Continuing he said: “The path you see leading down there, in this other part of the valley, is called King’s Highway, very rough indeed, as you all can see. Thereon it is hard to travel and difficult to stand still. It is so narrow that if a traveler should stand still, he is constantly harassed or pushed about by those who wish to pass on. The other highway furnishes a marked contrast, for there a person may stand still without annoyance to himself or anyone else. The way is so wide that he can even sit on an easy chair and yet not be in the way of others who wish to hasten on. The one who built this Wider Way kept in mind the convenience and comfort of travelers. “The so-called King’s Highway,” still continued the attendant, “is beset with many dangers, and passes through many places similar to the one far down the valley.” They all looked through their glasses and saw the Meshes of Doubt on each side of the Narrow Way. “Those are the sorts of places,” concluded the speaker, “that one must constantly pass through in the service of an imaginary king.” Mrs. Discouraged saw all these things and heard all these words. She was so disheartened that she knew not what to do. “Have I served my God in vain?” she questioned inwardly. “Must all my testimonies fall to the earth? Surely the way of the world seems to be an easy way, and more suited to a person in trouble.” She suddenly fell on her knees, as she was wont to do in such emergencies, and, behold, I saw her, on wings of prayer, fly in triumph from the tower’s top, down the valley, over the Meshes of Doubt, and land on the King’s Highway in a most glorious place called Victory by Faith. She thence went on her way rejoicing. [Illustration: The great victory of Mrs. Discouraged who, on wings of prayer, escaped from he Tower of Temptation to a place called Victory by Faith.] Then did the attendant on the tower speak of her in ridicule. “The poor mortal, in her insanity, has descended to a bad level and must, of necessity, climb yonder terrible hill which, as your eyes bear testimony, is the last part of the Narrow Way visible from this tower.” “She went, however, in a miraculous way. Those wings were sure and steady, and I was pleased with the swiftness of her flight,” said Mrs. Diligence who was also a pilgrim from the King’s Highway. “Without doubt,” answered the attendant, “but she went with heavy labor of her wings. Had she told me that she wished to take a flight, I could have given her a finer trip in one of the aerial ships lately invented by the experts of the Wizard City. I will summon one. Look no more at Mrs. Discouraged with wings, but fix your eyes toward the east, and you will soon witness the floating car whereon thousands go out daily from this tower into pleasant places.” As he said this he gave a signal, and soon the strangely shaped airship came in sight, to the delight of all who saw it.