These three summonses, and especially the last two, did so
distress the town that they presently call a consultation,
the result of which was this - That my Lord Willbewill should
go up to Ear-gate, and there, with sound of trumpet, call to
the captains of the camp for a parley. Well, the Lord
Willbewill sounded upon the wall; so the captains came up in
their harness, with their ten thousands at their feet. The
townsmen then told the captains that they had heard and
considered their summons, and would come to an agreement with
them, and with their King Shaddai, upon such certain terms,
articles, and propositions as, with and by the order of their
prince, they to them were appointed to propound; to wit, they
would agree upon these grounds to be one people with them.
1. If that those of their own company, as the now Lord Mayor
and their Mr. Forget-Good, with then brave Lord Willbewill,
might, under Shaddai, be still the governors of the town,
castle, and gates of Mansoul.
2. Provided that no man that now serveth under their great
giant Diabolus be by Shaddai cast out of house, harbour, or
the freedom that he hath hitherto enjoyed in the famous town
of Mansoul.
3. That it shall be granted them, that they of the town of
Mansoul shall enjoy certain of their rights and privileges;
to wit, such as have formerly been granted them, and that
they have long lived in the enjoyment of, under the reign of
their king Diabolus, that now is, and long has been, their
only lord and great defender.
4. That no new law, officer, or executioner of law or office,
shall have any power over them, without their own choice and
consent.
'These be our propositions, or conditions of peace; and upon
these terms,' said they, 'we will submit to your King.'
But when the captains had heard this weak and feeble offer of
the town of Mansoul, and their high and bold demands, they
made to them again, by their noble captain, the Captain
Boanerges, this speech following:
'O ye inhabitants of the town of Mansoul, when I heard your
trumpet sound for a parley with us, I can truly say I was
glad; but when you said you were willing to submit yourselves
to our King and Lord, then I was yet more glad; but when, by
your silly provisos and foolish cavils, you laid the
stumbling-block of your iniquity before your own faces, then
was my gladness turned into sorrows, and my hopeful
beginnings of your return, into languishing fainting fears.
'I count that old Ill-Pause, the ancient enemy of Mansoul,
did draw up those proposals that now you present us with as
terms of an agreement; but they deserve not to be admitted to
sound in the ear of any man that pretends to have service for
Shaddai. We do therefore jointly, and that with the highest
disdain, refuse and reject such things, as the greatest of
iniquities.
'But, O Mansoul, if you will give yourselves into our hands,
or rather into the hands of our King, and will trust him to
make such terms with and for you as shall seem good in his
eyes, (and I dare say they shall be such as you shall find to
be most profitable to you,) then we will receive you, and be
at peace with you; but if you like not to trust yourselves in
the arms of Shaddai our King, then things are but where they
were before, and we know also what we have to do.'
Then cried out old Incredulity, the Lord Mayor, and said,
'And who, being out of the hands of their enemies, as ye see
we are now, will be so foolish as to put the staff out of
their own hands into the hands of they know not who? I, for
my part, will never yield to so unlimited a proposition. Do
we know the manner and temper of their King? It is said by
some that he will be angry with his subjects if but the
breadth of an hair they chance to step out of the way; and by
others, that he requireth of them much more than they can
perform. Wherefore, it seems, O Mansoul, to be thy wisdom to
take good heed what thou dost in this matter; for if you once
yield, you give up yourselves to another, and so you are no
more your own. Wherefore, to give up yourselves to an
unlimited power, is the greatest folly in the world; for now
you indeed may repent, but can never justly complain. But do
you indeed know, when you are his, which of you he will kill,
and which of you he will save alive; or whether he will not
cut off every one of us, and send out of his own country
another new people, and cause them to inhabit this town?'
This speech of the Lord Mayor undid all, and threw flat to
the ground their hopes of an accord. Wherefore the captains
returned to their trenches, to their tents, and to their men,
as they were; and the Mayor to the castle and to his King.
Now Diabolus had waited for his return, for he had heard that
they had been at their points. So, when he was come into the
chamber of state, Diabolus saluted him with - 'Welcome, my
lord. How went matters betwixt you to-day?' So the Lord
Incredulity, with a low congee, told him the whole of the
matter, saying, 'Thus and thus said the captains of Shaddai,
and thus and thus said I.' The which when it was told to
Diabolus, he was very glad to hear it, and said, 'My Lord
Mayor, my faithful Incredulity, I have proved thy fidelity
above ten times already, but never yet found thee false. I
do promise thee, if we rub over this brunt, to prefer thee to
a place of honour, a place far better than to be Lord Mayor
of Mansoul. I will make thee my universal deputy, and thou
shalt, next to me, have all nations under thy hand; yea, and
thou shalt lay bands upon them, that they may not resist
thee; nor shall any of our vassals walk more at liberty, but
those that shall be content to walk in thy fetters.'
