ijS €$e Ifeecona $art of Brought them up behind, they made a pretty goo' Shift to wag along. it i The Way was alfo here very wearifome, throng! SS :Dirt and Slabbinefs. Nor was there on all thi .Ground, fo much as one Inn, or yieluaUing.Houff •therein to refresh the feebler Sort. Jdere therefor was Grunting, and Puffing, and Sighing: While en J arumbleth over a Bulb, another flicks faft in the Dirt and the Children, fome of them, lofl their Shoes ii the Mire, while one cries out, I am down; and ano 1 ther, Ho, where are you? And a third, The Bulhe J -have got fuch fafl hold on me, J think I cannot ge n away from them. iai (ff !!' Jo it or el An Arbour ^ ton the In• .chanted i&round. >il :he lie Then they oame to an Arbour, ’Warm, and pro Hliflng much Refrefhing to the Pilgrims : For it wa jij finely wrought above-head, beautified with Greens, furnifhed with Eencht and Settles. It had in it a foft Coucl where the Weary might lean. This you muft think, all Things confider ed, was tempting; for the Pilgrim already began to be foiled with th J Badnefs of the Way ; but there wa ^ot one of them that made fo much as a Motion t flop there. Yea, for ought I could perceive, the continually gave fo good Heed to the Advice of thei ^ Guide, and-h£~did fo faithfully tell them of Cangerj and of the Nature of Danger when they were a ■them that ufually when they were neareft to them * they did moft pluck up their Spirits, and hearten on {[ another to deny the Flefti. This Arbour was called The Slothful's Friend, on purpofe to allure, if it raigh “ be, fome of the Pilgrims there, to take up thei^ Reft, when weary. l&v it in