. HONEST: ‘Tis pity his family should
fall and be extinct.
GAIUS: Fall it cannot, but be diminished it
may; but let Christiana take my
advice, and that is the way to uphold it.
And, Christiana, said this
innkeeper, I am glad to see thee and thy
friend Mercy together here, a
lovely couple. And if I may advise, take
Mercy into a nearer relation to
thee: if she will, let her be given to
Matthew thy eldest son. It is the way
to preserve a posterity in the earth. So
this match was concluded, and in
process of time they were married: but more
of that hereafter.
Gaius also proceeded, and said, I will now
speak on the behalf of women, to
take away their reproach. For as death and
the curse came into the world by
a woman, Gen. 3, so also did life and
health: God sent forth his Son, made
of a woman. Gal. 4:4. Yea, to show how much
they that came after did abhor
the act of the mother, this sex in the Old
Testament coveted children, if
happily this or that woman might be the
mother of the Saviour of the world.
I will say again, that when the Saviour was
come, women rejoiced in him,
before either man or angel. Luke 1:42-46. I read not that ever any man
did
give unto Christ so much as one groat; but
the women followed him, and
ministered to him of their substance. Luke
8:2,3. ‘Twas a woman that washed
his feet with tears, Luke 7:37-50, and a
woman that anointed his body at the
burial. John 11:2; 12:3. They were women
who wept when he was going to the
cross, Luke 23:27, and women that followed
him from the cross, Matt.
27:55,56; Luke 23:55, and sat over against
his sepulchre when he was buried.
Matt. 27:61. They were women that were
first with him at his
resurrection-morn, Luke 24:1, and women
that brought tidings first to his
disciples that he was risen from the dead.
Luke 24:22,23. Women therefore
are highly favored, and show by these
things that they are sharers with us
in the grace of life.
Now the cook sent up to signify that supper
was almost ready, and sent one
to lay the cloth, and the trenchers, and to
set the salt and bread in order.
Then said Matthew, The sight of this cloth,
and of this forerunner of the
supper, begetteth in me a greater appetite
for my food than I had before.
GAIUS: So let all ministering doctrines to
thee in this life beget in thee a
greater desire to sit at the supper of the
great King in his kingdom; for
all preaching, books, and ordinances here,
are but as the laying of the
trenchers, and the setting of salt upon the
board, when compared with the
feast which our Lord will make for us when
we come to his house.
So supper came up. And first a
heave-shoulder and a wave-breast were set on
the table before them; to show that they
must begin their meal with prayer
and praise to God. The heave-shoulder David
lifted up his heart to God with;
and
with the wave-breast, where his heart lay, he used to lean upon his harp
when he played. Lev. 7: 32-34; 10:14,15;
Psalm 25:1; Heb. 13:15. These two
dishes were very fresh and good, and they
all ate heartily thereof.
The next they brought up was a bottle of
wine, as red as blood. Deut. 32:14;
Judges 9:13; John 15:5. So Gaius said to
them, Drink freely; this is the
true juice of the vine, that makes glad the
heart of God and man. So they
drank and were merry.
The next was a dish of milk well crumbed;
Gaius said, Let the boys have
that, that they may grow thereby. 1 Pet.
2:1,2.
Then they brought up in course a dish of
butter and honey. Then said Gaius,
Eat freely of this, for this is good to
cheer up and strengthen your
judgments and understandings. This was our Lord’s dish when he was
a child:
“Butter and honey shall he eat, that he may
know to refuse the evil, and
choose the good.” Isa. 7:15.
Then they brought them up a dish of apples,
and they were very good-tasted
fruit. Then said Matthew, May we eat
apples, since it was such by and with
which the serpent beguiled our first
mother?
Then said Gaius,
“Apples were they with which we were
beguil’d,
Yet sin, not apples, hath our souls defil’d:
Apples forbid, if ate, corrupt the blood;
To eat such, when commanded, does us good:
Drink of his flagons then, thou church, his
dove,
And eat his apples, who art sick of love.”
Then said Matthew, I made the scruple,
because I a while since was sick with
the eating of fruit.
