53 €l>e ^econa l^art of Porter. Will you not go in ,aud fay till Morning ? Great-heart. No, I will return to my Lord to Nigh . The Pilgrims implore his Company fill. ?; Chrifiiank. Oh, Sir, I know not he to be willing you fhould leaves us our Pilgrimage,' you have been fo fair" ful, and fo loving to us, you ha fought fo fioutly for us, you have be fo hearty in counfelling of us, that I fliall never fc get your Favour towards us. M Mercy. Then faid Mercy, O that we might have tit Company to our Journey’s End ! How can fuch po Women as we, hold out in a Way fo full of Troub. ~ w ? - ' ” ’ " J - as this Way is, without a Friend and Defender ? James. Then faid James, the youngeft of the Boj Pray, Sir, be perfwaded to go with us, and help t becaufe we are fo weak, and the Way fo dangerous it is. Great-heart. I am at my Lord’s Commandment: he fhall allot me to be your Guide quite through, will willingly wait upon you ; but here you failed firft ; for when he bid me come thus far with yo then you Oiould have begged me of him to have gran cd your Requeft. However, at prefent I muft wit C -aw, and fo, good Chrifliana, Mercy, and my bra^ Children, Adieu. Dl Then the Porter, Mr. Watchful asked Chrifliana t her Country, and of her Kindred, and flie faid, I cay from the City of Deftruftion, / am a Widow Woman, ay my Husband in dead, his Name was Chriftian the Pilgrh How, faid the Porter, was he your Husband ? Ye faid ihe, and thefe are his Children j and this, poir ting to Mercy, is one of my Towns-Women. The the Porter rang his Bell, as at fuch Times he is won