Now came the Lord Mayor out from Diabolus, as if he had
obtained a favour indeed. Wherefore to his habitation he
goes in great state, and thinks to feed himself well enough
with hopes, until the time came that his greatness should be
enlarged.
But now, though the Lord Mayor and Diabolus did thus well
agree, yet this repulse to the brave captains put Mansoul
into a mutiny. For while old Incredulity went into the
castle to congratulate his lord with what had passed, the old
Lord Mayor, that was so before Diabolus came to the town, to
wit, my Lord Understanding, and the old Recorder, Mr.
Conscience, getting intelligence of what had passed at Ear-
gate, (for you must know that they might not be suffered to
be at that debate, lest they should then have mutinied for
the captains; but, I say, they got intelligence of what had
passed there, and were much concerned therewith,) wherefore
they, getting some of the town together, began to possess
them with the reasonableness of the noble captains' demands,
and with the bad consequences that would follow upon the
speech of old Incredulity, the Lord Mayor; to wit how little
reverence he showed therein either to the captains or to
their King; also how he implicitly charged them with
unfaithfulness and treachery. 'For what less,' quoth they,
'could be made of his words, when he said he would not yield
to their proposition; and added, moreover, a supposition that
he would destroy us, when before he had sent us word that he
would show us mercy!' The multitude, being now possessed
with the conviction of the evil that old Incredulity had
done, began to run together by companies in all places, and
in every corner of the streets of Mansoul; and first they
began to mutter, then to talk openly, and after that they run
to and fro, and cried as they run, 'Oh the brave captains of
Shaddai! would we were under the government of the captains,
and of Shaddai their King!' When the Lord Mayor had
intelligence that Mansoul was in an uproar, down he comes to
appease the people, and thought to have quashed their heat
with the bigness and the show of his countenance; but when
they saw him, they came running upon him, and had doubtless
done him a mischief, had he not betaken himself to house.
However, they strongly assaulted the house where he was, to
have pulled it down about his ears; but the place was too
strong, so they failed of that. So he, taking some courage,
addressed himself, out at a window, to the people in this
manner:
'Gentlemen, what is the reason that there is here such an
uproar to-day?'
Then answered my Lord Understanding, 'It is even because that
thou and thy master have carried it not rightly, and as you
should, to the captains of Shaddai; for in three things you
are faulty. First, in that you would not let Mr. Conscience
and myself be at the hearing of your discourse. Secondly, in
that you propounded such terms of peace to the captains that
by no means could be granted, unless they had intended that
their Shaddai should have been only a titular prince, and
that Mansoul should still have had power by law to have lived
in all lewdness and vanity before him, and so by consequence
Diabolus should still here be king in power, and the other
only king in name. Thirdly, for that thou didst thyself,
after the captains had showed us upon what conditions they
would have received us to mercy, even undo all again with thy
unsavoury, unseasonable, and ungodly speech.'
When old Incredulity had heard this speech, he cried out,
'Treason! treason! To your arms! to your arms! O ye, the
trusty friends of Diabolus in Mansoul.'
UND. - Sir, you may put upon my words what meaning you
please; but I am sure that the captains of such an high lord
as theirs is, deserved a better treatment at your hands.
Then said old Incredulity, 'This is but little better. But,
Sir,' quoth he, 'what I spake I spake for my prince, for his
government, and the quieting of the people, whom by your
unlawful actions you have this day set to mutiny against us.'
Then replied the old Recorder, whose name was Mr. Conscience,
and said, 'Sir, you ought not thus to retort upon what my
Lord Understanding hath said. It is evident enough that he
hath spoken the truth, and that you are an enemy to Mansoul.
Be convinced, then, of the evil of your saucy and malapert
language, and of the grief that you have put the captains to;
yea, and of the damages that you have done to Mansoul
thereby. Had you accepted of the conditions, the sound of
the trumpet and the alarm of war had now ceased about the
town of Mansoul; but that dreadful sound abides, and your
want of wisdom in your speech has been the cause of it.'
Then said old Incredulity, 'Sir, if I live, I will do your
errand to Diabolus, and there you shall have an answer to
your words. Meanwhile we will seek the good of the town, and
not ask counsel of you.'
