CHRISTIAN LOSES HIS ROLI. 63

death ; to go forward is fear of death, and life everlasting beyond it. TI will yet go
forward.” So Mistrust and Timorous ran down the hill, and Christian went on his
way. But, thinking again of what he heard from the men, he felt in his bosom
for his roll, and found it not. Then was Christian in great distress, and knew not
what to do; for he wanted that which
used to relieve him, and that which
should have been his pass into the
Celestial City. Here, therefore, he
began to be much perplexed, and
knew not what to do. At last he
bethought himself that he had slept
in the arbor that is on the side of
the hill; and, falling down upon his
knees, he asked God’s forgiveness for
that his foolish act, and then went
back to look for his roll. But all
the way he went back, who can
sufficiently set forth the sorrow of
Christian’s heart? Sometimes he
sighed, sometimes he wept, and often-
times he chid himself for being so
foolish to fall asleep in that place,
which was erected only for a little
refreshment from his weariness.
Thus, therefore, he went back, care-
fully looking on this side and on
that, all the way as he went, if hap-
pily he might find his roll that had
been his comfort so many times in

 

his journey. He went thus till he

Mistrust.

came again within sight of the arbor
where he sat and slept; but that sight renewed his sorrow the more, by bringing
again, even afresh, his evil of sleeping into his mind.” Thus, therefore, he now went
on, bewailing his sinful sleep, saying, “O wretched man that I am, that I should sleep
in the day-time; that I should sleep in the midst of difficulty! that I should so indulge
the flesh, as to use that rest for ease to my flesh which the Lord of the hill hath