Saints

SAINT ABUDIMUS

Greek martyr also called Abudemius. He was born on the island of Tenedos in the Aegean. When Emperor Diocletian enforced a persecution, Abudimus was tortured and put to death. Died: 4th century Feastday: July 15.

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SAINT ADELOGA

Saint Adeloga was a Frankish princess who founded the Benedictine convent of Kitzingen in Franconia. Died: 745, Feastday: February 2.

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SAINT NICHOLAS

Saint Nicholas called of Bari, Bishop of Myra in theFourth Century, has been honored for many ages and the number of altars and churches which have been everywhere dedicated in his memory are testimonials to his holiness and of the glory which he enjoys with God. He is said to have been born at Patara in Lycia, a province of Asia Minor. Myra, the capital was an episcopal see. Saint Nicholas was chosen bishop when it became vacant. He became famous by his extraordinary piety and zeal and many astonishing miracles. Saint Nicholas suffered imprisonment of the faith and made a glorious confession in the latter part of the persecution raised by Dioletian, and that he was present at the Council of Nicaea and there condemned Arianism. The silence of other authors makes many justly suspect these circumstances. He died at Myra, and was buried in his cathedral.

We are assured that from his earliest days Nicholas would take nourishment only once on Wednesdays and Fridays, and that in the evening according to the canons. His parents died when he was a young man, leaving him well off and he determined to devote his inheritance to works of charity. A citizen of Patara had lost all his money, and had to support three daughters who could not find husbands because of their poverty. The man was going to give them over to prostitution. Saint Nicholas threw a bag of gold into an open window of the man’s house under cover of darkness. At intervals Nicholas did the same for the second and third. It would appear that the three purses represented in pictures, came to be mistaken for the heads of three children and so they gave rise to the absurdstory of the children, resuscitated by the saint, who had been killed by an innkeeper and pickled in a brine-tub.

The accounts are unanimous that Saint Nicholas died and was buried in his episcopal city of Myra, and by the time of Justinian there was a basilica built in his honor at Constantinople. When Myra and its great shrine finally passed into the hands of the Saracens several Italian cities saw this as an opportunity to acquire the relics of Saint Nicholas for themselves. There was great competition for them between Venice and Bari. Bari won and the relics were carried off under the noses of the lawful Greek custodians and their Mohammedan masters on May 9, 1087. A new church was built to shelter them and the pope, Bd. Urban II, was present at their enshrining. At Myra the venerable body of the bishop embalmed as it was in the good ointments of virtue exuded a sweet smelling myrrh which kept it from corruption and proved a health giving remedy against sickness to the glory of him who had glorified Jesus Christ, our true God. The translation of the relics did not interrupt this phenomenon, and the manna of St. Nicholas is said to flow to this day.

Feast day December 6.

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SAINT VALENTINE

Saint Valentine was a holy priest in Rome. He and Saint Marius assisted the martyrs in the persecution under Claudius II. He was apprehended and because he would not renounce his faith he was beaten with clubs and beheaded on February 14, 270.

Pope Julius I built a church near Ponte Mole in his memory. It is now called Porta del Popolo but formerly was called Porta Valetini. The greatest part of his relics are now in the church of Saint Praxedes.

His name is celebrated as a martyr in the sacramentary of Saint Gregory, the Roman Missal of Thomasius, the calendar of F. Fronto, Allatius, Bede, Usuard, Ado, Notker and all other martyrologies on this day.

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SAINT ADRIAN

A bishop and missionary, possibly of royal blood. Adrian was born in Pannonia, in modern Hungary, and was appointed bishop of the local diocese. He resigned to undertake a missionary project. After laboring among the Scots, he retired to a monastery in the area of Firth of Forth. He and his fellow religious were murdered by Danish Viking invaders. In some records, St. Adrian is identified with St. Odhern of Ireland, and in other accounts he is listed as a missionary to Ireland. Died: 875, Feastday March 4.

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SAINTS ABRAHAMITES

Monks and martyrs of the monastery founded by Abraham in Constantinople, Turkey. During the iconoclastic dispute, these monks refused to demolish the sacred images of their monastery. Emperor Theophilus had them arrested and executed. Died: 835 Feastday: July 8.

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SAINT ROSE OF LIMA

Saint Rose of Lima , a South American Saint’s whose real name was Isabel.

Her mother put a wreath of flowers on her head to show off her loveliness to friends. But Rose had no desire to be admired, for her heart had been given to Jesus. She became afraid that her beauty might be a temptation to someone because people could not take their eyes off her. To avoid this from happening she rubbed her face with pepper until it was all red and blistered.

