sketch of a man of this world, is it not, good Sir?

Interpreter:--Thou art right, and his prong shows that his mind
is of the earth, and that he thinks life in the next world is a
mere song; take note that he does not so much as look up; and
straws, sticks, and dust, with most, are the great things to live
for.

At that Christiana and Mercy wept, and said, Ah, yes, it is too
true!

Interpreter then took them to a room where were a hen and her
chicks, and bade them look well at them for a while. So one of
the chicks went to the trough to drink, and each time she drank
would she lift up her head and her eyes to the sky.

See, said he, what this bird does, and learn of her to know
whence all good comes, and to give to the Lord who dwells on
high, the praise and thanks for it. Look once more, and see all
the ways that the hen has with her young brood. There is her call
that goes on all day long; and there is her call that comes but
now and then; she has a third call to shield them with her wings;
and her fourth is a loud cry, which she gives when she spies a
foe. Now, said he, set her ways by the side of your King's, and
the ways of these chicks by the side of those who love to do His
will, and then you will see what I mean. For He has a way to walk
in with His saints. By the call that comes all day He gives
nought; by a call that is rare He is sure to have some good to
give; then there is a call, too, for those that would come to His
wings, which He spreads out to shield them; and He has a cry to