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possession; for another jewel of the same kind; but so worn and

defaced as to be utterly worthless。 In one shop there were a

great many crowns of laurel and myrtle; which soldiers; authors;

statesmen; and various other people pressed eagerly to buy; some

purchased these paltry wreaths with their lives; others by a

toilsome servitude of years; and many sacrificed whatever was

most valuable; yet finally slunk away without the crown。 There

was a sort of stock or scrip; called Conscience; which seemed to

be in great demand; and would purchase almost anything。 Indeed;

few rich commodities were to be obtained without paying a heavy

sum in this particular stock; and a man's business was seldom

very lucrative unless he knew precisely when and how to throw his

hoard of conscience into the market。 Yet as this stock was the

only thing of permanent value; whoever parted with it was sure to

find himself a loser in the long run。 Several of the speculations

were of a questionable character。 Occasionally a member of

Congress recruited his pocket by the sale of his constituents;

and I was assured that public officers have often sold their

country at very moderate prices。 Thousands sold their happiness

for a whim。 Gilded chains were in great demand; and purchased

with almost any sacrifice。 In truth; those who desired; according

to the old adage; to sell anything valuable for a song; might

find customers all over the Fair; and there were innumerable

messes of pottage; piping hot; for such as chose to buy them with

their birthrights。 A few articles; however; could not be found

genuine at Vanity Fair。 If a customer wished to renew his stock

of youth the dealers offered him a set of false teeth and an

auburn wig; if he demanded peace of mind; they recommended opium

or a brandy bottle。



Tracts of land and golden mansions; situate in the Celestial

City; were often exchanged; at very disadvantageous rates; for a

few years' lease of small; dismal; inconvenient tenements in

Vanity Fair。 Prince Beelzebub himself took great interest in this

sort of traffic; and sometimes condescended to meddle with

smaller matters。 I once had the pleasure to see him bargaining

with a miser for his soul; which; after much ingenious

skirmishing on both sides; his highness succeeded in obtaining at

about the value of sixpence。 The prince remarked with a smile;

that he was a loser by the transaction。



Day after day; as I walked the streets of Vanity; my manners and

deportment became more and more like those of the inhabitants。

The place began to seem like home; the idea of pursuing my

travels to the Celestial City was almost obliterated from my

mind。 I was reminded of it; however; by the sight of the same

pair of simple pilgrims at whom we had laughed so heartily when

Apollyon puffed smoke and steam into their faces at the

commencement of our journey。 There they stood amidst the densest

bustle of Vanity; the dealers offering them their purple and fine

linen and jewels; the men of wit and humor gibing at them; a pair

of buxom ladies ogling them askance; while the benevolent Mr。

Smooth…it…away whispered some of his wisdom at their elbows; and

pointed to a newly…erected temple; but there were these worthy

simpletons; making the scene look wild and monstrous; merely by

their sturdy repudiation of all part in its business or

pleasures。



One of themhis name was Stick…to…the…rightperceived in my

face; I suppose; a species of sympathy and almost admiration;

