CHAPTER 15

On my arrival at home, I found my husband taken with the gout, and his

other complaints. My little daughter ill, and like to die of the

smallpox; my eldest son, too, took it; and it was of so malignant a

type, that it rendered him as disfigured, as before he was beautiful.

As soon as I perceived the smallpox was in the house, I had no doubt

but I should take it. Mrs. Granger advised me to leave if I could. My

father offered to take me home, with my second son, whom I tenderly

loved. My mother-in-law would not suffer it. She persuaded my husband

it was useless, and sent for a physician, who seconded her in it,

saying, "I should as readily take it at a distance as here, if I were

disposed to take it." I may say, she proved at that time a second

Jephtha, and that she sacrificed us both, though innocently. Had she

known what followed, I doubt not but she would have acted otherwise.

All the town stirred in this affair. Everyone begged her to send me out

of the house, and cried out that it was cruel to expose me thus. They

set upon me, too, imagining I was unwilling to go. I had not told that

she was so averse to it. I had at that time no other disposition than

to sacrifice myself to divine Providence. Though I might have removed,

notwithstanding my mother-in-law's resistance, yet I would not without

her consent; because it looked to me as if her resistance was an order

of Heaven.

I continued in this spirit of sacrifice to God, waiting from moment to

moment in an entire resignation, for whatever He should be pleased to

ordain. I cannot express what nature suffered. I was like one who sees

both certain death and an easy remedy, without being able to avoid the

former, or try the latter. I had no less apprehension for my younger

son than for myself. My mother-in-law so excessively doted on the

eldest, that the rest of us were indifferent to her. Yet I am assured,

if she had known the younger would have died of the smallpox, she would

not have acted as she did. God makes use of creatures, and their

natural inclinations to accomplish His designs. When I see in the

creatures a conduct which appears unreasonable and mortifying, I mount

higher, and look upon them as instruments both of the mercy and justice

of God. His justice is full of mercy.

I told my husband that my stomach was sick, and that I was taking the

smallpox. He said it was only imagination. I let Mrs. Granger know the

situation I was in. As she had a tender heart, she was affected by the

treatment I met with, and encouraged me to offer myself up to the Lord.

At length, nature finding there was no resource, consented to the

sacrifice which my spirit had already made. The disorder gained ground

apace. I was seized with a great shivering, and pain both in my head

and stomach. They would not yet believe that I was sick. In a few hours

it went so far, that they thought my life in danger. I was also taken

with an inflammation on my lungs, and the remedies for the one disorder

were contrary to the other. My mother-in-law's favorite physician was

not in town, nor the resident surgeon. Another surgeon said that I must

be bled; but my mother-in-law would not suffer it at that time. I was

on the point of death for the want of proper assistance. My husband,

not being able to see me, left me entirely to his mother. She would not

allow any physician but her own to prescribe for me, and yet did not

send for him, though he was within a day's journey. In this extremity I

opened not my mouth. I looked for life or death from the hand of God,

without testifying the least uneasiness. The peace I enjoyed within, on

account of that perfect resignation, in which God kept me by His grace,

was so great, that it made me forget myself, in the midst of oppressive

disorders.

The Lord's protection was indeed wonderful. How oft have I been reduced

to extremity, yet He never failed to succor, when things appeared most

desperate. It pleased Him so to order it, that the skillful surgeon,

who had attended me before, passing by our house, inquired after me.

They told him I was extremely ill. He alighted immediately, and came in

to see me. Never was a man more surprised, when he saw the condition I

was in. The smallpox, which could not come out, had fallen on my nose

with such force, that it was quite black. He thought there had been

gangrene and that it was going to fall off. My eyes were like two

coals; but I was not alarmed. At that time I could have made a

sacrifice of all things, and was pleased that God should avenge Himself

on that face, which had betrayed me into so many infidelities. He also

was so affrighted that he went into my mother-in-law's room and told

her, that it was most shameful to let me die in that manner, for want

of bleeding. She still opposed it violently so that in short she told

him flatly that she would not suffer it, until the physician returned.

He flew into such a rage at seeing me thus left without sending for the

physician that he reproved my mother-in-law in the severest manner. But

it was all in vain. He came up again presently and said, "If you

choose, I will bleed you, and save your life." I held out my arm to

him; and though it was extremely swelled, he bled me in an instant. My

mother-in-law was in a violent passion. The smallpox came out

immediately. He ordered that they should have me bled again in the

evening, but she would not suffer it. Fear of displeasing my

mother-in-law, and a total resignation of myself into the hands of God,

I did not retain him.

I am more particular to show how advantageous it is to resign one's

self to God without reserve. Though in appearance He leaves us for a

time to prove and exercise our faith, yet He never fails us, when our

need of Him is the more pressing. One may say with the Scripture, "It

is God who bringeth down to the gates of death, and raiseth up again."

