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Section III.

     So at last he came down to them again, and Mercy fell to the ground on
her face before him and worshipped, and said, Let my Lord accept of the
sacrifice of Praise which I now offer unto him with the calves of my lips.

     So he said unto her, Peace be to thee, stand up. But she continued upon
her face and said, Righteous art thou O Lord when I plead with thee, yet let
me talk with thee of thy Judgments. Wherefore dost thou keep so cruel a Dog in
thy yard, at the sight of which such Women and Children as we are ready to fly
from thy Gate for fear?

     He answered and said, That Dog has another owner; he also is kept close
in another man's ground only my Pilgrims hear his barking; he belongs to the
Castle which you see there at a distance, but can come up to the walls of this
place. He has frighted many an honest Pilgrim from worse to better, by the
great voice of his roaring. Indeed he that owneth him doth not keep him of any
good will to me or mine, but with intent to keep the Pilgrims from coming to
me, and that they may be afraid to knock at this Gate for entrance. Sometimes
also he has broken out, and has worried some that I love; but I take all at
present patiently. I also give my Pilgrims timely help, so they are not
delivered up to his power, to do to them what his doggish nature would prompt
him to. But what! my purchased one, I tro, hadst thou known never so much
beforehand, thou wouldest not have been afraid of a Dog.

     The Beggars that go from Door to Door, will, rather than they will lose a
supposed Alms, run the hazard of the bawling barking and biting too of a Dog;
and shall a Dog, a Dog in another man's yard, a Dog whose barking I turn to
the profit of Pilgrims, keep any from coming to me? I deliver them from the
Lions, their Darling from the power of the Dog.

     Mercy. Then said Mercy, I confess my ignorance; I spake what I understood
not; I acknowledge that thou doest all things well.

     Chris. Then Christiana began to talk of their Journey, and to enquire
after the way. So he fed them, and washed their feet, and set them in the way
of his steps, according as he had dealt with her Husband before. So I saw in
my Dream that they walk'd on their way, and had the weather very comfortable
to them.

     Then Christiana began to sing, saying,

Bless'd be the Day that I begun
A Pilgrim for to be;
And blessed also be that man
That thereto moved me.

'Tis true, 'twas long ere I began
To seek to live for ever;
But now I run fast as I can;
'Tis better late than never.

Our Tears to Joy, our Fears to Faith,
Are turned, as we see,
Thus our beginning (as one saith,)
Shews what our end will be.

     Now there was, on the other side of the Wall that fenced in the way up
which Christiana and her Companions were to go, a Garden, and that Garden
belonged to him whose was that barking Dog of whom mention was made before.
And some of the Fruit-Trees that grew in that Garden shot their branches
over the Wall; and being mellow, they that found them did gather them up, and
oft eat of them to their hurt. So Christiana's Boys, as Boys are apt to do,
being pleas'd with the trees, and with the Fruit that did hang thereon, did
plash[1] them, and began to eat. Their mother did also chide them for so doing,
but still the Boys went on.

[1: Bend them down with sticks.]

     Well, said she, my Sons, you transgress, for that Fruit is none of ours;
but she did not know that they did belong to the Enemy; I'll warrant you if
she had, she would a been ready to die for fear. But that passed, and they
went on their way. Now by that they were gone about two bow-shots from the
place that let them into the way, they espied two very ill-favoured ones
coming down apace to meet them. With that Christiana and Mercy her Friend
covered themselves with their Vails, and so kept on their Journey; the
Children also went on before, so that at last they met together. Then they
that came down to meet them, came just up to the Women as if they would
embrace them; but Christiana said, Stand back, or go peaceably by as you
should. Yet these two, as men that are deaf, regarded not Christiana's words,
but began to lay hands upon them. At that Christiana waxing very wroth,
spurned at them with her feet. Mercy also as well ash as she could, did what
she could to shift them. Christiana again said to them, Stand back, and be
gone, for we have no money to lose, being Pilgrims as ye see, and such too as
live upon the Charity of our Friends.

     Ill-fav. Then said one of the two of the men, We make no assault upon
you for your Money, but are come out to tell you, that if you will grant one
small request which we shall ask, we will make Women of you for ever.

