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before them, and that at the end of the cleanest way too, was a pit, none knows how
deep, full of nothing but mud, there made on purpose to destroy the pilgrims in.

Then thought I with myself, “ Who that goeth on pilgrimage but would have one
of those maps about him, that he may look, when he is ata stand, which is the way he
must take?”

They went on then in this Enchanted Ground till they came to where was another
arbor, and it was built by the highway-side. And in that arbor there lay two men,
whose names were Heedless and Too-bold. These two went thus far on pilgrimage ;
but here, being wearied with their journey, they sat down to rest themselves, and so
fell fast asleep. When the pilgrims saw them, they stood still, and shook their heads;
for they knew that the sleepers were in a pitiful case. Then they consulted what to
do,—whether to go on and leave them in their sleep, or to step to them, and try to
awake them. So they concluded to go to them and wake them; that is, if they could;
but with this caution, namely, to take heed that themselves did not sit down nor
embrace the offered benefit of that arbor.

So they went in and spake to the men, and called each one by his name (for the
guide, it seems, did know them); but there was no voice or answer. ‘Then the guide
did shake them, and do what he could to disturb them. Then said one of them, “T
will pay you when I take my money.” At which the guide shook his head. “IT will
fight so long as I can hold my sword in my hand,” said the other. At that, one of the
children laughed.

Then said Christiana, “What is the meaning of this?” The guide said, “They
talk in their sleep. If you strike them, beat them, or whatever else you do to them,
they will answer you after this fashion ; or, as one of them said in old time, when the
waves of the sea did beat upon him, and he slept as one upon the mast of a ship,

‘When shall I awake? I will seek it yet again.’ ™

You know, when men talk in
their sleep, they say anything, but their words are not governed either by faith or
reason. There is an incoherency in their words now, as there was before betwixt their
going on pilgrimage and sitting down here. This, then, is the mischief of it: when
heedless ones go on pilgrimage, ’t is twenty to one but they are served thus. Tor this
Enchanted Ground is one of the last refuges that the enemy to pilgrims has; where-
fore, it is, as you see, placed almost at the end of the way, and so it standeth against us
with the more advantage. For when, thinks the enemy, will these fools be so desirous
to sit down as when they are weary? and when so like to be weary as when almost at
their journey’s end? Therefore it is, I say, that the Enchanted Ground is placed so
near to the Land of Beulah, and so near the end of their race. Wherefore, let pil-