GAIUS: Forbidden fruit will make you sick;
but not what our Lord has
tolerated.
While they were thus talking, they were
presented with another dish, and it
was a dish of nuts. Song 6:11. Then said
some at the table, Nuts spoil
tender teeth, especially the teeth of
children: which when Gaius heard, he
said,
“Hard texts are nuts, (I will not call them
cheaters,)
Whose shells do keep the kernel from the
eaters:
Open the shells, and you shall have the
meat;
They here are brought for you to crack and
eat.”
Then were they very merry, and sat at the
table a long time, talking of many
things. Then said the old gentleman, My
good landlord, while we are cracking
your nuts, if you please, do you open this
riddle:
“A man there was, though some did count him
mad,
The more he cast away, the more he had.”
Then they all gave good heed, wondering
what good Gaius would say; so he sat
still a while, and then thus replied:
“He who bestows his goods upon the poor,
Shall have as much again, and ten times
more.”
Then said Joseph, I dare say, sir, I did
not think you could have found it
out.
Oh, said Gaius, I have been trained up in
this way a great while: nothing
teaches like experience. I have learned of
my Lord to be kind, and have
found by experience that I have gained
thereby. There is that scattereth,
and yet increaseth; and there is that
withholdeth more than is meet, but it
tendeth to poverty: There is that maketh
himself rich, yet hath nothing;
there is that maketh himself poor, yet hath
great riches. Prov. 11:24; 13:7.
Then Samuel whispered to Christiana, his
mother, and said, Mother, this is a
very good man’s house: let us stay here a
good while, and let my brother
Matthew be married here to Mercy, before we
go any further. The which Gaius
the host overhearing, said, With a very
good will, my child.
So they stayed there more than a month, and
Mercy was given to Matthew to
wife.
While they stayed here, Mercy, as her
custom was, would be making coats and
garments to give to the poor, by which she
brought a very good report upon
the pilgrims.
But to return again to our story: After
supper the lads desired a bed, for
they were weary with travelling: Then Gaius
called to show them their
chamber; but said Mercy, I will have them
to bed. So she had them to bed,
and they slept well: but the rest sat up
all night; for Gaius and they were
such suitable company, that they could not
tell how to part. After much talk
of their Lord, themselves, and their
journey, old Mr. Honest, he that put
forth the riddle to Gaius, began to nod.
Then said Great-Heart, What, sir,
you begin to be drowsy; come, rub up, now
here is a riddle for you. Then
said Mr. Honest, Let us hear it. Then
replied Mr. Great-heart,
“He that would kill, must first be
overcome:
Who live abroad would, first must die at
home.”
Ha, said Mr. Honest, it is a hard one; hard
to expound, and harder to
practise. But come, landlord, said he, I
will, if you please, leave my part
to you: do you expound it, and I will hear
what you say.
No, said Gaius, it was put to you, and it
is expected you should answer it.
Then said the old gentleman,
“He first by grace must conquered be,
That sin would mortify;
Who that he lives would convince me,
Unto himself must die.”
It is right, said Gaius; good doctrine and
experience teach this. For,
first, until grace displays itself, and
overcomes the soul with its glory,
it is altogether without heart to oppose
sin. Besides, if sin is Satan’s
cords, by which the soul lies bound, how
should it make resistance before it
is loosed from that infirmity? Secondly,
Nor will any one that knows either
reason or grace, believe that such a man
can be a living monument of grace
that is a slave to his own corruptions. And
now it comes into my mind, I
will tell you a story worth the hearing.
There were two men that went on
pilgrimage; the one began when he was
young, the other when he was old. The
young man had strong corruptions to grapple
with; the old man’s were weak
with the decays of nature. The young man
trod his steps as even as did the
old one, and was every way as light as he.
Who now, or which of them, had
their graces shining clearest, since both
seemed to be alike?
MR. HONEST: The young man’s, doubtless. For
that which makes head against
the greatest opposition, gives best
demonstration that it is strongest;
especially when it also holdeth pace with
that which meets not with half so
much, as to be sure old age does not.