     Chris. Now Christiana imagining what they should mean, made answer again,
We will neither hear, nor regard, nor yield to what you shall ask. We are in
haste, cannot stay, our business is a business of Life and Death. So again she
and her Companions made a fresh assay to go past them, but they letted them in
their way.

     Ill-fav. And they said, We intend no hurt to your lives, 'tis another
thing we would have.

     Chris. Ah, quoth Christiana, you would have us Body and Soul, for I know
'tis for that you are come; but we will die rather upon the spot, than suffer
ourselves to be brought into such snares as shall hazard our well-being
hereafter. And with that they both shrieked out, and cried, Murder, murder:
and so put themselves under those Laws that are provided for the Protection of
Women. But the men still made their approach upon them, with design to prevail
against them: they therefore cried out again.

     Now they being, as I said, not far from the Gate in at which they came,
their voice was heard from where they was, thither. Wherefore some of the
House came out, and knowing that it was Christiana's tongue they made haste to
her relief. But by that they was got within sight of them, the Women was in a
very great scuffle, the children also stood crying by. Then did he that came
in for their relief call out to the Ruffians, saying, What is that thing that
you do? Would you make my Lord's people to transgress? He also attempted to
take them, but they did make their escape over the Wall into the Garden of the
man to whom the great Dog belonged; so the Dog became their Protector. This
Reliever then came up to the Women, and asked them how they did. So they
answered, We thank thy Prince, pretty well, only we have been somewhat
affrighted; we thank thee also for that thou camest in to our help, for
otherwise we had been overcome.

     Reliever. So after a few more words, this Reliever said as followeth; I
marvelled much when you were entertained at the Gate above, being ye know that
ye were but weak Women, that you petitioned not the Lord there for a
Conductor; then might you have avoided these troubles and dangers, for he
would have granted you one.

     Chris. Alas! said Christiana, we were so taken with our present blessing,
that dangers to come were forgotten by us; besides, who could have thought
that so near the King's Palace there should have lurked such naughty ones?
Indeed it had been well for us, had we asked our Lord for one; but since our
Lord knew 'twould be for our profit, I wonder he sent not one along with us!

     Rel. It is not always necessary to grant things not asked for, lest by so
doing they become of little esteem; but when the want of a thing is felt, it
then comes under, in the eyes of him that feels it, that estimate that
properly is its due, and so consequently will be thereafter used. Had my Lord
granted you a Conductor, you would not neither so have bewailed that oversight
of yours in not asking for one as now you have occasion to do. So all things
work for good, and tend to make you more wary.

     Chris. Shall we go back again to my Lord, and confess our folly, and ask

     Rel. Your confession of your folly I will present him with. To go back
again you need not; for in all places where you shall come, you will find no
want at all, for in every of my Lord's Lodgings which he has prepared for the
reception of his Pilgrims, there is sufficient to furnish them against all
attempts whatsoever. But as I said, he will be enquired of by them to do it
for them: and 'tis a poor thing that is not worth asking for. When he had thus
said, he went back to his place, and the Pilgrims went on their way.

     Mercy. Then said Mercy, What a sudden blank is here! I made account we
had now been past all danger, and that we should never see sorrow more.

     Chris. Thy innocency, My Sister, said Christiana to Mercy, may excuse
thee much; but as for me, my fault is so much the greater, for that I saw this
danger before I came out of the Doors, and yet did not provide for it where
provision might a been had. I am therefore much to be blamed.

     Mercy. Then said Mercy, How knew you this before you came from home? Pray
open to me this riddle.

     Chris. Why, I will tell you. Before I set foot out of doors, one night as
I lay in my bed, I had a Dream about this; for methought I saw two men as like
these as ever the world they could look, stand at my bed's feet, plotting how
they might prevent my Salvation. I will tell you their very words. They said
('twas when I was in my Troubles) What shall we do with this Woman? for she
cries out walking and sleeping, for forgiveness: if she be suffered to go on
as she begins, we shall lose her as we have lost her Husband. This you know
might a made me take heed, and have provided when provision might a been had.

