Then I faw in my Dream, That the Shepherds had them to another Place in a Bottom, where was a Door in the Side of an Hill, and they opened the Door, and bid them look in: They looked in therefore, and faw that within it was very dark and fmoaky; they alfo thought that they heard there a rumbling Noife, as of Fire, and a Cry of fome tormented, and that they smelt the Scent of Brimstone. Then faid Chriftian, What Means this? The ShepA Bye Way herds told them, This is a Bye-Way to to Hell. Hell, a Way that Hypocrites go in at; namely, fuch as fell their Birth-right with Efau; fuch as fell their Mafter with Judas; fuch as blafpheme the Gofpel with Alexander; and that lie and diffemble with Ananias and Sapphira his Wife. Then faid Hopeful to the Shepherds, I perceive that thefe bad on them, even every one, a Show of Pilgrimage, as we have now, bad they not? Shep. Yes, and held it a long Time too. Hope. How far might they go on Pilgrimage in their Days, fince they notwithstanding were thus miferably caft away? Shep. Some farther, and fome not fo far as these Mountains. Then faid the Pilgrims one to another, We have need to cry to the ftrong for Strength. Shep. Ay, and you will have need to ufe it, when you have it, too. By this Time the Pilgrims had a Defire to go forwards, and the Shepherds a Defire they fhould; fo they walked together towards the End of the Mountains. Then faid the Shepherds one to another, Let us * us here fhow the Pilgrims the Gates to the Coeleftial City, if they have Skill to look through our * Perfpective-Glafs. The The ShepPilgrims then lovingly accepted the Mo- berds Peripec tion: So they had them to the Top of of tive Glass. an high Hill, called † Clear, and + The Hill them the Glafs to look. gave Clear. Then they tried to look, but the Remembrance of the laft Things that the Shepherds had fhowed them, made their Hands shake; by Means of which Impediment, they could not look fteadily through the Glafs; yet they thought they faw 1 The Fruits fomething like the Gate, and alfo fome of of fervile the Glory of the Place. Then they went away and fang: Thus by the Shepherds' Secrets are reveal'd, be. When they were about to depart, one of the Shepherds gave them a Note of the Fear. Way. Another of them bid them § Beware § A two-fold And I flept and dreamed again, and faw the fame Two Pilgrims going down the Mountains along the Highway towards the City. Now a little below thefe | The Country Mountains on the Left Hand lieth the of Conceit, Country of Conceit; from which Country out of which came Ignothere rance. * Chriftian and Ignorance have jome Talk together. + The Ground Hope there comes into the Way in which the Pilgrims walked, a little crooked Lane. Here, therefore, they met with a very brisk Lad, that came out of that Country; and his Name was Ignorance. So Chriftian afked him, From what Parts he came, and whi ther he was going. Ignor. Sir, I was born in the Country that lieth off there, a little on the Left Hand, and am going to the Cœleftial City. Chr. But how do you think to get in at the Gate? for you may find fome Difficulty there. Ignor. As other good People do, said he. Chr. But what have you to show at that Gate, that the Gate fhould be opened to you? Ignor. I know my Lord's Will, and fignorance's have been a good Liver; I pay every Man his own; I pray, faft, pay Tithes, and give Alms, and have left my Country, for whither I am going. He telleth every one he is but a Fool. Chr. But thou cameft not in at the Wicket-Gate that is at the Head of this Way; thou camest in hither through that same crooked Lane, and therefore I fear, however thou mayeft think of thyfelf, when the Reckoning-day fhall come, thou shalt have laid to thy Charge, that thou art a Thief and a Robber, inftead of getting Admittance into the City. Ignor. Gentlemen, Ye be utter Strangers to me, I know you not; be content to follow the Religion of your Country, and I will follow the Religion of mine. I hope hope all will be well. And as for the Gate that you talk of, all the World knows that this is a great Way off of our Country. I cannot think that any Men in all our Parts do fo much as know the Way to it, nor need they matter whether they did or no, fince we have, as you see, a fine pleasant green Lane, that comes down from our Country, the next Way into it. 12. How to carry it to a Fool. When Chriftian faw that the Man was wife in his own Conceit, he faid to Hopeful whisperingly, There is more Hopes of a Prov. xxvi. Fool than of him. And faid moreover, When be that is a Fool walketh by the Way, Ecclef. x. 3. bis Wisdom faileth kim, and he faith to every one, that he is a Fool. What, fhall we talk farther with him, or out-go him at prefent, and fo leave him to think of what he hath heard already, and then stop again for him afterwards, and fee if by Degrees we can do any Good of him? Then faid Hopeful: Let Ignorance a little while now muje (Although he made them) them he will not Hope Mat. xii. 46. *The Deftruction of one Turn-away. Hope. He farther added, it is not good I think, to fay to him all at once; let us pafs him by, if you will, and talk to him anon, even as he is able to bear it. So they went both on, and Ignorance he came after. Now, when they had passed him a little Way, they entered into a very dark Lane, where they met a Man whom seven Devils had bound with feven ftrong Cords, and were carrying of him back to the Door that they faw on the Side of the Hill: Now good Chriftian began to tremble, and fo did Hopeful his Companion: Yet as the Devils led away the Man, Chriftian looked to see if he knew him; and he thought it might be one *Turn-away, that dwelt in the Town of Apoftacy. But he did not perfectly fee his Face; for he did hang his Head like a Thief that is found. But being gone paft, Hopeful looked after him, and efpied on his Back a Paper, with this Infcription, Wanton Profeffor, and damnable Apoftate. Then faid Chriftian to his Fellow, Now I call to Remembrance that which was told me, of a Thing that happened to a good Man hereabout. The Name of the Man + Chriftian was + Little Faith, but a good Man, and he dwelt in the Town of Sincere. The Companion a Thing was this: At the entering in at this Little-Faith. Paffage, there comes down from + BroadBroadway way Gate a Lane called Lane called Dead Man'sGate. lane; fo called, because of the Murders that are commonly done there: And this Litt.e-Faith going on Pilgrimage, as we do now, chanced to fit down there, and telleth bis Story of Dead Man's flept |