第43章

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AlargenumberofpassengerswerealreadyattheStation-house, awaitingthedepartureofthecars。Bytheaspectanddemeanorof thesepersons,itwaseasytojudgethatthefeelingsofthecommunity hadundergoneaveryfavorablechange,inreferencetothecelestial pilgrimage。ItwouldhavedoneBunyan’sheartgoodtoseeit。 Insteadofalonelyandraggedman,withahugeburthenonhisback, ploddingalongsorrowfullyonfoot,whilethewholecityhooted afterhim,herewerepartiesofthefirstgentryandmost respectablepeopleintheneighborhood,settingforthtowardsthe CelestialCity,ascheerfullyasifthepilgrimageweremerelya summertour。Amongthegentlemenwerecharactersofdeservedeminence, magistrates,politicians,andmenofwealth,bywhoseexamplereligion couldnotbutbegreatlyrecommendedtotheirmeanerbrethren。In theladies’apartment,too,Irejoicedtodistinguishsomeofthose flowersoffashionablesociety,whoaresowellfittedtoadornthe mostelevatedcirclesoftheCelestialCity。Therewasmuchpleasant conversationaboutthenewsoftheday,topicsofbusiness, politics,orthelightermattersofamusement;whilereligion, thoughindubitablythemainthingatheart,wasthrowntastefullyinto theback-ground。Evenaninfidelwouldhaveheardlittleornothingto shockhissensibility。 Onegreatconvenienceofthenewmethodofgoingonpilgrimage,I mustnotforgettomention。Ourenormousburthens,insteadofbeing carriedonourshoulders,ashadbeenthecustomofold,wereall snuglydepositedinthebaggage-car,and,asIwasassured,wouldbe deliveredtotheirrespectiveownersatthejourney’send。Another thing,likewise,thebenevolentreaderwillbedelightedto understand。Itmayberememberedthattherewasanancientfeud betweenPrinceBeelzebubandthekeeperoftheWicket-Gate,andthat theadherentsoftheformerdistinguishedpersonagewereaccustomedto shootdeadlyarrowsathonestpilgrims,whileknockingatthedoor。 Thisdispute,muchtothecreditaswelloftheillustrious potentateabove-mentioned,asoftheworthyandenlightened Directorsoftherailroad,hasbeenpacificallyarranged,onthe principleofmutualcompromise。ThePrince’ssubjectsarenowpretty numerouslyemployedabouttheStation-house,someintakingcareof thebaggage,othersincollectingfuel,feedingtheengines,and suchcongenialoccupations;andIcanconscientiouslyaffirm,that personsmoreattentivetotheirbusiness,morewillingtoaccommodate, ormoregenerallyagreeabletothepassengers,arenottobefound onanyrailroad。Everygoodheartmustsurelyexultatsosatisfactory anarrangementofanimmemorialdifficulty。 “WhereisMr。Great-heart?”inquiredI。“Beyondadoubt,the Directorshaveengagedthatfamousoldchampiontobechief conductorontherailroad?” “Why,no。”saidMr。Smooth-it-away,withadrycough。“Hewas offeredthesituationofbrake-man;but,totellyouthetruth,our friendGreat-hearthasgrownpreposterouslystiffandnarrowinhis oldage。Hehassooftenguidedpilgrimsovertheroad,onfoot, thatheconsidersitasintotravelinanyotherfashion。Besides, theoldfellowhadenteredsoheartilyintotheancientfeudwith PrinceBeelzebub,thathewouldhavebeenperpetuallyatblowsor illlanguagewithsomeofthePrince’ssubjects,andthushave embroiledusanew。So,onthewhole,wewerenotsorrywhenhonest Great-heartwentofftotheCelestialCityinahuff,andleftusat libertytochooseamoresuitableandaccommodatingman。Yonder comestheconductorofthetrain。Youwillprobablyrecognizehimat once。” Theengineatthismomenttookitsstationinadvanceofthe cars,looking,Imustconfess,muchmorelikeasortofmechanical demonthatwouldhurryustotheinfernalregions,thanalaudable contrivanceforsmoothingourwaytotheCelestialCity。