     Mercy. Well, said Mercy, as by this neglect we have an occasion
ministered unto us to behold our own imperfections, so our Lord has taken
occasion thereby to make manifest the riches of his Grace. For he, as we see,
has followed us with unasked kindness, and has delivered us from their hands
that were stronger than we, of his mere good pleasure.

     Thus now when they had talked away a little more time, they drew nigh to
an House which stood in the way, which House was built for the relief of
Pilgrims; as you will find more fully related in the First Part of these
Records of the Pilgrim's Progress. So they drew on towards the House (the
House of the Interpreter); and when they came to the door, they heard a great
talk in the House. They then gave ear, and heard, as they thought, Christiana
mentioned by name. For you must know that there went along, even before her, a
talk of her and her Children's going on Pilgrimage. And this thing was the
more pleasing to them, because they had heard that she was Christian's Wife,
that Woman who was some time ago so unwilling to hear of going on Pilgrimage.
Thus therefore they stood still and heard the good people within commending
her, who they little thought stood at the door. At last Christiana knocked as
she had done at the Gate before. Now when she had knocked, there came to the
door a young Damsel, and opened the door and looked, and behold two Women was

     Damsel. Then said the Damsel to them, With whom would you speak in this

     Chris. Christiana answered, We understand that this is a privileged place
for those that are become Pilgrims, and we now at this door are such;
wherefore we pray that we may be partakers of that for which we at this time
are come; for the day, as thou seest, is very far spent, and we are loth to -
night to go any further.

     Damsel. Pray what may I call your name, that I may tell it to my Lord

     Chris. My name is Christiana; I was the Wife of that Pilgrim that some
years ago did travel this way, and these be his four Children. This Maiden
also is my Companion, and is going on Pilgrimage too.

     Innocent. Then ran Innocent in (for that was her name) and said to those
within, Can you think who is at the door? There is Christiana and her Children
and her Companion, all waiting for entertainment here. Then they leaped for
joy, and went and told their Master. So he came to the door, and looking upon
her, he said, Art thou that Christiana whom Christian the Good-man left
behind him, when he betook himself to a Pilgrim's life?

     Chris. I am that Woman that was so hard-hearted as to slight my
Husband's Troubles, and that left him to go on in his Journey alone, and these
are his four Children; but now I also am come, for I am convinced that no way
is right but this.

     Inter. Then is fulfilled that which is written of the man that said to
his Son, Go work to-day in my Vineyard; and he said to his Father, I will
not; but afterwards repented and went.

     Chris. Then said Christiana, So be it, Amen. God make it a true saying
upon me, and grant that I may be found at the last of him in peace without
spot and blameless.

     Inter. But why standest thou thus at the door? Come in, thou Daughter of
Abraham. We was talking of thee but now, for tidings have come to us before
how thou art become a Pilgrim. Come Children, come in; come Maiden, come in.
So he had them all into the House.

     So when they were within, they were bidden sit down and rest them; the
which when they had done, those that attended upon the Pilgrims in the House,
came into the Room to see them. And one smiled, and another smiled, and they
all smiled for joy that Christiana was become a Pilgrim. They also looked upon
the Boys: they stroked them over the faces with the hand, in token of their
kind reception of them. They also carried it lovingly to Mercy, and bid them
all welcome into their Master's House.

     After a while, because Supper was not ready, the Interpreter took them
into his significant Rooms, and shewed them what Christian, Christiana's
Husband, had seen some time before. Here therefore they saw the Man in the
Cage, the Man and his Dream, the Man that cut his way through his Enemies, and
the Picture of the biggest of them all, together with the rest of those things
that were then so profitable to Christian.

     This done and after these things had been somewhat digested by Christiana
and her company, the Interpreter takes them apart again, and has them first
into a Room where was a Man that could look no way but downwards, with a Muck
- rake in his hand. There stood also one over his head with a Coelestial Crown
in his hand, and proffered him that Crown for his Muck-rake; but the man did
neither look up, nor regard, but raked to himself the straws, the small sticks
and dust of the floor.

