But if they frown, I pr'ythee on them smile;
Perhaps 'tis nature, or some ill report,

Has made them thus despise, or thus retort.

Some love no fish, some love no cheese; and

Some

Love not their friends, nor their own house or home;

Some start at pig, slight chicken, love not fowl, More than they love a cuckoo or an owl. Leave such, my Christiana, to their choice, And seek those who to find thee will rejoice: By no means strive, but in most humble wise, Present thee to them in thy Pilgrim's guise. Go then, my little Book, and show to all That entertain, and bid thee welcome shall, What thou shalt keep close shut up from the rest: And wish that thou shalt show them may be bless'd To them for good, and make them choose to be Pilgrims by better far than thee and me. Go then, I say, tell all men who thou art, Say, I am Christiana, and my part Is now with my four sons, to tell you what It is for men to take a Pilgrim's lot. Go, also, tell them who and what they be That now do go on pilgrimage with thee; Say, Here's my neighbour Mercy; she is one That has long time with me a pilgrim gone: Come, see her in her virgin face, and learn Twixt idle ones and Pilgrims to discern. Yea, let young damsels learn of her to prize The world which is to come, in any wise. When little tripping maidens follow God, And leave old doating sinners to his rod, 'Tis like those days, wherein the young ones cried, Hosanna! when the old ones did deride.

Next, tell them of old Honest, whom you found, With his white hairs, treading the Pilgrim's ground;

Yea, tell them how plain-hearted this man was;
How after his good Lord he bare the cross.
Perhaps with some grey head this may prevail
With Christ to fall in love, and sin bewail.
Tell them also, how Mr. Fearing went
On pilgrimage; and how the time he spent
In sitariness, with fears and cries;
And how, at last, he won the joyful prize.

He was a good man though much down in spirit; He is a good man, and doth life inherit.

Tell them of Mr. Feeble-mind also, Who not before, but still behind would go: Show them also, how he'd like t'have been slain, And how one Great-heart did his life regain. This man was true of heart, though weak in grace; One might true godliness read in his face.

Then tell them of Mr. Ready-to-halt,

A man with crutches, but much without fault :
Tell them how Mr. Feeble-mind and he
Did love, and in opinion much agree;

And let all know, though weakness was their chance,

Yet sometimes one could sing, the other dance.
Forget not Mr. Valiant-for-the-truth,
That man of courage, though a very youth.
Tell every one his spirit was so stout

No one could ever make him face about;
And how Great-heart and he could not forbear
But pull down Doubting Castle, slay Despair.
Overlook not Mr. Despondency,

Nor Much-afraid, his daughter, though they lie
Under such mantles as may make them look
(With some) as if their God had them forsook
They softly went, but sure; and at the end,
Found that the Lord of Pilgrims was their friend,
When thou hast told the world of all these

things,

Then turn about, my Book, and touch these strings,
Which if but touched, will such music make,
They'll make a cripple dance, a giant quake.
Those riddles that lie couch'd within thy breast,
Freely propound, expound, and for the rest
Of my mysterious lines, let them remain
For those whose nimble fancies shall them gain.
Now may this little book a blessing be
To those who love this little Book and me,
And may its buyer have no cause to say,
His money is but lost or thrown away.
Yea, may this second Pilgrim yield that fruit
As
may with each good Pilgrim's fancy suit,
And may it some persuade that go astray,
To turn their feet and heart to the right way,
Is the hearty prayer of the Author,
JOHN PUNYAN.

COURTEOUS COMPANIONS:

SOME time since, to tell you a dream that I had of Christian the Pilgrim,* and of his dangerous journey towards the Celestial Country, was pleasant to me and profitable to you. I told you then also what I saw concerning his wife and children, and how unwilling they were to go with him on pilgrimage: insomuch that he was forced to go on his progress without them; for he durst not run the danger of that destruction, which he feared would come by staying with them in the city of Destruction: wherefore, as I then showed you, he left them, and departed.

Now it has so happened, through the multiplicity of business, that I have been much hindered and kept back from my wonted travels into those parts where he went, and so could not, till now, obtain an opportunity to make further inquiry after whom he left behind, that I might give you an account of them. But having had some concerns that way of late, I went down again thitherward. Now, having taken up my lodging in a wood, about a mile off the place, as I slept I dreamed again.