UND. - Sir, your prince and you are both foreigners to
Mansoul, and not the natives thereof; and who can tell but
that, when you have brought us into greater straits, (when
you also shall see that yourselves can be safe by no other
means than by flight,) you may leave us and shift for
yourselves, or set us on fire, and go away in the smoke, or
by the light of our burning, and so leave us in our ruins?
INCRED. - Sir, you forget that you are under a governor, and
that you ought to demean yourself like a subject; and know
ye, when my lord the king shall hear of this day's work, he
will give you but little thanks for your labour.
Now while these gentlemen were thus in their chiding words,
down come from the walls and gates of the town the Lord
Willbewill, Mr. Prejudice, old Ill-Pause, and several of the
new-made aldermen and burgesses, and they asked the reason of
the hubbub and tumult; and with that every man began to tell
his own tale, so that nothing could be heard distinctly.
Then was a silence commanded, and the old fox Incredulity
began to speak. 'My lord,' quoth he, 'here are a couple of
peevish gentlemen, that have, as a fruit of their bad
dispositions, and, as I fear, through the advice of one Mr.
Discontent, tumultuously gathered this company against me
this day, and also attempted to run the town into acts of
rebellion against our prince.'
Then stood up all the Diabolonians that were present, and
affirmed these things to be true.
Now when they that took part with my Lord Understanding and
with Mr. Conscience perceived that they were like to come to
the worst, for that force and power was on the other side,
they came in for their help and relief; so a great company
was on both sides. Then they on Incredulity's side would
have had the two old gentlemen presently away to prison; but
they on the other side said they should not. Then they began
to cry up parties again: the Diabolonians cried up old
Incredulity, Forget-Good, the new aldermen, and their great
one Diabolus; and the other party, they as fast cried up
Shaddai, the captains, his laws, their mercifulness, and
applauded their conditions and ways. Thus the bickerment
went awhile; at last they passed from words to blows, and now
there were knocks on both sides. The good old gentleman, Mr.
Conscience, was knocked down twice by one of the
Diabolonians, whose name was Mr. Benumbing; and my Lord
Understanding had like to have been slain with an arquebuse,
but that he that shot did not take his aim aright. Nor did
the other side wholly escape; for there was one Mr. Rashhead,
a Diabolonian, that had his brains beaten out by Mr. Mind,
the Lord Willbewill's servant; and it made me laugh to see
how old Mr. Prejudice was kicked and tumbled about in the
dirt; for though, a while since, he was made captain of a
company of the Diabolonians, to the hurt and damage of the
town, yet now they had got him under their feet, and, I'll
assure you, he had, by some of the Lord Understanding's
party, his crown cracked to boot. Mr. Anything also, he
became a brisk man in the broil; but both sides were against
him, because he was true to none. Yet he had, for his
malapertness, one of his legs broken, and he that did it
wished it had been his neck. Much more harm was done on both
sides, but this must not be forgotten; it was now a wonder to
see my Lord Willbewill so indifferent as he was: he did not
seem to take one side more than another, only it was
perceived that he smiled to see how old Prejudice was tumbled
up and down in the dirt. Also, when Captain Anything came
halting up before him, he seemed to take but little notice of
him.
Now, when the uproar was over, Diabolus sends for my Lord
Understanding and Mr. Conscience, and claps them both up in
prison as the ringleaders and managers of this most heavy,
riotous rout in Mansoul. So now the town began to be quiet
again, and the prisoners were used hardly; yea, he thought to
have made them away, but that the present juncture did not
serve for that purpose, for that war was in all their gates.
But let us return again to our story. The captains, when
they were gone back from the gate, and were come into the
camp again, called a council of war, to consult what was
further for them to do. Now, some said, 'Let us go up
presently, and fall upon the town;' but the greatest part
thought rather better it would be to give them another
summons to yield; and the reason why they thought this to be
best was, because that, so far as could be perceived, the
town of Mansoul now was more inclinable than heretofore.
