“Those are the sorts of places,” concluded the speaker, “that one must constantly pass through in the service of an imaginary king.”
Mrs. Discouraged saw all these things and heard all these words. She was so disheartened that she knew not what to do.
“Have I served my God in vain?” she questioned inwardly. “Must all my testimonies fall to the earth? Surely the way of the world seems to be an easy way, and more suited to a person in trouble.”
She suddenly fell on her knees, as she was wont to do in such emergencies, and, behold, I saw her, on wings of prayer, fly in triumph from the tower’s top, down the valley, over the Meshes of Doubt, and land on the King’s Highway in a most glorious place called Victory by Faith. She thence went on her way rejoicing.
The great victory of Mrs. Discouraged who, on wings of prayer, escaped from he Tower of Temptation to a place called Victory by Faith.
Then did the attendant on the tower speak of her in ridicule. “The poor mortal, in her insanity, has descended to a bad level and must, of necessity, climb yonder terrible hill which, as your eyes bear testimony, is the last part of the Narrow Way visible from this tower.”
“She went, however, in a miraculous way. Those wings were sure and steady, and I was pleased with the swiftness of her flight,” said Mrs. Diligence who was also a pilgrim from the King’s Highway.
“Without doubt,” answered the attendant, “but she went with heavy labor of her wings. Had she told me that she wished to take a flight, I could have given her a finer trip in one of the aerial ships lately invented by the experts of the Wizard City. I will summon one. Look no more at Mrs. Discouraged with wings, but fix your eyes toward the east, and you will soon witness the floating car whereon thousands go out daily from this tower into pleasant places.”
As he said this he gave a signal, and soon the strangely shaped airship came in sight, to the delight of all who saw it.