The blackness and swelling of my nose went away and I believe, had they

continued to bleed me, I had been pretty easy. For want of that I grew

worse again. The malady fell into my eyes, and inflamed them with such

severe pain, that I thought I should lose them both.

I had violent pains for three weeks during which time I got little

sleep. I could not shut my eyes, they were so full of the smallpox, nor

open them by reason of the pain. My throat, palate, and gums were

likewise so filled with the pock, that I could not swallow broth, or

take nourishment without suffering extremely. My whole body looked

leprous. All that saw me said that they had never seen such a shocking

spectacle. But as to my soul, it was kept in a contentment not to be

expressed. The hopes of its liberty, by the loss of that beauty, which

had so frequently brought me under bondage, rendered me so satisfied,

and so united to God, that I would not have changed my condition for

that of the most happy prince in the world.

Everyone thought I would be inconsolable. Several expressed their

sympathy in my sad condition, as they judged it. I lay still in the

secret fruition of a joy unspeakable, in this total deprivation of what

had been a snare to my pride, and to the passions of men. I praised God

in profound silence. None ever heard any complaints from me, either of

my pains or the loss I sustained. The only thing that I said was, that

I rejoiced at, and was exceedingly thankful for the interior liberty I

gained thereby; and they construed this as a great crime. My confessor,

who had been dissatisfied with me before, came to see me. He asked me

if I was not sorry for having the smallpox; and he now taxed me with

pride for my answer.

My youngest little boy took the distemper the same day with myself, and

died for want of care. This blow indeed struck me to the heart, but

yet, drawing strength from my weakness, I offered him up, and said to

God as Job did, "Thou gavest him to me, and thou takest him from me;

blessed be thy holy name." The spirit of sacrifice possessed me so

strongly, that, though I loved this child tenderly, I never shed a tear

at hearing of his death. The day he was buried, the doctor sent to tell

me he had not placed a tombstone upon his grave, because my little girl

could not survive him two days. My eldest son was not yet out of

danger, so that I saw myself stripped of all my children at once, my

husband indisposed, and myself extremely so. The Lord did not take my

little girl then. He prolonged her life some years.

At last my mother-in-law's physician arrived, at a time wherein he

could be of but little service to me. When he saw the strange

inflammation in my eyes, he bled me several times; but it was too late.

And those bleedings which would have been so proper at first, did

nothing but weaken me now. They could not even bleed me in the

condition I was in but with the greatest difficulty. My arms were so

swelled that the surgeon was obliged to push in the lance to a great

depth. Moreover, the bleeding being out of season had liked to have

caused my death. This, I confess, would have been very agreeable to me.

I looked upon death as the greatest blessing for me. Yet I saw well I

had nothing to hope in that side; and that, instead of meeting with so

desirable an event, I must prepare myself to support the trials of

life.

After my eldest son was better, he got up and came into my room. I was

surprised at the extraordinary change I saw in him. His face, lately so

fair and beautiful, was become like a coarse spot of earth, all full of

furrows. That gave me the curiosity to view myself. I felt shocked, for

I saw that God had ordered the sacrifice in all its reality.

Some things fell out by the contrariety of my mother-in-law that caused

me severe crosses. They put the finishing stroke to my son's face.

However, my heart was firm in God, and strengthened itself by the

number and greatness of my sufferings. I was as a victim incessantly

offered upon the altar, to HIM who first sacrificed Himself for love.

"What shall I render to the Lord, for all his benefits toward me? I

will take the cup of salvation, and call upon the name of the Lord."

These words, I can truly say, O my God, have been the delight of my

heart, and have had their effect on me, through my whole life; for I

have been continually heaped with thy blessings and thy cross. My

principal attraction, besides that of suffering for Thee, has been to

yield myself up without resistance, interiorly and exteriorly, to all

Thy divine disposals. These gifts which I was favored with from the

beginning, have continued and increased until now Thou hast Thyself

guided my continual crosses, and led me through paths impenetrable to

all but thee.

They sent me pomatums to recover my complexion, and to fill up the

hollows of the smallpox. I had seen wonderful effects from it upon

others, and therefore at first had a mind to try them. But, jealous of

God's work, I would not suffer it. There was a voice in my heart which

said, "If I would have had thee fair, I would have left thee as thou

wert." I was therefore obliged to lay aside every remedy, and to go

into the air, which made the pitting worse; to expose myself in the

street when the redness of the smallpox was at the worst, in order to

make my humiliation triumph, where I had exalted my pride.

My husband kept to his bed almost all that time, and made good use of

his indisposition. Only as he now lost that, which before gave him so

much pleasure in viewing me, he grew much more susceptible to

impressions which any gave him against me. In consequence of this, the

persons who spoke to him to my disadvantage, finding themselves now

better hearkened to, spoke more boldly and more frequently.

There was only Thou, O my God, who changed not for me. Thou didst

redouble my interior graces, in proportion as Thou didst augment my

exterior crosses.

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