Besides, I have observed that old men
have blessed themselves with this mistake;
namely, taking the decays of
nature for a gracious conquest over
corruptions, and so have been apt to
beguile themselves. Indeed, old men that
are gracious are best able to give
advice to them that are young, because they
have seen most of the emptiness
of things: but yet, for an old and a young
man to set out both together, the
young one has the advantage of the fairest
discovery of a work of grace
within him, though the old man’s
corruptions are naturally the weakest. Thus
they sat talking till break of day.
Now, when the family were up, Christiana
bid her son James that he should
read a chapter; so he read 53d of Isaiah.
When he had done, Mr. Honest asked
why it was said that the Saviour was to
come “out of a dry ground;” and
also, that “he had no form nor comeliness
in him.”
MR. GREAT-HEART: Then said Mr. Great-Heart,
To the first I answer, because
the church of the Jews, of which Christ
came, had then lost almost all the
sap and spirit of religion. To the second I
say, the words are spoken in the
person of unbelievers, who, because they
want the eye that can see into our
Prince’s heart, therefore they judge of him
by the meanness of his outside;
just like those who, not knowing that
precious stones are covered over with
a homely crust, when they have found one,
because they know not what they
have found, cast it away again, as men do a
common stone.
Well, said Gaius, now you are here, and
since, as I know, Mr. Great-Heart is
good at his weapons, if you please, after
we have refreshed ourselves, we
will walk into the fields, to see if we can
do any good. About a mile from
hence there is one Slay-good, a giant, that
doth much annoy the King’s
highway in these parts; and I know
whereabout his haunt is. He is master of
a number of thieves: ‘t would be well if we
could clear these parts of him.
So they consented and went: Mr. Great-Heart
with his sword, helmet, and
shield; and the rest with spears and
staves.
When they came to the place where he was,
they found him with one
Feeble-mind in his hand, whom his servants
had brought unto him, having
taken him in the way. Now the giant was
rifling him, with a purpose after
that to pick his bones; for he was of the
nature of flesheaters.
Well, so soon as he saw Mr. Great-Heart and
his friends at the mouth of his
cave, with their weapons, he demanded what
they wanted.
MR. GREAT-HEART: We want thee; for we are
come to revenge the quarrels of
the many that thou hast slain of the
pilgrims, when thou hast dragged them
out of the King’s highway: wherefore come
out of thy cave. So he armed
himself and came out, and to battle they
went, and fought for above an hour,
and then stood still to take wind.
SLAY-GOOD: Then said the giant, Why are you
here on my ground?
MR. GREAT-HEART: To revenge the blood of
pilgrims, as I told thee before. So
they went to it again, and the giant made
Mr. Great-Heart give back; but he
came up again, and in the greatness of his
mind he let fly with such
stoutness at the giant’s head and sides,
that he made him let his weapon
fall out of his hand. So he smote him, and
slew him, and cut off his head,
and brought it away to the inn. He also
took Feeble-mind the pilgrim, and
brought him with him to his lodgings. When
they were come home, they showed
his head to the family, and set it up, as
they had done others before, for a
terror to those that should attempt to do
as he hereafter.
Then they asked Mr. Feeble-Mind how he fell
into his hands.
MR. FEEBLE-MIND: Then said the poor man, I
am a sickly man, as you see: and
because death did usually once a day knock
at my door, I thought I should
never be well at home; so I betook myself
to a pilgrim’s life, and have
traveled hither from the town of Uncertain,
where I and my father were born.
