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 fmelt the Scent of Brimftone. Then A By-away to faid Chriftian, What means this? The Shepherds told them, This is a By-way to Hell, a Way that Hypocrites go in at; namely, fuch as fell their Birth-right with Efeu; fuch as fell their Mafter, with Judes; fuch as blafpheme the Gospel with Alexander; and that lie and diffemble with Ananias and Sapphira his Wife. Hell Then faid Hopeful to the Shepherds, I perceive that thefe had on them, even every ane, a Shew 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 notwithftanding 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 Strong for Strength. Shep. Ay, and you will have need to use it, when you have it, too. By this Time the Pilgrims had a Defire to go forwards, and the Shepherds a Defre they should; fo they walked together towards the End of the Mountains. Then faid the Shepherds one to another, Let * us here fhew 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- herds Perspective Glass. tion: So they had them to the Top of an high Hill, called Clear, and gave + The Hill them the Glafs to look. 20 the Then they tried to look, but the Remembrance of that laft, Thing tha Shepherds had thewed them, made their Hands thake, by Means of which Impedi-. ment, they could not look fteadily through Clear. the Glafs yet they thought they faw The Fruits of fomething like the Gate, and alfo fome of fervile Fear. the Glory of the Place. Then they went ( away and fang: Thus by the Shepherds Secrets are reveal'd, sig bra When they were about to depart, one of the Shepherds gave them a Note of the Way. Another of them bid them Beware A two-fold of the Flatterer. The Third bid them Take Caution." Heed that they lept not upon the Inchanted "Ground And the Fourth bid them God Speed. So I awoke from my Dream.' 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 Mountains on the Left Hand fieth the The Country Country of Conceit from which Country of which came of Conceit,out there Ignorance. Chriftian and The Grounds 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 asked him, From what Parts be came, and whither 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 Coeleftial 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, faid he. Chr. But what have you to fhew at that Gate, that the Gate fhould be opened to you? Ignor. I know my Lord's Will, and of Ignorance'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 telletb every one be is but a Fool. Chr. But thou cameft not in at the Wicket-Gate that is at the Head of this Way; thou cameft in hither through that fame crooked Lane, and therefore I fear, however thou mayeft think of thyfelf, when the Reckoning-day fhall come, thou fhalt 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 that 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 fee, alfine pleasant green Lane, that comes down from our Country, the next Way into it. When Chriftian faw that the Man was wife in his own Conceit, he faid to Hope How to carry ful whisperingly, There is more Hopes of a Prov. 26. 12. Let Ignorance a little while now muse (Although he made them) them he will not Hope. Matt. 12. 46. tion 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 cathe after. Now, when they had paffed him a little Way, they entered into a very dark Lane, where they met a Man whom leven 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 fee if he knew him, and he thought it might be The Deftruc- one far-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 poftate. Chriftian Then faid Christian to his Fellow, Now I telleth his call to Remembrance that which was told Companion a me, of a Thing that happened to a good Story of Little-Faith. Man hereabout. The Name of the Man was Little Faith, but a good Man, and he dwelt in the Town of Sincere. The Thing was this: At the entring in at this Paffage, there comes down from BroadBroad-way- way Gate a Lane called, Dead Man'sLane; fo called, because of the Murders that are commonly done there: And this Little Faith going on Pilgrimage, as we do now, chanced to fit down there and Gate Dead Man's Лlept |