'And if,' said they, 'while some of them are in a way of
inclination, we should by ruggedness give them distaste, we
may set them further from closing with our summons than we
would be willing they should.' Wherefore to this advice they
agreed, and called a trumpeter, put words into his mouth, set
him his time, and bid him God speed. Well, many hours were
not expired before the trumpeter addressed himself to his
journey. Wherefore, coming up to the wall of the town, he
steereth his course to Ear-gate, and there sounded, as he was
commanded. They then that were within came out to see what
was the matter, and the trumpeter made them this speech
following:
'O hard-hearted and deplorable town of Mansoul, how long wilt
thou love thy sinful, sinful simplicity, and, ye fools,
delight in your scorning? As yet despise you the offers of
peace and deliverance? As yet will ye refuse the golden
offers of Shaddai, and trust to the lies and falsehoods of
Diabolus? Think you, when Shaddai shall have conquered you,
that the remembrance of these your carriages towards him will
yield you peace and comfort, or that by ruffling language you
can make him afraid as a grasshopper? Doth he entreat you
for fear of you? Do you think that you are stronger than he?
Look to the heavens, and behold and consider the stars, how
high are they? Can you stop the sun from running his course,
and hinder the moon from giving her light? Can you count the
number of the stars, or stay the bottles of heaven? Can you
call for the waters of the sea, and cause them to cover the
face of the ground? Can you behold every one that is proud,
and abase him, and bind their faces in secret? Yet these are
some of the works of our King, in whose name this day we come
up unto you, that you may be brought under his authority. In
his name, therefore, I summon you again to yield up
yourselves to his captains.'
At this summons the Mansoulians seemed to be at a stand, and
knew not what answer to make. Wherefore Diabolus forthwith
appeared, and took upon him to do it himself; and thus he
begins, but turns his speech to them of Mansoul.
'Gentlemen,' quoth he, 'and my faithful subjects, if it is
true that this summoner hath said concerning the greatness of
their King, by his terror you will always be kept in bondage,
and so be made to sneak. Yea, how can you now, though he is
at a distance, endure to think of such a mighty one? And if
not to think of him while at a distance, how can you endure
to be in his presence? I, your prince, am familiar with you,
and you may play with me as you would with a grasshopper.
Consider, therefore, what is for your profit, and remember
the immunities that I have granted you.
'Farther, if all be true that this man hath said, how comes
it to pass that the subjects of Shaddai are so enslaved in
all places where they come? None in the universe so unhappy
as they, none so trampled upon as they.
'Consider, my Mansoul: would thou wert as loath to leave me
as I am loath to leave thee. But consider, I say, the ball
is yet at thy foot; liberty you have, if you know how to use
it; yea, a king you have too, if you can tell how to love and
obey him.'
Upon this speech, the town of Mansoul did again harden their
hearts yet more against the captains of Shaddai. The
thoughts of his greatness did quite quash them, and the
thoughts of his holiness sunk them in despair. Wherefore,
after a short consult, they (of the Diabolonian party they
were) sent back this word by the trumpeter, That, for their
parts, they were resolved to stick to their king, but never
to yield to Shaddai; so it was but in vain to give them any
further summons, for they had rather die upon the place than
yield. And now things seemed to be gone quite back, and
Mansoul to be out of reach or call, yet the captains who knew
what their Lord could do, would not yet be beat out of heart;
they therefore sent them another summons, more sharp and
severe than the last; but the oftener they were sent to, to
reconcile to Shaddai, the further off they were. 'As they
called them, so they went from them - yea, though they called
them to the Most High.'
So they ceased that way to deal with them any more, and
inclined to think of another way. The captains, therefore,
did gather themselves together, to have free conference among
themselves, to know what was yet to be done to gain the town,
and to deliver it from the tyranny of Diabolus; and one said
after this manner, and another after that. Then stood up the
right noble the Captain Conviction, and said, 'My brethren,
mine opinion is this:
'First, that we continually play our slings into the town,
and keep it in a continual alarm, molesting them day and
night. By thus doing, we shall stop the growth of their
rampant spirit; for a lion may be tamed by continual
molestation.
'Secondly, this done, I advise that, in the next place, we
with one consent draw up a petition to our Lord Shaddai, by
which, after we have showed our King the condition of Mansoul
and of affairs here, and have begged his pardon for our no
better success, we will earnestly implore his Majesty's help,
and that he will please to send us more force and power, and
some gallant and well-spoken commander to head them, that so
his Majesty may not lose the benefit of these his good
beginnings, but may complete his conquest upon the town of
Mansoul.'
To this speech of the noble Captain Conviction they as one
man consented, and agreed that a petition should forthwith be
drawn up, and sent by a fit man away to Shaddai with speed.
The contents of the petition were thus:-
'Most gracious and glorious King, the Lord of the best world,
and the builder of the town of Mansoul, we have, dread
Sovereign, at thy commandment, put our lives in jeopardy, and
at thy bidding made a war upon the famous town of Mansoul.