I am a man of no strength at all of body,
nor yet of mind, but would, if I
could, though I can but crawl, spend my
life in the pilgrim’s way. When I
came at the gate that is at the head of the
way, the Lord of that place did
entertain me freely; neither objected he
against my weakly looks, nor
against my feeble mind; but gave me such
things as were necessary for my
journey, and bid me hope to the end. When I
came to the house of the
Interpreter, I received much kindness
there: and because the hill of
Difficulty was judged too hard for me, I
was carried up that by one of his
servants. Indeed, I have found much relief
from pilgrims, though none were
willing to go so softly as I am forced to
do: yet still as they came on,
they bid me be of good cheer, and said,
that it was the will of their Lord
that comfort should be given to the
feeble-minded, 1 Thess. 5:14; and so
went on their own pace. When I was come to
Assault-lane, then this giant met
with me, and bid me prepare for an
encounter. But, alas, feeble one that I
was, I had more need of a cordial; so he
came up and took me. I conceited he
would not kill me. Also when he had got me
into his den, since I went not
with him willingly, I believed I should
come out alive again; for I have
heard, that not any pilgrim that is taken
captive by violent hands, if he
keeps heart whole towards his Master, is,
by the laws of providence, to die
by the hand of the enemy. Robbed I looked
to be, and robbed to be sure I am;
but I have, as you see, escaped with life,
for the which I thank my King as
the author, and you as the means. Other
brunts I also look for; but this I
have resolved on, to wit, to run when I
can, to go when I cannot run, and to
creep when I cannot go. As to the main, I
thank him that loved me, I am
fixed; my way is before me, my mind is
beyond the river that has no bridge,
though I am, as you see, but of a feeble
mind.
MR. HONEST: Then said old Mr. Honest, Have
not you, sometime ago, been
acquainted with one Mr. Fearing, a pilgrim?
MR. FEEBLE-MIND: Acquainted with him! Yes,
he came from the town of
Stupidity, which lieth four degrees to the
northward of the city of
Destruction, and as many off of where I was
born: yet we were well
acquainted, for indeed he was my uncle, my
father’s brother. He and I have
been much of a temper: he was a little
shorter than I, but yet we were much
of a complexion.
MR. HONEST: I perceive you knew him, and I
am apt to believe also that you
were related one to another; for you have
his whitely look, a cast like his
with your eye, and your speech is much
alike.
MR. FEEBLE-MIND: Most have said so that
have known us both: and, besides,
what I have read in him I have for the most
part found in myself.
GAIUS: Come, sir, said good Gaius, be of
good cheer; you are welcome to me,
and to my house. What thou hast a mind to,
call for freely; and what thou
wouldst have my servants do for thee, they
will do it with a ready mind.
Then said Mr. Feeble-mind, This is an
unexpected favor, and as the sun
shining out of a very dark cloud. Did giant
Slay-good intend me this favor
when he stopped me, and resolved to let me
go no further? Did he intend,
that after he had rifled my pockets I
should go to Gaius mine host? Yet so
it is.
Now, just as Mr. Feeble-mind and Gaius were
thus in talk, there came one
running, and called at the door, and said,
that about a mile and a half off
there was one Mr. Not-right, a pilgrim,
struck dead upon the place where he
was, with a thunderbolt.
MR. FEEBLE-MIND: Alas! said Mr.
Feeble-mind, is he slain? He overtook me
some days before I came so far as hither,
and would be my company-keeper. He
was also with me when Slay-good the giant
took me, but he was nimble of his
heels, and escaped; but it seems he escaped
to die, and I was taken to live.
“What one would think doth seek to slay
outright,
Ofttimes delivers from the saddest plight.
That very Providence whose face is death,
Doth ofttimes to the lowly life bequeath.
I taken was, he did escape and flee;
Hands cross’d gave death to him and life to
me.”
Now, about this time Matthew and Mercy were
married; also Gaius gave his
daughter Phebe to James, Matthew’s brother,
to wife; after which time they
yet stayed about ten days at Gaius’ house,
spending their time and the
seasons like as pilgrims use to do.
When they were to depart, Gaius made them a
feast, and they did eat and
drink, and were merry. Now the hour was
come that they must be gone;
wherefore Mr. Great-heart called for a
reckoning. But Gaius told him, that
at his house it was not the custom for
pilgrims to pay for their
entertainment. He boarded them by the year,
but looked for his pay from the
good Samaritan, who had promised him, at
his return, whatsoever charge he
was at with them, faithfully to repay him.
Luke 10:34,35. Then said Mr.