which; to my own great surprise; I could not help feeling for

this pragmatic couple。 It prompted him to address me。



〃Sir;〃 inquired he; with a sad; yet mild and kindly voice。 〃do

you call yourself a pilgrim?〃



〃Yes;〃 I replied; 〃my right to that appellation is indubitable。 I

am merely a sojourner here in Vanity Fair; being bound to the

Celestial City by the new railroad。〃



〃Alas; friend;〃 rejoined Mr。 Stick…to…the…truth; 〃I do assure

you; and beseech you to receive the truth of my words; that that

whole concern is a bubble。 You may travel on it all your

lifetime; were you to live thousands of years; and yet never get

beyond the limits of Vanity Fair。 Yea; though you should deem

yourself entering the gates of the blessed city; it will be

nothing but a miserable delusion。〃



〃The Lord of the Celestial City;〃 began the other pilgrim; whose

name was Mr。 Foot…it…to…heaven; 〃has refused; and will ever

refuse; to grant an act of incorporation for this railroad; and

unless that be obtained; no passenger can ever hope to enter his

dominions。 Wherefore every man who buys a ticket must lay his

account with losing the purchase money; which is the value of his

own soul。〃



〃Poh; nonsense!〃 said Mr。 Smooth…it…away; taking my arm and

leading me off; 〃these fellows ought to be indicted for a libel。

If the law stood as it once did in Vanity Fair we should see them

grinning through the iron bars of the prison window。〃



This incident made a considerable impression on my mind; and

contributed with other circumstances to indispose me to a

permanent residence in the city of Vanity; although; of course; I

was not simple enough to give up my original plan of gliding

along easily and commodiously by railroad。 Still; I grew anxious

to be gone。 There was one strange thing that troubled me。 Amid

the occupations or amusements of the Fair; nothing was more

common than for a personwhether at feast; theatre; or church;

or trafficking for wealth and honors; or whatever he might be

doing; to vanish like a soap bubble; and be never more seen of

his fellows; and so accustomed were the latter to such little

accidents that they went on with their business as quietly as if

nothing had happened。 But it was otherwise with me。



Finally; after a pretty long residence at the Fair; I resumed my

journey towards the Celestial City; still with Mr。 Smooth…it…away

at my side。 At a short distance beyond the suburbs of Vanity we

passed the ancient silver mine; of which Demas was the first

discoverer; and which is now wrought to great advantage;

supplying nearly all the coined currency of the world。 A little

further onward was the spot where Lot's wife had stood forever

under the semblance of a pillar of salt。 Curious travellers have

long since carried it away piecemeal。 Had all regrets been

punished as rigorously as this poor dame's were; my yearning for

the relinquished delights of Vanity Fair might have produced a

similar change in my own corporeal substance; and left me a

warning to future pilgrims。



The next remarkable object was a large edifice; constructed of

moss…grown stone; but in a modern and airy style of architecture。

The engine came to a pause in its vicinity; with the usual

tremendous shriek。



〃This was formerly the castle of the redoubted giant Despair;〃

observed Mr。 Smooth…it…away; 〃but since his death Mr。

Flimsy…faith has repaired it; and keeps an excellent house of

entertainment here。 It is one of our stopping…places。〃



〃It seems but slightly put together;〃 remarked I; looking at the

frail yet ponderous walls。 〃I do not envy Mr。 Flimsy…faith his

habitation。 Some day it will thunder down upon the heads of the

occupants。〃



〃We shall escape at all events;〃 said Mr。 Smooth…it…away; 〃for

Apollyon is putting on the steam again。〃



The road now plunged into a gorge of the Delectable Mountains;

and traversed the field where in former ages the blind men

wandered and stumbled among the tombs。 One of these ancient

tombstones had been thrust across the track by some malicious

person; and gave the train of cars a terrible jolt。 Far up the

rugged side of a mountain I perceived a rusty iron door; half

overgrown with bushes and creeping plants; but with smoke issuing

from its crevices。



〃Is that;〃 inquired I; 〃the very door in the hill…side which the

shepherds assured Christian was a by…way to hell?〃



〃That was a joke on the part of the shepherds;〃 said Mr。

Smooth…itaway; with a smile。 〃It is neither more nor less than

the door of a cavern which they use as a smoke…house for the

preparation of mutton hams。〃



My recollections of the journey are now; for a little space; dim

and confused; inasmuch as a singular drowsiness here overcame me;

owing to the fact that we were passing over the enchanted ground;

the air of which encourages a disposition to sleep。 I awoke;

however; as soon as we crossed the borders of the pleasant land

of Beulah。 All the passengers were rubbing their eyes; comparing

watches; and congratulating one another on the prospect of

arriving so seasonably at the journey's end。 The sweet breezes of

this happy clime came refreshingly to our nostrils; we beheld the

glimmering gush of silver fountains; overhung by trees of

beautiful foliage and delicious fruit; which were propagated by

grafts from the celestial gardens。 Once; as we dashed onward like

a hurricane; there was a flutter of wings an

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