And, as I was in my dream, behold an aged gentleman came by where I lay; and because he was to go some part of the way that I was

Though the second part of the Pilgrim's Progress will not strike the reader with the novelty of the first, because the same scenes are repeated; yet they are presented with such agreeable variations, as make it an equal source of profit and delight. The author explains in this part, what was left more dark in the first, as he tells us in his Preface. On this account the Explanatory Notes will be brief on those parts already noticed, while the newer matter will be more

travelling, methought I got up and went with him. So, as we walked, and as travellers usually do, I was as if we fell into a discourse, and our talk happened to be about Christian and his travels for thus I began with the old

man:

Sir, said I, what town is that there below, that lieth on the left hand of our way?

Then said Mr. Sagacity, (for that was his name,) It is the city of Destruction, a populous place, but possessed with a very ill-conditioned and idle sort of people

I thought that was that city, quoth I; I went once myself through that town; and therefore I know that this report you give of

it is true.

Sagacity. Too true! I wish I could speak truth in speaking better of them that dwell therein.

Well, sir, quoth I, then I perceive you to be a well-meaning man, and so one that takes pleasure to hear and tell of that which is good pray did you never hear what happened to a man some time ago in this town, (whose name was Christian,) that went on a pilgrimage up towards the higher regions?

Sagacity. Hear of him! Ay, and I also heard of the molestations, troubles, wars, captivities, cries, groans, frights, and fears, that he

largely improved. The second part is peculiarly adapted to direct and encourage female Christians and young persons; and it is hoped, will be particularly attended to by such. It is perhaps needless to remark, that no reasonable doubt can be entertained as to the authenticity of this work: Mr. Bunyan cannot be imitated: and the sweet simplicity that characterizes the first part, is equally obvious in the

second.

met with and had on his journey. Besides, I must tell you, all our country rings of him; there are but few houses, that have heard of him and his doings, but have sought after and got the records of his pilgrimage: yea, I think I may say, that this hazardous journey has got many well-wishers to his ways; for, though when he was here, he was fool in every man's mouth, yet now he is gone, he is highly commended of all. For it is said he lives bravely where he is: yea, many of them that are resolved never to run his hazards, yet have their mouths water at his gains.*

They may, quoth I, well think, if they think any thing that is true, that he liveth well where he is; for he now lives at and in the Fountain of life, and has what he has without labour and sorrow; for there is no grief mixed therewith. But pray, what talk have the people about him?

Sagacity. Talk! the people talk strangely about him; some say, that he now walks.in white, (Rev. iii. 4; vi. 11;) that he has a chain of gold about his neck; that he has a crown of gold, beset with pearls, upon his head: others say, that the shining ones that sometimes showed themselves to him in his journey, are become his companions, and that he is as familiar with them in the place where he is, as here one neighbour is with another. Zech. iii. 7. Besides, it is confidently affirmed concerning him, that the King of the place where he is, has bestowed upon him already a very rich and pleasant dwelling at court, and that he every day eateth, and drinketh, and walketh, and talketh with him, and receiveth the smiles and favours of him that is Judge of all there. Moreover, it is expected of some, that his Prince, the Lord of that country, will shortly come into these parts, and will know the reason, if they can give any, why his neighbours set so little by him, and had him so much in derision, when they perceived that he ald be a pilgrim. Jude 15.

For they say, that now he is so in the affictions of his Prince,† and that his Sovereign is so much concerned with the indignities that

were cast upon Christian when he became a pilgrim, that he will look upon all as if done to himself: and no marvel, for it was for the love that he had to his Prince that he ventured as he did.‡ Luke x. 16.

I dare say, quoth I-I am glad of it; I am glad for the poor man's sake, for that now he has rest from his labour, (Rev. xiv. 13,) and for that now he reaps the benefits of his tears with joy, (Ps. cxxvi. 5, 6,) and for that he has got beyond the gun-shot of his enemies, and is out of the reach of them that hate him. I also am glad, for that a rumour of these things is noised abroad in this country; who can tell but that it may work some good effect on some that are left behind? But pray, sir, while it is fresh in my mind, do you hear any thing of his wife and children? Poor hearts! I wonder in my mind what they do.

Sagacity. Who? Christiana and her sons? They are like to do as well as did Christian himself; for though they all played the fool at first, and would by no means be persuaded by either the tears or entreaties of Christian, yet second thoughts have wrought wonderfully with them: so they have packed up, and are also gone after him.||

Better and better, quoth I: but what! wife, and children, and all?

Sagacity. It is true: I can give you an account of the matter, for I was upon the spot at the instant, and was thoroughly acquainted with the whole affair.