Great-heart to him,
MR. GREAT-HEART: Beloved, thou doest
faithfully whatsoever thou doest to the
brethren, and to strangers, who have borne
witness of thy charity before the
church, whom if thou yet bring forward on
their journey, after a godly sort,
thou shalt do well. 3 John 5,6. Then Gaius
took his leave of them all, and
his children, and particularly of Mr.
Feeble-mind. He also gave him
something to drink by the way.
Now Mr. Feeble-mind, when they were going
out of the door, made as if he
intended to linger. The which, when Mr.
Great-Heart espied, he said, Come,
Mr. Feeble-mind, pray do you go along with
us: I will be your conductor, and
you shall fare as the rest.
MR. FEEBLE-MIND: Alas! I want a suitable
companion. You are all lusty and
strong, but I, as you see, am weak; I
choose, therefore, rather to come
behind, lest, by reason of my many
infirmities, I should be both a burden to
myself and to you. I am, as I said, a man
of a weak and feeble mind, and
shall be offended and made weak at that
which others can bear. I shall like
no laughing; I shall like no gay attire; I
shall like no unprofitable
questions. Nay, I am so weak a man as to be
offended with that which others
have a liberty to do. I do not yet know all
the truth: I am a very ignorant
Christian man. Sometimes, if I hear some
rejoice in the Lord, it troubles me
because I cannot do so too. It is with me
as it is with a weak man among the
strong, or as with a sick man among the
healthy, or as a lamp despised; so
that I know not what to do. “He that is
ready to slip with his feet is as a
lamp despised in the thought of him that is
at ease.” Job 12:5.
MR. GREAT-HEART: But, brother, said Mr.
Great-Heart, I have it in commission
to comfort the feeble-minded, and to
support the weak. You must needs go
along with us; we will wait for you; we
will lend you our help; we will deny
ourselves of some things, both opinionative
and practical, for your sake: we
will not enter into doubtful disputations
before you; we will be made all
things to you, rather than you shall be
left behind. 1 Thess. 5:14; Rom. 14;
1 Cor. 8:9-13; 9:22.
Now, all this while they were at Gaius’
door; and behold, as they were thus
in the heat of their discourse, Mr.
Ready-to-halt came by, with his crutches
in his hand, and he also was going on
pilgrimage.
MR. FEEBLE-MIND: Then said Mr. Feeble-mind
to him, Man, how camest thou
hither? I was but now complaining that I
had not a suitable companion, but
thou art according to my wish. Welcome,
welcome, good Mr. Ready-to-halt; I
hope thou and I may be some help.
MR. READY-TO-HALT: I shall be glad of thy
company, said the other; and, good
Mr. Feeble-mind, rather than we will part,
since we are thus happily met, I
will lend thee one of my crutches.
MR. FEEBLE-MIND: Nay, said he, though I
thank thee for thy good-will, I am
not inclined to halt before I am lame.
Howbeit, I think when occasion is, it
may help me against a dog.
MR. READY-TO-HALT: If either myself or my
crutches can do thee a pleasure,
we are both at thy command, good Mr.
Feeble-mind.
Thus, therefore, they went on. Mr.
Great-Heart and Mr. Honest went before,
Christiana and her children went next, and
Mr. Feeble-mind came behind, and
Mr. Ready-to-halt with his crutches. Then
said Mr. Honest,
MR. HONEST: Pray, sir, now we are upon the
road, tell us some profitable
things of some that have gone on pilgrimage
before us.
MR. GREAT-HEART: With a good will. I
suppose you have heard how Christian of
old did meet with Apollyon in the Valley of
Humiliation, and also what hard
work he had to go through the Valley of the
Shadow of Death. Also I think
you cannot but have heard how Faithful was
put to it by Madam Wanton, with
Adam the First, with one Discontent, and
Shame; four as deceitful villains
as a man can meet with upon the road.
MR. HONEST: Yes, I have heard of all this;
but indeed good Faithful was
hardest put to it with Shame: he was an
unwearied one.
MR. GREAT-HEART: Aye; for, as the pilgrim
well said, he of all men had the
wrong name.
MR. HONEST: But pray, sir, where was it
that Christian and Faithful met
Talkative? That same was also a notable
one.
