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porch … No fortune…telling … The master's niece … Doing good … Two 
or three things … Groans and voices … Pechod Ysprydd Glan。
I SLEPT soundly during that night; partly owing to the influence of 
the opiate。  Early in the morning I was awakened by the voices of 
Peter and his wife; who were singing a morning hymn in their own 
language。  Both subsequently prayed long and fervently。  I lay 
still till their devotions were completed; and then left my tent。  
'Good morning;' said Peter; 'how dost thou feel?'  'Much better;' 
said I; 'than I could have expected。'  'I am glad of it;' said 
Peter。  'Art thou hungry? yonder comes our breakfast;' pointing to 
the same young woman I had seen the preceding night; who was again 
descending the hill bearing the tray upon her head。
'What dust thou intend to do; young man; this day?' said Peter; 
when we had about half finished breakfast。  'Do;' said I; 'as I do 
other days; what I can。'  'And dost thou pass this day as thou dost 
other days?' said Peter。  'Why not?' said I; 'what is there in this 
day different from the rest? it seems to be of the same colour as 
yesterday。'  'Art thou aware;' said the wife; interposing; 'what 
day it is? that it is Sabbath? that it is Sunday?'  'No;' said I; 
'I did not know that it was Sunday。'  'And how did that happen?' 
said Winifred; with a sigh。  'To tell you the truth;' said I; 'I 
live very much alone; and pay very little heed to the passing of 
time。'  'And yet of what infinite importance is time;' said 
Winifred。  'Art thou not aware that every year brings thee nearer 
to thy end?'  'I do not think;' said I; 'that I am so near my end 
as I was yesterday。'  'Yes; thou art;' said the woman; 'thou wast 
not doomed to die yesterday; an invisible hand was watching over 
thee yesterday; but thy day will come; therefore improve the time; 
be grateful that thou wast saved yesterday; and; oh! reflect on one 
thing; if thou hadst died yesterday; where wouldst thou have been 
now?'  'Cast into the earth; perhaps;' said I。  'I have heard Mr。 
Petulengro say that to be cast into the earth is the natural end of 
man。'  'Who is Mr。 Petulengro?' said Peter; interrupting his wife; 
as she was about to speak。  'Master of the horse…shoe;' said I; 
'and; according to his own account; king of Egypt。'  'I 
understand;' said Peter; 'head of some family of wandering 
Egyptians … they are a race utterly godless。  Art thou of them? … 
but no; thou art not; thou hast not their yellow blood。  I suppose 
thou belongest to the family of wandering artisans called …。  I do 
not like you the worse for belonging to them。  A mighty speaker of 
old sprang up from amidst that family。'  'Who was he?' said I。  
'John Bunyan;' replied Peter; reverently; 'and the mention of his 
name reminds me that I have to preach this day; wilt thou go and 
hear? the distance is not great; only half a mile。'  'No;' said I; 
'I will not go and hear。'  'Wherefore?' said Peter。  'I belong to 
the church;' said I; 'and not to the congregations。'  'Oh! the 
pride of that church;' said Peter; addressing his wife in their own 
tongue; 'exemplified even in the lowest and most ignorant of its 
members。  Then thou; doubtless; meanest to go to church;' said 
Peter; again addressing me; 'there is a church on the other side of 
that wooded hill。'  'No;' said I; 'I do not mean to go to church。'  
'May I ask thee wherefore?' said Peter。  'Because;' said I; 'I 
prefer remaining beneath the shade of these trees; listening to the 
sound of the leaves and the tinkling of the waters。'
'Then thou intendest to remain here?' said Peter; looking fixedly 
at me。  'If I do not intrude;' said I; 'but if I do; I will wander 
away; I wish to be beholden to nobody … perhaps you wish me to go?'  