     Then said Christiana, I persuade myself that I know something of the
meaning of this; for this is a figure of a Man of this World, is it not, good

     Inter. Thou hast said the right said he, and his Muck-rake doth shew
his carnal mind. And whereas thou seest him rather give heed to rake up straws
and sticks and the dust of the floor, than to what he says that calls to him
from above with the Coelestial Crown in his hand, it is to shew that Heaven is
but as a fable to some, and that things here are counted the only things
substantial. Now whereas it was also shewed thee that the man could look no
way but downwards, it is to let thee know that earthly things when they are
with power upon men's minds, quite carry their hearts away from God.

     Chris. Then said Christiana, O deliver me from this Muck-rake.

     Inter. That prayer, said the Interpreter, has lain by till 'tis almost
rusty. Give me not Riches, is scarcely the prayer of one of ten thousand.
Straws and sticks and dust with most are the great things now looked after.

     With that Mercy and Christiana wept, and said, It is alas! too true.

     When the Interpreter had shewed them this, he had them into the very best
Room in the House (a very brave Room it was) so he bid them look round about,
and see if they could find anything profitable there. Then they looked round
and round, for there was nothing there to be seen but a very great Spider on
the wall, and that they overlook'd.

     Mercy. Then said Mercy, Sir, I see nothing; but Christiana held her

     Inter. But said the Interpreter, Look again; she therefore look'd again
and said, Here is not anything but an ugly Spider, who hangs by her hands upon
the wall. Then said he, Is there but one Spider in all this spacious Room?
Then the water stood in Christiana's eyes, for she was a woman quick of
apprehension; and she said, Yes, Lord, there is here more than one. Yea, and
Spider's whose Venom is far more destructive than that which is in her. The
Interpreter then looked pleasantly upon her, and said, Thou hast said the
truth. This made Mercy blush, and the Boys to cover their faces, for they all
began now to understand the Riddle.

     Then said the Interpreter again, The Spider taketh hold with her hands as
you see, and is in King's Palaces. And wherefore is this recorded, but to shew
you, that how full of the Venom of sin soever you be, yet you may by the hand
of faith lay hold of and dwell in the best Room that belongs to the King's
House above?

     Chris. I thought, said Christiana, of some thing of this, but I could not
imagine it all. I thought that we were like Spiders, and that we looked like
ugly creatures, in what fine Room soever we were; but that by this Spider,
this venomous and ill-favoured creature, we were to learn how to act Faith,
came not into my mind. And yet she has taken hold with her hands, as I see,
and dwells in the best Room in the House. God has made nothing in vain.

     Then they seemed all to be glad, but the water stood in their eyes; yet
they looked one upon another, and also bowed before the Interpreter.

     He had them then into another Room where was a Hen and Chickens, and bid
them observe a while. So one of the Chickens went to the trough to drink, and
every time she drank she lift up her head and her eyes towards Heaven. See,
said he, what this little Chick doth, and learn of her to acknowledge whence
your mercies come, by receiving them with looking up. Yet again, said he,
observe and look; so they gave heed and perceived that the Hen did walk in a
four-fold method towards her Chickens. 1. She had a common call, and that
she hath all day long. 2. She had a special call, and that she had but
sometimes. 3. She had a brooding note. And 4. She had an out-cry.

     Now said he, compare this Hen to your King, and these Chickens to his
obedient ones. For answerable to her, himself has his methods which he walketh
in towards his People; by his common call he gives nothing; by his special
call he always has something to give; he has also a brooding voice for them
that are under his wing; and he has an out-cry to give the alarm when he
seeth the Enemy come. I chose, my Darlings, to lead you into the Room where
such things are, because you are Women, and they are easy for you.

     Chris. And Sir, said Christiana, pray let us see some more. So he had
them into the Slaughter-house, where was a Butcher a killing of a Sheep; and
behold the Sheep was quiet, and took her death patiently. Then said the
Interpreter, You must learn of this Sheep to suffer, and to put up wrongs
without murmurings and complaints. Behold how quietly she taketh her death,
and without objecting she suffereth her skin to be pulled over her ears. Your
King doth call you his Sheep.