MR. GREAT-HEART: He was a confident fool;
yet many follow his ways.
MR. HONEST: He had like to have beguiled
Faithful.
MR. GREAT-HEART: Aye, but Christian put him
into a way quickly to find him
out.
Thus they went on till they came to the
place where Evangelist met with
Christian and Faithful, and prophesied to
them what should befall them at
Vanity Fair. Then said their guide,
Hereabouts did Christian and Faithful
meet with Evangelist, who prophesied to
them of what troubles they should
meet with at Vanity Fair.
MR. HONEST: Say you so? I dare say it was a
hard chapter that then he did
read unto them.
MR. GREAT-HEART: It was so, but he gave
them encouragement withal. But what
do we talk of them? They were a couple of
lion-like men; they had set their
faces like a flint. Do not you remember how
undaunted they were when they
stood before the judge?
MR. HONEST: Well: Faithful bravely
suffered.
MR. GREAT-HEART: So he did, and as brave
things came on’t; for Hopeful, and
some others, as the story relates it, were
converted by his death.
MR. HONEST: Well, but pray go on; for you
are well acquainted with things.
MR. GREAT-HEART: Above all that Christian
met with after he had passed
through Vanity Fair, one By-ends was the
arch one.
MR. HONEST: By-ends! what was he?
MR. GREAT-HEART: A very arch fellow, a downright
hypocrite; one that would
be religious, whichever way the world went;
but so cunning, that he would be
sure never to lose or suffer for it. He had
his mode of religion for every
fresh occasion, and his wife was as good at
it as he. He would turn from
opinion to opinion; yea, and plead for so
doing, too. But, so far as I could
learn, he came to an ill end with his
by-ends; nor did I ever hear that any
of his children were ever of any esteem
with any that truly feared God.
Now by this time they were come within
sight of the town of Vanity, where
Vanity Fair is kept. So, when they saw that
they were so near the town, they
consulted with one another how they should
pass through the town; and some
said one thing, and some another. At last
Mr. Great-Heart said, I have, as
you may understand, often been a conductor
of pilgrims through this town.
Now, I am acquainted with one Mr. Mnason,
Acts 21:16, a Cyprusian by nation,
an old disciple, at whose house we may
lodge. If you think good, we will
turn in there.
Content, said old Honest; Content, said
Christiana; Content, said Mr.
Feeble-mind; and so they said all. Now you
must think it was eventide by
that they got to the outside of the town;
but Mr. Great-Heart knew the way
to the old man’s house. So thither they
came; and he called at the door, and
the old man within knew his tongue as soon
as ever he heard it; so he opened
the door, and they all came in. Then said
Mnason, their host, How far have
ye come to-day? So they said, from the
house of Gaius our friend. I promise
you, said he, you have gone a good stitch.
You may well be weary; sit down.
So they sat down.
MR. GREAT-HEART: Then said their guide,
Come, what cheer, good sirs? I dare
say you are welcome to my friend.
MR. MNASON: I also, said Mr. Mnason, do bid
you welcome; and whatever you
want, do but say, and we will do what we
can to get it for you.
MR. HONEST: Our great want, a while since,
was harbor and good company, and
now I hope we have both.
MR. MNASON: For harbor, you see what it is;
but for good company, that will
appear in the trial.
MR. GREAT-HEART: Well, said Mr.
Great-Heart, will you have the pilgrims up
into their lodging?
MR. MNASON: I will, said Mr. Mnason So he
had them to their respective
places; and also showed them a very fair
dining-room, where they might be,
and sup together until the time should come
to go to rest.
Now, when they were seated in their places,
and were a little cheery after
their journey, Mr. Honest asked his
landlord if there was any store of good
people in the town.
MR. MNASON: We have a few: for indeed they
are but a few when compared with
them on the other side.
MR. HONEST: But how shall we do to see some
of them? for the sight of good
men to them that are going on pilgrimage,
is like the appearing of the moon
and stars to them that are sailing upon the
seas.
