tfje ¥*;togre&. hey come from afar, and are going to Mount Sion. 'lit who, quoth he, do you think this is ? pointing his inger to Chrijliana: It is Chrijliana, the Wife of Chri- yan, that famous Pilgrim, who, with Faithful his Bro- ier, were.- fo fhamefully handled in our Town. At at they flood amazed, faying, We little thought to "je Chrifiiana when Grace came to call us, wherefore f is is a very comfortable furprize Then they asked J ;r about her Welfare, and if thefe young Men were :‘:r Husband's Sons, And when fhe had told them cy were, they faid, the King whom you love and r.rve, make you as your Father, and bring you where ff is in Peace. Hon. Then Mr. Honed (when they were Some Talk be- 1' fat down) asked Mr. Contrite and the twixt Mr. (I, in what Pojlure their Towns were at tlffent. Hone ft and Mr. Contrite. •toCont You may be fure we are full ■ Hurry in Fair-Time. * ’Tis hard •eping cur Hearts and Spirits in good ailrder, when we are in a cumbred con* action. He that lives in fudi a Place as is, and that has to do with fuch as we We, has need of an Item to caution him to take heed nJ-ery Moment of the Day. * The Fruit of Watchfulnefs. 'Ml d Honed. But how are yotir Neighbours now for Quiet* 'of Cone, They are much more mode- te now than formerly. You know iw Chrijiian and Faithful were ufed our Town: But of late, I fay, they ve been far more moderate I think e Blood of Faithful lieth with Load •on them ’till now* for fince they buried him, Perfection not fo hot at Vanity-Fair as formerly. they •X - --