Lourdes

from which we might view the procession and the Blessing of the Sick. But we were disappointed; and, after a certain amount of scheming, we managed to get a positio

n the right, stretched an inconceivable pavement of heads. Above us, too, on every terrace and step, back to the doors of the great basilica, we knew very well, was one seething, singing mob. A great space was kept open on the level ground

e procession appeared far away-little white or black figures, small as dolls-and the singing became general. But as the endless files rolled o

brellino, in white and gold, and the movements of the monstrance blessing the sick; but again and again my eyes wandered bac

nous vous

he huge response,

vous aimons!"

vous aimons!" an

, Jésus; nou

, Jésus; nou

e Marie, ayez

e Marie, ayez

ge rose up the

ople. "Parce populo tuo! Ne

ai

et Filio et Sp

et nunc et semper, et i

le voice and the mu

a Résurrecti

on to her whom He ga

uveur, prie

nfirmes, pri

nging; then the cry,

guérissez n

guérissez n

that brought the blood

u Fils de David!" (

est, rising from his kne

ed the people,

shed out again and agai

le; and the people cried to Him whom he bore, as they cried two thousand years ago on the road to the city of David. Surely He will

uveur, prie

tes mon Seigne

e was no

red thousand, confident in expectation, thrilled by that voice, nothing doubting or fearing; there were the sick beneath me, answering weakly and wildly to the crying of the priest; and yet there was no movement,

ce again, and was advancing down the middle. The voice of the priest

ié de nous!-ayez

h ardour and desire, answer

e nous!-ayez

ss His own, though He would not heal them; and the priest in the midst, wit

sanna au Fil

he Sacred Heart! Will no

sanna au Fil

" cried t

" cried t

Hosanna! H

ed praise, and then-Tantum ergo S

s little to be seen there. No, there were no miracles to-day, I wa

the Capuchin, was there again; as also the tall bearded Assumptionist Father of whom I have spoken. But there was not a great deal of interest

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le was that I was not more so. I had

r. Cox also b

cle to-day. We are doubtful, too, about tha

is not cured?" (A doctor had been giving

ive excitement. But it may be an amelioration. We do not k

more women than men (as there were upon Calvary). But as I watched them I could not conceive upon what principle the Supernatural had suddenly descended on this and not on that. "Two men in one bed.... Two women grinding at the mill.... One is taken and the other left." Here were persons of all ages-from six to eighty, I should guess-of all characters, ranks, experiences; of both

everything was about on a double scale. And nothing had happened! Further, five of the s

ddenly understood, not God's principles, but my

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of those at the afterno