MR. MNASON: Then Mr. Mnason stamped with
his foot, and his daughter Grace
came up. So he said unto her, Grace, go
you, tell my friends, Mr. Contrite,
Mr. Holy-man, Mr. Love-saints, Mr.
Dare-not-lie, and Mr. Penitent, that I
have a friend or two at my house who have a
mind this evening to see them.
So Grace went to call them, and they came;
and after salutation made, they
sat down together at the table.
Then said Mr. Mnason their landlord, My
neighbors, I have, as you see, a
company of strangers come to my house; they
are pilgrims: they come from
afar, and are going to Mount Zion. But who,
quoth he, do you think this is?
pointing his finger to Christiana. It is
Christiana, the wife of Christian,
the famous pilgrim, who, with Faithful his
brother, was so shamefully
handled in our town. At that they stood
amazed, saying, We little thought to
see Christiana when Grace came to call us;
wherefore this is a very
comfortable surprise. They then asked her
of her welfare, and if these young
men
were her husband’s sons. And when she had told them they were, they
said, The King whom you love and serve make
you as your father, and bring
you where he is in peace.
MR. HONEST: Then Mr. Honest (when they were
all sat down) asked Mr. Contrite
and the rest, in what posture their town
was at present.
MR. CONTRITE: You may be sure we are full
of hurry in fair-time. ‘T is hard
keeping our hearts and spirits in good
order when we are in a cumbered
condition. He that lives in such a place as
this is, and has to do with such
as we have, has need of an item to caution
him to take heed every moment of
the day.
MR. HONEST: But how are your neighbors now
for quietness?
MR. CONTRITE: They are much more moderate
now than formerly. You know how
Christian and Faithful were used at our
town; but of late, I say, they have
been far more moderate. I think the blood
of Faithful lieth as a load upon
them till now; for since they burned him,
they have been ashamed to burn any
more. In those days we were afraid to walk the street; but now we can
show
our heads. Then the name of a professor was
odious; now, especially in some
parts of our town, (for you know our town
is large,) religion is counted
honorable. Then said Mr. Contrite to them,
Pray how fareth it with you in
your pilgrimage? how stands the country
affected towards you?
MR. HONEST: It happens to us as it
happeneth to wayfaring men: sometimes our
way is clean, sometimes foul; sometimes up
hill, sometimes down hill; we are
seldom at a certainty. The wind is not
always on our backs, nor is every one
a friend that we meet with in the way. We
have met with some notable rubs
already, and what are yet behind we know
not; but for the most part, we find
it true that has been talked of old, A good
man must suffer trouble.
MR. CONTRITE: You talk of rubs; what rubs
have you met withal?
MR. HONEST: Nay, ask Mr. Great-Heart, our
guide; for he can give the best
account of that.
MR. GREAT-HEART: We have been beset three
or four times already. First,
Christiana and her children were beset by
two ruffians, who they feared
would take away their lives. We were beset
by Giant Bloody-man, Giant Maul,
and Giant Slay-good. Indeed, we did rather
beset the last than were beset by
him. And thus it was: after we had been
some time at the house of Gaius mine
host, and of the whole church, we were
minded upon a time to take our
weapons with us, and go see if we could
light upon any of those that are
enemies to pilgrims; for we heard that
there was a notable one thereabouts.
Now Gaius knew his haunt better than I,
because he dwelt thereabout. So we
looked, and looked, till at last we
discerned the mouth of his cave: then we
were glad, and plucked up our spirits. So
we approached up to his den; and
lo, when we came there, he had dragged, by
mere force, into his net, this
poor man, Mr. Feeble-mind, and was about to
bring him to his end. But when
he saw us, supposing, as we thought, he had
another prey, he left the poor
man in his hole, and came out. So we fell
to it full sore, and he lustily
laid about him; but, in conclusion, he was
brought down to the ground, and
his head cut off, and set up by the
way-side for a terror to such as should
after practise such ungodliness. That I
tell you the truth, here is the man
himself to affirm it, who was as a lamb
taken out of the mouth of the lion.