Onitstop satapersonagealmostenvelopedinsmokeandflame,which-notto startlethereader-appearedtogushfromhisownmouthandstomach, aswellasfromtheengine’sbrazenabdomen。 “Domyeyesdeceiveme?”criedI。“Whatonearthisthis!A livingcreature?Ifso,heisownbrothertotheengineherides upon!” “Poh,poh,youareobtuse!”saidMr。Smooth-it-away,witha heartylaugh。“Don’tyouknowApollyon,Christian’soldenemy,with whomhefoughtsofierceabattleintheValleyofHumiliation?Hewas theveryfellowtomanagetheengine;andsowehavereconciledhimto thecustomofgoingonpilgrimage,andengagedhimaschief conductor。” “Bravo,bravo!”exclaimedI,withirrepressibleenthusiasm,“this showstheliberalityoftheage;thisproves,ifanythingcan,that allmustyprejudicesareinafairwaytobeobliterated。Andhowwill Christianrejoicetohearofthishappytransformationofhisold antagonist!Ipromisemyselfgreatpleasureininforminghimofit, whenwereachtheCelestialCity。” Thepassengersbeingallcomfortablyseated,wenowrattledaway merrily,accomplishingagreaterdistanceintenminutesthan Christianprobablytrudgedoverinaday。Itwaslaughablewhilewe glancedalong,asitwere,atthetailofathunderbolt,toobserve twodustyfoot-travellers,intheoldpilgrim-guise,withcockle-shell andstaff,theirmysticrollsofparchmentintheirhands,andtheir intolerableburthensontheirbacks。Thepreposterousobstinacyof thesehonestpeople,inpersistingtogroanandstumblealongthe difficultpathway,ratherthantakeadvantageofmodern improvements,excitedgreatmirthamongourwiserbrotherhood。We greetedthetwopilgrimswithmanypleasantgibesandaroarof laughter;whereupon,theygazedatuswithsuchwofulandabsurdly compassionatevisages,thatourmerrimentgrewtenfoldmore obstreperous。Apollyon,also,enteredheartilyintothefun,and contrivedtoflirtthesmokeandflameoftheengine,orofhisown breath,intotheirfaces,andenvelopetheminanatmosphereof scaldingsteam。Theselittlepracticaljokesamusedusmightily,and doubtlessaffordedthepilgrimsthegratificationofconsidering themselvesmartyrs。 Atsomedistancefromtherailroad,Mr。Smooth-it-awaypointedtoa large,antiqueedifice,which,heobserved,wasatavernoflong standing,andhadformerlybeenanotedstopping-placeforpilgrims。 InBunyan’sroad-bookitismentionedastheInterpreter’sHouse。 “Ihavelonghadacuriositytovisitthatoldmansion。”remarked I。 “Itisnotoneofourstations,asyouperceive。”saidmy companion。“Thekeeperwasviolentlyopposedtotherailroad;andwell hemightbe,asthetracklefthishouseofentertainmentononeside, andthuswasprettycertaintodeprivehimofallhisreputable customers。Butthefoot-pathstillpasseshisdoor;andtheold gentlemannowandthenreceivesacallfromsomesimpletraveller,and entertainshimwithfareasold-fashionedashimself。” Beforeourtalkonthissubjectcametoaconclusion,wewere rushingbytheplacewhereChristian’sburthenfellfromhis shoulders,atthesightoftheCross。ThisservedasathemeforMr。 Smooth-it-away,Mr。Live-for-the-world,Mr。Hide-sin-in-the-heart,Mr。 Scaly-conscience,andaknotofgentlemenfromthetownof Shun-repentance,todescantupontheinestimableadvantages resultingfromthesafetyofourbaggage。Myself,andallthe passengersindeed,joinedwithgreatunanimityinthisviewofthe matter;forourburthenswererichinmanythingsesteemedprecious throughouttheworld;andespecially,weeachofuspossesseda greatvarietyoffavoriteHabits,whichwetrustedwouldnotbeoutof fashion,eveninthepolitecirclesoftheCelestialCity。Itwould havebeenasadspectacletoseesuchanassortmentofvaluable articlestumblingintothesepulchre。Thuspleasantlyconversingon thefavorablecircumstancesofourposition,ascomparedwiththoseof pastpilgrims,andofnarrow-mindedonesatthepresentday,wesoon foundourselvesatthefootoftheHillDifficulty。