'On the contrary;' said Peter; 'I wish you to stay。  I begin to see 
something in thee which has much interest for me; but we must now 
bid thee farewell for the rest of the day; the time is drawing nigh 
for us to repair to the place of preaching; before we leave thee 
alone; however; I should wish to ask thee a question … Didst thou 
seek thy own destruction yesterday; and didst thou wilfully take 
that poison?'  'No;' said I; 'had I known there had been poison in 
the cake I certainly should not have taken it。'  'And who gave it 
thee?' said Peter。  'An enemy of mine;' I replied。  'Who is thy 
enemy?'  'An Egyptian sorceress and poison…monger。'  'Thy enemy is 
a female。  I fear thou hadst given her cause to hate thee … of what 
did she complain?'  'That I had stolen the tongue out of her head。'  
'I do not understand thee … is she young?'  'About sixty…five。'
Here Winifred interposed。  'Thou didst call her just now by hard 
names; young man;' said she; 'I trust thou dost bear no malice 
against her。'  'No;' said I; 'I bear no malice against her。'  'Thou 
art not wishing to deliver her into the hand of what is called 
justice?'  'By no means;' said I; 'I have lived long enough upon 
the roads not to cry out for the constable when my finger is 
broken。  I consider this poisoning as an accident of the roads; one 
of those to which those who travel are occasionally subject。'  'In 
short; thou forgivest thine adversary?'  'Both now and for ever;' 
said I。  'Truly;' said Winifred; 'the spirit which the young man 
displayeth pleases me much; I should be loth that he left us yet。  
I have no doubt that; with the blessing of God; and a little of thy 
exhortation; he will turn out a true Christian before he leaveth 
us。'  'My exhortation!' said Peter; and a dark shade passed over 
his countenance; 'thou forgettest what I am … I … I … but I am 
forgetting myself; the Lord's will be done; and now put away the 
things; for I perceive that our friends are coming to attend us to 
the place of meeting。'
Again the family which I had seen the night before descended the 
hill from their abode。  They were now dressed in their Sunday's 
best。  The master of the house led the way。  They presently joined 
us; when a quiet sober greeting ensued on each side。  After a 
little time Peter shook me by the hand and bade me farewell till 
the evening; Winifred did the same; adding that she hoped I should 
be visited by sweet and holy thoughts。  The whole party then moved 
off in the direction by which we had come the preceding night; 
Peter and the master leading the way; followed by Winifred and the 
mistress of the family。  As I gazed on their departing forms; I 
felt almost inclined to follow them to their place of worship。  I 
did not stir; however; but remained leaning against my oak with my 
hands behind me。
And after a time I sat me down at the foot of the oak with my face 
turned towards the water; and; folding my hands; I fell into deep 
meditation。  I thought on the early Sabbaths of my life; and the 
manner in which I was wont to pass them。  How carefully I said my 
prayers when I got up on the Sabbath morn; and how carefully I 
combed my hair and brushed my clothes in order that I might do 
credit to the Sabbath day。  I thought of the old church at pretty 
D…; the dignified rector; and yet more dignified clerk。  I though 
of England's grand Liturgy; and Tate and Brady's sonorous 
minstrelsy。  I thought of the Holy Book; portions of which I was in 
the habit of reading between service。  I thought; too; of the 
evening walk which I sometimes took in fine weather like the 
present; with my mother and brother … a quiet sober walk; during 
which I would not break into a run; even to chase a butterfly; or 
yet more a honey…bee; being fully convinced of the dread importance 
of the day which God had hallowed。  And how glad I was when I had 
got over the Sabbath day without having done anything to profane 
it。  And how soundly I slept on the Sabbath night after the toil of 
being very good throughout the day。
And when I had mused on those times a long while; I sighed and said 
to myself; I am much altered since then; am I altered for the 
better?  And then I looked at my hands and my apparel; and sighed 
again。  I was not wont of yore to appear thus on the Sabbath day。
For a long time I continued in a state of deep meditation; till at 
last I lifted up my eyes to the sun; which; as usual during that 
glorious summer; was shining in unclouded majesty; and then I 
lowered them to the sparkling water; in which hundreds of the finny 
brood were disporting themselves; and then I thought what a fine 
thing it was to be a fish on such a fine summer day; and I wished 
myself a fish; or at least amongst the fishes; and then I looked at 
my hands again; and then; bending over the water; I looked at my 
face in the crystal mirror; and started when I saw it; for it 
looked squalid and miserable。
Forthwith I started up; and said to myself; I should like to bathe 
and cleanse myself from the squalor produced by my late hard life 
and by Mrs。 Herne'