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Show DEMONIACAL POSSESSION Narrative of Facts Vouched for by High jj Authority Bishop Delaile at First In- j! credulous Persona! Observation !l Possessed Speaks in a Dead Language Tells What Occurs at Distant Places j Solemn Exorcisms Performed i Possessed Had to Be Tried During Cer emony Marvelous Strength. (Continued from Last Week.) After some prayers. I asked her: "Die mihi quomodo voceris?" Tell mo how you may be - ' called? to which she replied: "Die mihi nornen ) tuum!" "Tell me your name," I insisted, and she Mid: "I know your name, it is Henry, but where did you see that spirits have names ?" "They have, and I command you to tell me yours." "Never, j( never!" But on my placing on her head a relic i of the true cross, which she could not see : "Take that away," she cried; "it crushes me!" "What it is ?" "A relic !" "Then now tell me your name." "I can't, but 111 spell it : D-i-o-a-r." "Now, who is your Master?" "I have none!" "But you have one and must tell me his name." "I cannot, but I shall write it," and she wrote with her finger: Lucifer. ; "Now,"I went on, "tell me why you were cast ou from Heaven." "Because God showed us His Son made man, and commanded us to adore Him, but we would not, because lie had taken unto Himself Him-self sn inferior nature." Whilst I was going on with the rrayers of the ritual, ehe (should I not say He? however you understand) un-derstand) interrupted me constantly, objecting to : all the invocations. When I read extracts from the j Gospels, she suddenly exclaimed: "I know Mathew, I I don't know Mark!" "This is an untruth, and to -" make up for it kneel down at once." Which she I did. Whilst we recited the Magnificat, she inter- 1 rupled again: "Stop it, I know it better than you. f I knew it long before you were born!" As one of the Fathers commanded her to be quiet she turned on him: "You fool! who gave you authority over me? Did the Bishop or the Afebot delegate, you P At times she remained quiet and disdainful, but sometimes she raged and gnashed her teeth. "I'll make you sweat before I get out," she said oncp; then all of a sudden she begged to be allowed to go into another girl, Anatasia. "Stop your prayer?." pray-er?." she said also;; "they hurt me; if you stop, I shall go out tomorrow morning!" Time went on, and as I was tired I commissioned one of the priests to read the prayers for-me. He did so, but with a droning voice; as he stopped at the end of a paragraph she turned fiercely upon him. "Exi,-immundo "Exi,-immundo spiritus!" Depart, unclean spirit she said. I From time to time, she went into awful fits of, l roaring; on such occasions, I had to place two fin-Y fin-Y gcrs lightly on the throat, and she could ( not utter a sound. To make a counter-experiment, I' I asked one of the sisters to do the same as I did, ' f but it had no effect. "Tell me, I said, why you are if so much afraid of the priest's fingers?" "Because," -y" fhe answered, "'they are consecrated," and she made the motion of the Bishop anointing the priest's I hands at his ordination. Wo went on thus from 2 p. m. till 9 o'clock in I the evening, w,hen I decided to stop till the follow- ing morning. ; Afterwards Gcrmana was somewhat quieter, and l v .she came, begging of me not to give her up. "I ;;m sure," she said, "that if you said your Mass for mo tomorrow it would be easier." "Yes," 1 answered. an-swered. "I shall, but on the condition that you will go 1o Confession and Communion tomorrow morning."' morn-ing."' The night was awful, and the poor sisters had to remain with her all through. She wentto Con-I Con-I fession and Holy Communion in-thc morning, and I remained quiet until at 8:30 we began the Exor- ! cisms again. I from the very first words she became unman- I ficeable, and we had to tie her feet and her hands, I tineo eight of us could not control her. f "You have sent away Anatasia," she cried. "I I c?n f-ee her with another girl on their way to an- I other mission, but I'll find her again." It was 1 true. Early in the morning I had sent her away, I but German a could not possibly know it. After a while some one called a priest away; he came back half an hour later. "Where has he been ?" I asked. I "He went to baptize a man who got sick suddenly." l That was also true, but nobody in the chapel knew Nit. Then she asked for a drink, and one of us fetched her a cup of wafpr. After drinking some 4 of it she stopped. "Wrclched man." fhe said, "you " gave me holy water!" Still I made her drink the whole of it. and she became quite defiant. "All right; give m more still; it will not make me suf- for mor than I do." It would be loo long, were I to repeat everything every-thing she said. Sufiice it to say, that every moment mo-ment it became more and more awful, until at last the tried to bite a priest. He, somewhat excited, gave her a little tap on the mouth, at which she became worse, and called him the most stupid of men, who wanted to strike a spirit. As I commanded com-manded her to keep quiet, she cried: "Now, no more obedience!" It was the end, evidently, but tho struggle was terrible. At last, she fell to the ' floor, and' moaned with awful pains. Her face swelled up suddenly, so that she could not even open her eyes, and tho tears came down her cheeks. But the sign of the cross brought the face instantly back to its natural size. Then a kind of convulsion, and she remained motionless, as if dead. Locus vero foetore rcdole-bat. rcdole-bat. (But the place was diffused with an offensive odor.) After about ten minutes, she opened her eyes, and knelt down to thank God. She was released. re-leased. "Dioar" had gone. This is the summary of what happened to Ber-mana. Ber-mana. If any one can explain the signs, the symptoms, symp-toms, the words, and the cure, otherwise than by possession, he will be more clever than I am. I shall perhaps, relate some other time the case of Monica, and in the meantime, I give the Editor of Home leave to do with this letter what he liked. I have in my possession a letter sent mc by Gcrmana Gcr-mana afterwards, in which ehe begs that I may pray for her death. She has seen too much and is afraid of life. |