They, too, are
acquainted with grief. Their tears, like His, will never be wiped off in
this world. They will not laugh with all their heart till they laugh
where He now laughs. Then it will be said of them, too, that they began
to be merry. 'What was the matter with you that you did laugh in your
sleep last night? asked Christiana of Mercy in the morning. I suppose
you were in a dream. So I was, said Mercy, but are you sure that I
laughed? Yes, you laughed heartily; but, prithee, Mercy, tell me thy
dream. Well, I dreamed that I was in a solitary place and all alone, and
was there bemoaning the hardness of my heart, when methought I saw one
coming with wings towards me. So he came directly to me, and said,
Mercy, what aileth thee? Now, when he heard my complaint, he said, Peace
be to thee. He also wiped mine eyes with his handkerchief, and clad me
in silver and gold; he put a chain about my neck also, and earrings in
mine ears, and a beautiful crown upon my head. So he went up. I
followed him till we came to a golden gate; and I thought I saw your
husband there.
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