Then, said I, a man may report it for the truth?

Sagacity. You need not fear to affirm it; I mean that they are all gone on pilgrimage, both the good woman and her four boys. And being we are, as I perceive, going some considerable way together, I will give you an account of the whole matter.

This Christiana, (for that was her name from the day that she with her children betook themselves to a pilgrim's life,) after her husband was gone over the river, and she could hear of him no more, her thoughts began to work in her mind. First, for that she had lost

make, if the love of Christ be not its foundation. All is nothing without this love. It is this love in the heart, that, like oil in the lamp, keeps the profession of Christ burning bright.

Though moral persuasions, and all the affectionate arguments from a tender husband or an affectionate parent, may appear to prove ineffectual for the present, yet let us not neglect our duty, but be earnest in it, and leave the event to sovereign grace.

her husband, and for that the loving bond of that relation was utterly broken betwixt them. For you know, said he to me, nature can do no less but entertain the living with many a heavy cogitation, in the remembrance of the loss of loving relations. This, therefore, of her husband, did cost her many a tear. But this was not all; for Christiana did also begin to consider with herself, whether her unbecoming behaviour towards her husband was not one cause that she saw him no more; and that in such sort he was taken away from her. And upon this came into her mind by swarms, all her unkind, unnatural, and ungodly carriage to her dear friend; which also clogged her conscience, and did load her with guilt. She was moreover, much broken with calling to remembrance the restless groans, the brinish tears, and self-bemoaning of her husband, and how she did harden her heart against all his entreaties and loving persuasions of her and her sons to go with him; yea, there was not any thing that Christian either said to her or did before her, all the while that his burden did hang on his back, but it returned upon her like a flash of lightning, and rent the caul of her heart in sunder; especially that bitter outery of his, "What shall I do to be saved?" did ring in her ears most dolefully.*

Then said she to her children, "Sons, we are all undone. I have sinned away your father, and he is gone: he would have had us with him, but I would not go myself: I also have hindered you of life." With that the boys fell into tears, and cried to go after their father. "Oh!" said Christiana, "that it had been but our lots to go with him; then it had fared well with us, beyond what it is like to do now. For though I formerly foolishly imagined concerning the troubles of your father, that they proceeded of a foolish fancy that he had, or for that he was overrun with melancholy humours; yet now it will not out of my mind, but that they sprang from another cause; to wit, for that the light of life

Here see, what those who cruelly and unkindly treat their godly relations and friends on account of their religion, must come to feel, in the bitterness of their spirit, and groan under in the sorrow of their soul, if ever the Lord grants them repentance unto life.

Is it any marvel, that a quickened, enlightened sinner should be judged by those around him, who are yet dead in their sins, to be full of whims and melancholy? No; it is very natural for them to think us fools and mad; but we know that they really are so.

was given him, (John viii. 12;) by the help of which, as I perceive, he has escaped the snares of death."† Then they wept all again, and cried out, "Oh! woe worth the day!"

The next night Christiana had a dream; and behold she saw as if a broad parchment was opened before her, in which were recorded the sum of her ways; and the crimes, as she thought, looked very black upon her. Then she cried out aloud in her sleep, “I ord, have mercy upon me a sinner," ‡ (Luke xviii. 13:) and the little children heard her.

After this, she thought she saw two very ill-favoured ones standing by her bed side, and saying, "What shall we do with this woman? for she cries out for mercy waking and sleeping: if she be suffered to go on as she begins, we shall lose her as we have lost her husband. Wherefore we must, by some way, seek to take her off from the thoughts of what shall be hereafter, else all the world cannot help but she will become a pilgrim.”

Now she awoke in a great agony; also a trembling was upon her; but after a while she fell to sleeping again. And then she thought she saw Christian her husband in a place of bliss, among many immortals, with an harp in his hand, standing and playing upon it before One that sat on a throne, with a rainbow about his head. She saw also, as if he bowed his head with his face towards the paved work that was under his Prince's feet, saying, "I heartily thank my Lord and King for bring ing me into this place." Then shouted a company of them that stood round about, and harped with their harps: but no man living could tell what they said but Christian and his companions.