     After this he led them into his Garden, where was great variety of
Flowers, and he said, Do you see all these? So Christiana said, Yes. Then said
he again, Behold the Flowers are diverse in stature, in quality and colour and
smell and vertue, and some are better than some; also where the Gardener has
set them there they stand, and quarrel not with one another.

     Again, he had them into his Field, which he had sowed with Wheat and
Corn; but when they beheld, the tops of all was cut off, only the straw
remained. He said again, This ground was dunged and plowed and sowed, but what
shall we do with the Crop? Then said Christiana, Burn some, and make muck of
the rest. Then said the Interpreter again, Fruit you see is that thing you
look for, and for want of that you condemn it to the fire, and to be trodden
under foot of men; beware that in this you condemn not yourselves.

     Then as they were coming in from abroad, they espied a little Robin with
a great Spider in his mouth. So the Interpreter said, Look here. So they
looked, and Mercy wondered; but Christiana said, What a disparagement is it to
such a little pretty bird as the Robin-red-breast is, he being also a bird
above many that loveth to maintain a kind of sociableness with man; I had
thought they had lived upon crums of bread, or upon other such harmless
matter. I like him worse than I did.

     The Interpreter then replied, This Robin is an emblem very apt to set
forth some Professors by; for to sight they are as this Robin, pretty of note,
colour and carriage. They seem also to have a very great love for Professors
that are sincere; and above all other to desire to associate with, and to be
in their company, as if they could live upon the good man's crums. They
pretend also that therefore it is that they frequent the house of the godly,
and the appointments of the Lord: but when they are by themselves, as the
Robin, they can catch and gobble up Spiders, they can change their diet, drink
Iniquity, and swallow down Sin like water.

     So when they were come again into the house, because Supper as yet was
not ready, Christiana again desired that the Interpreter would either shew or
tell of some other things that are profitable.

     Then the Interpreter began and said, The fatter the Sow is, the more she
desires the Mire; the fatter the Ox is, the more gamesomely he goes to the
slaughter; and the more healthy the lusty man is, the more prone he is unto

     There is a desire in Woman to go neat and fine and it is a comely thing
to be adorned with that that in God's sight is of great price.

     'Tis easier watching a night or two, than to sit up a whole year
together; so 'tis easier for one to begin to profess well, than to hold out as
he should to the end.

     Every Ship-master when in a Storm, will willingly cast that overboard
that is of the smallest value in the vessel; but who will throw the best out
first? None but he that feareth not God.

     One Leak will sink a ship, and one sin will destroy a Sinner.

     He that forgets his Friend is ungrateful unto him, but he that forgets
his Saviour is unmerciful to himself.

     He that lives in Sin, and looks for Happiness hereafter, is like him that
soweth Cockle, and thinks to fill his Barn with Wheat or Barley.

     If a man would live well, let him fetch his last day to him, and make it
always his Company-keeper.

     Whispering and change of thoughts proves that Sin is in the World.

     If the World which God sets light by, is counted a thing of that worth
with men, what is Heaven which God commendeth?

     If the Life that is attended with so many Troubles, is so loth to be let
go by us, what is the Life above?

     Everybody will cry up the Goodness of Men; but who is there that is, as
he should, affected with the goodness of God?

     We seldom sit down to meat, but we eat and leave; so there is in Jesus
Christ more Merit and Righteousness than the whole World has need of.

     When the Interpreter had done, he takes them out into his Garden again,
and had them to a Tree whose inside was all rotten and gone, and yet it grew
and had Leaves. Then said Mercy, What means this? This Tree, said he, whose
outside is fair, and whose inside is rotten, it is to which many may be
compared that are in the Garden of God; who with their mouths speak high in
behalf of God, but indeed will do nothing for him; whose Leaves are fair, but
their heart good for nothing but to be tinder for the Devil's tinder-box.

     Now Supper was ready, the Table spread, and all things set on the board;
so they sate down and did eat when one had given thanks. And the Interpreter
did usually entertain those that lodged with him with Musick at Meals, so the
Minstrels played. There was also one that did sing, and a very fine voice he
had. His Song was this:

The Lord is only my support,
And he that doth me feed;
How can I then want anything
Whereof I stand in need?