Throughthevery heartofthisrockymountainatunnelhasbeenconstructed,ofmost admirablearchitecture,withaloftyarchandaspaciousdouble-track; sothat,unlesstheearthandrocksshouldchancetocrumbledown, itwillremainaneternalmonumentofthebuilder’sskilland enterprise。Itisagreatthoughincidentaladvantage,thatthe materialsfromtheheartoftheHillDifficultyhavebeenemployed infillinguptheValleyofHumiliation;thusobviatingthe necessityofdescendingintothatdisagreeableandunwholesomehollow。 “Thisisawonderfulimprovement,indeed。”saidI。“YetIshould havebeengladofanopportunitytovisitthePalaceBeautiful,andbe introducedtothecharmingyoungladies-MissPrudence,MissPiety, MissCharity,andtherest-whohavethekindnesstoentertain pilgrimsthere。” “Youngladies!”criedMr。Smooth-it-away,assoonashecouldspeak forlaughing。“Andcharmingyoungladies!Why,mydearfellow,they areoldmaids,everysoulofthem-prim,starched,dry,andangular- andnotoneofthem,Iwillventuretosay,hasalteredsomuchasthe fashionofhergown,sincethedaysofChristian’spilgrimage。” “Ah,well,saidI,muchcomforted,“thenIcanveryreadily dispensewiththeiracquaintance。” TherespectableApollyonwasnowputtingonthesteamata prodigiousrate;anxious,perhaps,togetridoftheunpleasant reminiscencesconnectedwiththespotwherehehadsodisastrously encounteredChristian。ConsultingMr。Bunyan’sroad-book,I perceivedthatwemustnowbewithinafewmilesoftheValleyof theShadowofDeath;intowhichdolefulregion,atourpresent speed,weshouldplungemuchsoonerthanseemedatalldesirable。In truth,Iexpectednothingbetterthantofindmyselfintheditchon oneside,orthequagontheother。Butoncommunicatingmy apprehensionstoMr。Smooth-it-away,heassuredmethatthe difficultiesofthispassage,eveninitsworstcondition,hadbeen vastlyexaggerated,andthat,initspresentstateofimprovement,I mightconsidermyselfassafeasonanyrailroadinChristendom。 Evenwhilewewerespeaking,thetrainshotintotheentranceof thisdreadedValley。ThoughIpleadguiltytosomefoolish palpitationsoftheheart,duringourheadlongrushoverthe causewayhereconstructed,yetitwereunjusttowithholdthe highestencomiumsontheboldnessofitsoriginalconception,and theingenuityofthosewhoexecutedit。Itwasgratifying,likewise, toobservehowmuchcarehadbeentakentodispeltheeverlasting gloom,andsupplythedefectofcheerfulsunshine;notarayof whichhaseverpenetratedamongtheseawfulshadows。Forthispurpose, theinflammablegas,whichexudesplentifullyfromthesoil,is collectedbymeansofpipes,andthencecommunicatedtoaquadruple rowoflamps,alongthewholeextentofthepassage。Thusaradiance hasbeencreated,evenoutofthefieryandsulphurouscursethat restsforeverupontheValley;aradiancehurtful,however,tothe eyes,andsomewhatbewildering,asIdiscoveredbythechangeswhich itwroughtinthevisagesofmycompanions。Inthisrespect,as comparedwithnaturaldaylight,thereisthesamedifferenceas betweentruthandfalsehood;butifthereaderhaveevertravelled throughthedarkValley,hewillhavelearnedtobethankfulforany lightthathecouldget;ifnotfromtheskyabove,thenfromthe blastedsoilbeneath。Suchwastheredbrilliancyoftheselamps,that theyappearedtobuildwallsoffireonbothsidesofthetrack, betweenwhichweheldourcourseatlightningspeed,whilea reverberatingthunderfilledtheValleywithitsechoes。Hadthe enginerunoffthetrack-acatastrophe,itiswhispered,byno meansunprecedented-thebottomlesspit,iftherebeanysuchplace, wouldundoubtedlyhavereceivedus。Justassomedismalfooleriesof thisnaturehadmademyheartquake,therecameatremendousshriek, careeringalongtheValleyasifathousanddevilshadbursttheir lungstoutterit,butwhichprovedtobemerelythewhistleofthe engine,onarrivingatastopping-place。