Next morning, when she was up, had prayed to God, and talked with her children awhile, one knocked hard at the door; to whom she spoke out, saying, "If thou comest in God's name, come in." So he said, "Amen;" and opened the door, and saluted her with, "Peace

This is the very first cry of an awakened sinner, mercy for the lost and miserable; and no sooner are the sinner's eyes opened to see his ruined, desperate state, and to cry for mercy, but the god of this world, who hitherto had blinded the eyes, and kept the heart secure by presumption, now opposes the sinner's prog ress to a throne of grace, to a God of mercy, and to the Saviour of the lost. Satan does not easily part with his prey. But Jesus, the strong man armed with almighty power and everlasting love, will en quer and cast him out.

on this house." The which when he had done, he said, "Christiana, knowest thou wherefore I am come?" Then she blushed and trembled; also her heart began to wax warm with desires to know from whence he came, and what his errand was to her. So he said unto her, "My name is Secret; * I dwell with those that are high. It is talked of, where I dwell, as if thou hadst a desire to go thither; also there is a report, that thou art aware of the evil thou hast formerly done to thy husband, in hardening of thy heart against his way, and in keeping of these babes in their ignorance. Christiana, the Merciful One has sent me to tell thee, that he is a God ready to forgive, and that he taketh delight to multiply the pardon of offences. He also would have thee to know that he inviteth thee-to come into his presence, to his table, and that he will feed thee with the fat of his house, and with the heritage of Jacob thy father.

"There is Christian, thy husband that was, with legions more, his companions, ever beholding that face that doth minister life to the beholders: and they will all be glad, when they shall hear the sound of thy feet step over thy father's threshold."

Christiana at this was greatly abashed in herself, and bowed her head to the ground. This Vision proceeded, and said, "Christiana, here is also a letter for thee, which I have brought from thy husband's King;" so she took it, and opened it, but it smelt after the manner of the best perfume. Sol. Song i. 3. Also it was written in letters of gold. The contents of the letter were these: "that the King would have her do as did Christian her husband; for that was the only way to come to his city, and to dwell in his presence with joy for ever." At this the good woman was quite overcome: so she cried out to her visitor, "Sir, will you carry me and my children with you, that we may also go and worship the King?"

Then said the visitor, “Christiana, 'the bitter is before the sweet;' thou must through troubles, as he did that went before thee, enter this Celestial City. Wherefore I advise thee to do as did Christian thy husband: go to the

"The fear of the Lord is the beginning of wisdom," (Ps. cxi. 10;) and "The secret of the Lord is with them who fear him." Ps. xxv. 14. The Spirit the Comforter never convinces the soul of sin, but he also revives and comforts the sincere heart with glad tidings of free and full pardon of sin, through the blood of the LAMB.

↑ Says our Lord, "When the Spirit is come, he shall

Wicket-gate yonder over the plain; for that stands in the head of the way up which thou must go, and I wish thee good speed. Als: I advise thee that thou put this letter in thy bosom; that thou read therein to thyself, and to thy children, until they have got it by heart; for it is one of the songs that thou must sing while thou art in this house of thy pilgrimage, (Ps. cxix. 54;) also this thou must deliver in at the far gate."†

Now I saw in my dream, that this old gentleman, as he told me this story, did himself seem to be greatly affected therewith. He moreover proceeded, and said, So Christiana called her sons together, and began thus to address herself unto them: "My sons, I have, as you may perceive, been of late under much exercise in my soul about the death of your father; not for that I doubt at all of his happiness; for I am satisfied now that he is well. I have been also much affected with the thoughts of mine own estate and yours, which I verily believe is by nature miserable. My carriage also to your father in his distress is a great load to my conscience: for I hardened both my heart and yours against him, and refused to go with him on pilgrimage.

"The thoughts of these things would now kill me outright, but for that a dream which I had last night, and but that for the encouragement this stranger has given me this morning. Come, my children, let us pack up, and be gone to the gate that leads us to that celestial country, that we may see your father, and be with him and his companions in peace, according to the laws of that land."

Then did her children burst out into tears, for joy that the heart of their mother was so inclined. So the visitor bid them farewell; and they began to prepare to set out for their journey.

But, while they were thus about to be gone, two of the women that were Christiana's neighbours came up to her house, and knocked at her door. To whom she said as before. At this the women were stunned; for this kind of language they used not to hear, or to perceive to drop from the lips of Christiana. Yet they

testify of me-he shall lead you into all truth-he shall show you things to come." All this the convinced sinner finds true in experience. As the Spirit testifies of Christ, so he leads the soul to Christ, that he may be the sinner's only hope, salvation and strength. Thus he glorifies Christ.

Reader, stop and examine! did ever any of your former friends and carnal acquaintances take know