When we went up against it, we did, according to our
commission, first offer conditions of peace unto it. But
they, great King, set light by our counsel, and would none of
our reproof. They were for shutting their gates, and for
keeping us out of the town. They also mounted their guns,
they sallied out upon us, and have done us what damage they
could; but we pursued them with alarm upon alarm, requiting
them with such retribution as was meet, and have done some
execution upon the town.
'Diabolus, Incredulity, and Willbewill are the great doers
against us: now we are in our winter quarters, but so as that
we do yet with an high hand molest and distress the town.
'Once, as we think, had we had but one substantial friend in
the town, such as would but have seconded the sound of our
summons as they ought, the people might have yielded
themselves; but there were none but enemies there, nor any to
speak in behalf of our Lord to the town. Wherefore, though
we have done as we could, yet Mansoul abides in a state of
rebellion against thee.
'Now, King of kings, let it please thee to pardon the
unsuccessfulness of thy servants, who have been no more
advantageous in so desirable a work as the conquering of
Mansoul is. And send, Lord, as we now desire, more forces to
Mansoul, that it may be subdued; and a man to head them, that
the town may both love and fear.
'We do not thus speak because we are willing to relinquish
the wars, (for we are for laying of our bones against the
place,) but that the town of Mansoul may be won for thy
Majesty. We also pray thy Majesty, for expedition in this
matter, that, after their conquest, we may be at liberty to
be sent about other thy gracious designs. Amen.'
The petition, thus drawn up, was sent away with haste to the
King by the hand of that good man, Mr. Love-to-Mansoul.
When this petition was come to the palace of the King, who
should it be delivered to but to the King's Son? So he took
it and read it, and because the contents of it pleased him
well, he mended, and also in some things added to the
petition himself. So, after he had made such amendments and
additions as he thought convenient, with his own hand, he
carried it in to the King; to whom, when he had with
obeisance delivered it, he put on authority, and spake to it
himself.
Now the King, at the sight of the petition, was glad; but how
much more, think you, when it was seconded by his Son! It
pleased him also to hear that his servants who camped against
Mansoul were so hearty in the work, and so steadfast in their
resolves, and that they had already got some ground upon the
famous town of Mansoul.
Wherefore the King called to him Emmanuel, his Son, who said,
'Here am I, my Father.' Then said the King, 'Thou knowest,
as I do myself, the condition of the town of Mansoul, and
what we have purposed, and what thou hast done to redeem it.
Come now, therefore, my Son, and prepare thyself for the war,
for thou shalt go to my camp at Mansoul. Thou shalt also
there prosper and prevail, and conquer the town of Mansoul.'
Then said the King's Son, 'Thy law is within my heart: I
delight to do thy will. This is the day that I have longed
for, and the work that I have waited for all this while.
Grant me, therefore, what force thou shalt in thy wisdom
think meet; and I will go and will deliver from Diabolus, and
from his power, thy perishing town of Mansoul. My heart has
been often pained within me for the miserable town of
Mansoul; but now it is rejoiced, but now it is glad,'
And with that he leaped over the mountains for joy, saying,
'I have not, in my heart, thought anything too dear for
Mansoul: the day of vengeance is in mine heart for thee, my
Mansoul: and glad am I that thou, my Father, hast made me the
Captain of their salvation. And I will now begin to plague
all those that have been a plague to my town of Mansoul, and
will deliver it from their hand.'
When the King's Son had said thus to his Father, it presently
flew like lightning round about at court; yea, it there
became the only talk what Emmanuel was to go to do for the
famous town of Mansoul. But you cannot think how the
courtiers, too, were taken with this design of the Prince;
yea, so affected were they with this work, and with the
justness of the war, that the highest lord and greatest peer
of the kingdom did covet to have commissions under Emmanuel,
to go to help to recover again to Shaddai the miserable town
of Mansoul.
Then was it concluded that some should go and carry tidings
to the camp, that Emmanuel was to come to recover Mansoul,
and that he would bring along with him so mighty, so
impregnable a force, that he could not be resisted. But, oh!
how ready were the high ones at court to run like lackeys to
carry these tidings to the camp that was at Mansoul. Now,
when the captains perceived that the King would send Emmanuel
his Son, and that it also delighted the Son to be sent on
this errand by the great Shaddai his Father, they also, to
show how they were pleased at the thoughts of his coming gave
a shout that made the earth rend at the sound thereof. Yea,
the mountains did answer again by echo, and Diabolus himself
did totter and shake.