The Pilgrim's Progress in Words of One SyllableBunyan, John
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The Pilgrim's Progress in Words of One Syllable
Bunyan, John
Christian fiction; Christian pilgrims and pilgrimages -- Fiction
So she wrote a note, and Interpreter said to the man who brought it: Go,
tell them that I will send him.
Great-heart soon came, and he said to Christiana and Mercy, My Lord has
sent you some wine and burnt corn, and to the boys figs and dry grapes.
They then set off, and Prudence and Piety went with them. But first
Christiana took leave of Watchful, who kept the gate, and put a small
coin in his hand while she gave him her thanks for all that he had done
for her and her dear boys. She then said to him, Have you seen men go by
since we have been here?
Watchful:--Yes, I have, and there has been a great theft on this high
way; but the thieves were caught.
Then Christiana and Mercy said they felt great fear to go on that road.
Matthew:--Fear not, as long as we have Mr. Great-heart with us to guide
us.
I now saw in my dream that they went on till they came to the brow of
the hill, when Piety said: O, I must go back to fetch that which I meant
to give to Christiana and Mercy, and it was a list of all those things
which they had seen at the house where we live. On these, said she, I
beg of you to look from time to time, and call them to mind for your
good.
They now went down the hill to the Vale of Humiliation. It was a steep
hill, and their feet slid as they went on; but they took great care, and
when they had got to the foot of it, Piety said to Christiana: This
is the vale where Christian met with Apollyon and where they had that
fierce fight which I know you must have heard of. But be of good cheer,
as long as we have Mr. Great-heart to guide us, there is nought here
that will hurt us, save those sights that spring from our own fears. And
as to Apollyon, the good folk of the town, who tell us that such a thing
fell out in such a place, to the hurt of such a one, think that some
foul fiend haunts that place, when lo! it is from the fruit of their
own ill deeds that such things do fall on them. For they that make slips
must look for frights. And hence it is that this vale has so bad a name.
James:--See, there is a post with words on it, I will go and read them.
So he went, and found that these words were cut on it: Let the slips
which Christian met with ere he came here, and the fights he had in this
place, warn all those who come to the Vale of Humiliation.
Mr. Great-heart:--It is not so hard to go up as down this hill, and
that can be said of but few hills in this part of the world. But we will
leave the good man, he is at rest, and he had a brave fight with the
foe; let Him who dwells on high grant that we fare no worse when our
strength comes to be put to the test. This vale brings forth much fruit.
Now, as they went on, they met a boy who was clad in mean clothes and
kept watch on some sheep. He had a fine fresh face, and as he sat on the
bank he sang a song.
Hark, said Great-heart, to the words of that boy's song.
So they gave ear to it.
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