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Rh Shadow of Death, I thought I should have lost my man; not for that he had any inclination to go back—that he always abhorred—but he was ready to die for fear. Oh, the when goblins will have me! the hobgoblins will have me! dried he; and I could not beat him out of it. He made such a noise and such an outcry here, that had they but heard him, it was enough to encourage them to come and fell upon us.

But this I took very great notice of, that this valley was as quiet when we went through it as ever I knew it before or since. I suppose those enemies here had now a special check from our Lord, and a command not to meddle until Mr. Fearing had passed over it.

It would be too tedious to tell you of all; we will therefore only mention a passage or two more. When he was come to Vanity Fair, I thought he would have fought with all the men in the fair. I feared there We should have been both knocked on the head, so hot was he against their fooleries. Upon the Enchanted Ground he was very wakeful. But when he was some at the river where was no bridge, there again he was in a heavy ease. N ow, now, he said, he should be drowned for ever, and so never see that face with comfort that he had some so many miles to behold.

And here also I took notice of what was very remarkable—the water of that river was lower at this time than ever I saw it in all my life; so he went over at last, not much above wet-shod. When he was going up to the gate, Mr. Great-heart began to take his leave of him, and to wish him a good reception above. So, he said, I shall, I shall. Then parted we asunder,and I saw him no more.

Hon. Then it seems he was well at last?

Great. Yes, yes; I never had a doubt about him. He was a man of a choice spirit, only he was always kept very low, and that made his life so. burdensome to himself, and so troublesome to others. (Ps. lxxxviii.) He was, above many,