     When the Song and Musick was ended, the Interpreter asked Christiana,
What it was that at first did move her to betake herself to a Pilgrim's life?

     Christiana answered, First, the loss of my Husband came into my mind, at
which I was heartily grieved; but all that was but natural affection. Then
after that came the Troubles and Pilgrimage of my Husband's into my mind, and
also how like a churl I had carried it to him as to that. So guilt took hold
of my mind, and would have drawn me into the Pond; but that opportunely I had
a Dream of the well-being of my Husband, and a Letter sent me by the King of
that Country where my Husband dwells, to come to him. The Dream and the Letter
together so wrought upon my mind, that they forced me to this way.

     Inter. But met you with no opposition afore you set out of doors?

     Chris, Yes, a Neighbor of mine, one Mrs Timorous (she was akin to him
that would have persuaded my Husband to go back for fear of the Lions). She
all tobefooled[2] me for as she called it my intended desperate adventure; she
also urged what she could to dishearten me to it, the hardship and Troubles
that my Husband met with in the way: but all this I got over pretty well. But
a Dream that I had of two ill-looked ones, that I thought did plot how to
make me miscarry in my Journey, that hath troubled me much; yea, it still runs
in my mind, and makes me afraid of every one that I meet, lest they should
meet me to do me a mischief, and to turn me out of the way. Yea, I may tell my
Lord, tho' I would not have everybody know it, that between this and the Gate
by which we got into the way, we were both so sorely assaulted, that we were
made to cry out Murder, and the two that made this assault upon us were like
the two that I saw in my Dream.

[2: The force of the "to" is intensive.]

     Then said the Interpreter, Thy beginning is good, thy latter end shall
greatly increase. So he addressed himself to Mercy, and said unto her, And
what moved thee to come hither sweet heart?

     Then Mercy blushed and trembled, and for a while continued silent.

     Inter. Then said he, Be not afraid, only believe, and speak thy mind.

     Mercy. So she began and said, Truly Sir, my want of Experience is that
that makes me covet to be in silence, and that also that fills me with fears
of coming short at last. I cannot tell of Visions and Dreams as my friend
Christiana can, nor know I what it is to mourn for my refusing of the counsel
of those that were good Relations.

     Inter. What was it then, dear heart, that hath prevailed with thee to do
as thou hast done?

     Mercy. Why, when our friend here was packing up to be gone from our Town,
I and another went accidentally to see her. So we knocked at the door and went
in. When we were within and seeing what she was doing, we asked what was her
meaning. She said she was sent for to go to her Husband; and then she up and
told us how she had seen him in Dream, dwelling in a curious place among
Immortals, wearing a Crown, playing upon a Harp, eating and drinking at his
Prince's Table, and singing Praises to him for bringing him hither, &c. Now me
- thought while she was telling these things unto us, my heart burned within
me; and I said in my heart, If this be true, I will leave my Father and my
Mother and the Land of my Nativity, and will, if I may, go along with

     So I asked her further of the truth of these things, and if she would let
me go with her; for I saw now that there was no dwelling, but with the danger
of ruine, any longer in our Town. But yet I came away with a heavy heart, not
for that I was unwilling to come away, but for that so many of my Relations
were left behind. And I am come with all the desire of my heart, and will go,
if I may, with Christiana, unto her Husband and his King.

     Inter. Thy setting out is good, for thou hast given credit to the truth.
Thou art a Ruth, who did for the love she bore to Naomi and to the Lord her
God, leave Father and Mother and the Land of her Nativity, to come out, and go
with a people that she knew not heretofore. The Lord recompense thy work, and
a full reward be given thee of the Lord God of Israel, under whose Wings thou
art come to trust.

     Now Supper was ended, and Preparation was made for Bed; the Women were
laid singly alone, and the Boys by themselves. Now when Mercy was in Bed, she
could not sleep for joy, for that now her doubts of missing at last were
removed further from her than ever they were before. So she lay blessing and
praising God who had had such favor for her.

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