...rrify myself in an old copy of Pilgrim's progress. Horned, hoofed, scaly, and fire-breathing, his caudal extremity twisted tight with rage, I remember him, illustrating the tremendous encounter of Christ ian in the valley where Apollyon straddled over the whole breadth of the way. There was another print of the enemy which made no slight impression upon me. It was the frontispiece of an old, smoked...