MR. FEEBLE-MIND: Then said Mr. Feeble-mind,
I found this true, to my cost
and comfort: to my cost, when he threatened
to pick my bones every moment;
and to my comfort, when I saw Mr.
Great-Heart and his friends, with their
weapons, approach so near for my
deliverance.
MR. HOLY-MAN: Then said Mr. Holy-man, There
are two things that they have
need to possess who go on pilgrimage;
courage, and an unspotted life. If
they have not courage, they can never hold
on their way; and if their lives
be
loose, they will make the very name of a pilgrim stink.
MR. LOVE-SAINTS: Then said Mr. Love-saints,
I hope this caution is not
needful among you: but truly there are many
that go upon the road, who
rather declare themselves strangers to pilgrimage,
than strangers and
pilgrims on the earth.
MR. DARE-NOT-LIE: Then said Mr.
Dare-not-lie, ‘Tis true. They have neither
the pilgrim’s weed, nor the pilgrim’s
courage; they go not uprightly, but
all awry with their feet; one shoe goeth
inward, another outward; and their
hosen are out behind: here a rag, and there
a rent, to the disparagement of
their Lord.
MR. PENITENT: These things, said Mr.
Penitent, they ought to be troubled
for; nor are the pilgrims like to have that
grace put upon them and their
Pilgrim’s Progress as they desire, until
the way is cleared of such spots
and blemishes. Thus they sat talking and
spending the time until supper was
set upon the table, unto which they went,
and refreshed their weary bodies:
so they went to rest.
Now they staid in the fair a great while,
at the house of Mr. Mnason, who in
process of time gave his daughter Grace
unto Samuel, Christian’s son, to
wife, and his daughter Martha to Joseph.
The time, as I said, that they staid here,
was long, for it was not now as
in former times. Wherefore the pilgrims
grew acquainted with many of the
good people of the town, and did them what
service they could. Mercy, as she
was wont, labored much for the poor:
wherefore their bellies and backs
blessed her, and she was there an ornament
to her profession. And, to say
the truth for Grace, Phebe, and Martha,
they were all of a very good nature,
and did much good in their places. They
were also all of them very fruitful;
so that Christian’s name, as was said
before, was like to live in the world.
While they lay here, there came a monster
out of the woods, and slew many of
the people of the town. It would also carry
away their children, and teach
them to suck its whelps. Now, no man in the
town durst so much as face this
monster; but all fled when they heard the
noise of his coming.
The monster was like unto no one beast on
the earth. Its body was like a
dragon, and it had seven heads and ten
horns. It made great havoc of
children, and yet it was governed by a
woman. Rev. 17:3. This monster
propounded conditions to men; and such men
as loved their lives more than
their souls, accepted of those conditions.
So they came under.
Now Mr. Great-Heart, together with those
who came to visit the pilgrims at
Mr. Mnason’s house, entered into a covenant
to go and engage this beast, if
perhaps they might deliver the people of
this town from the paws and mouth
of this so devouring a serpent.
Then did Mr. Great-Heart, Mr. Contrite, Mr.
Holy-man, Mr. Dare-not-lie, and
Mr. Penitent, with their weapons, go forth
to meet him. Now the monster at
first was very rampant, and looked upon
these enemies with great disdain;
but they so belabored him, being sturdy men
at arms, that they made him make
a retreat: so they came home to Mr.
Mnason’s house again.
The monster, you must know, had his certain
seasons to come out in, and to
make his attempts upon the children of the
people of the town. At these
seasons did these valiant worthies watch
him, and did still continually
assault him; insomuch that in process of
time he became not only wounded,
but lame. Also he has not made that havoc
of the townsmen’s children as
formerly he had done; and it is verily
believed by some that this beast will
die of his wounds.
This, therefore, made Mr. Great-Heart and
his fellows of great fame in this
town; so that many of the people that
wanted their taste of things, yet had
a reverent esteem and respect for them.
Upon this account, therefore, it
was, that these pilgrims got not much hurt
here. True, there were some of
the baser sort, that could see no more than
a mole, nor understand any more
than a beast; these had no reverence for
these men, and took no notice of
their valor and adventures.