Saint Rose worked hard to support her poor parents and she humbly obeyed them except when they tried to get her to marry. Her love of Jesus was so great that when she talked about Him her face glowed and her eyes sparkled.

Saint Rose had many temptations from the devil and there were also many times when she had to suffer a feeling of terrible loneliness and sadness for God seemed far away. Yet she cheerfully offered all these troubles to Him. During her painful sickness she would pray Lord, increase my sufferings and with them increase Your love in my heart.

Patroness of Latin America and the Philippines.

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SAINT ABDON

A Persian nobleman who suffered martyrdom with his companion, St. Sennen. Abdon, also called Abdo or Abdus in some lists, is recorded in the Acta of the saints dating to the ninth century, but he and St. Sennen were venerated as early as the third century. The martyrs were exposed to persecutions in the reign of Emperor Diocletian and were carried in chains to Rome. There they were put in an arena with wild animals but remained unharmed as the animals refused to slay them. Gladiators were sent in to kill them as a last resort. Abdon’s body and that of his companion were buried in the Pontian cemetery near the gates of Rome; however, the cities of Florence and Soissons also claim to possess their remains. Died: 250 or 303, Feastday: July 30.

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SAINT ACISCLUS

A martyr whose life is mentioned by St. Eulogius, alongside the sufferings of his sister, Victoria. This martyr lived in Córdoba, Spain. When arrested, Acisclus and Victoria clearly maintained their Christian faith and were condemned to death after prolonged torture. Victoria was shot by arrows and Acisclus was beheaded. Some records indicate the two died during the persecutions of Emperor Diocletian. There is considerable doubt about whether Victoria ever existed at all, but both she and Acisclus are remembered in Mozarabic liturgical rites. Died: 4th Century, Feastday: November 17.

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SAINT ANTHONY MARY CLARET

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EARLY YEARS
Catalonia, a region of Spain with a dialect all its own, lies against the Pyrenees in
the northeastern corner of that country. It was there, in the town of Sallent, that Senor
Juan Claret made a special visit to the parish church on Christmas morning, 1807, to have
his day-old son baptized. Surely, he reasoned, in favor of his haste, God would especially
bless a child regenerated in grace on the very birthday of Our Lord. And, of course, he
was right.
The infant was christened Antonio Juan Adjutorio Claret y Clara. Years later when
consecrated archbishop, “out of devotion to Mary Most Holy I added the sweet name of
Maria, my mother, my patroness, my mistress, my directress, and, after Jesus, my
all.” But in childhood he was known simply as “Tonin.” And that’s the long
and the short of the heralded name, Anthony Mary Claret.
There was something exceptional about “poco Tonin.” There was, for example,
his rare disposition and charitable nature which he would later attribute entirely to
God’s good grace. Constrained by his confessor under formal obedience later in life to
write his autobiography, Saint Anthony affirmed, “I am by nature so softhearted and
compassionate that I cannot bear seeing misfortune or misery without doing something to
help.”
This explains his struggling with thoughts about eternity at the mere age of five.
“Siempre, siempre, siempre”—”forever and ever and ever”
was the shuddering notion that robbed the little fellow of sleep, contemplating the
endless horrible suffering that was the lot of the damned. “Yes, forever and ever
they will have to bear their pain.”
It was “this idea of a lost eternity” that would actuate the extraordinarily
holy and eventful career of the apostle, and that would provoke him one day to remark,
“I simply cannot understand how other priests who believe the same truths that I do,
and as we all should, do not preach and exhort people to save themselves from falling into
hell. I wonder, too, how the laity, men and women who have the Faith, can help from crying
out.”
The diminutive aspirant for the priesthood began school at the age of six and proved to
be a diligent student. It was during these years of primary education that the stalwart
champion of sound catechetical training learned his most important lesson in life:
“Just as the buds of roses open in due time, and, if there are no buds, there can be
no roses, so it is with the truths of religion. If one has no instruction in catechism,
one has complete ignorance in matters of religion, even if one happens to be of those who
pass for wise. Oh, how well my instruction in catechism has served me!”
These were economically hard times for Spain and the Clarets could not afford seminary
enrollment for their pious son after his elementary schooling was completed. A local
priest offered to give Antonio private instruction in Latin, but the death of that good
man a short time later left no alternative but for the boy to take up work in his father’s
textile shop, to which he devoted his next five years.
By the age of seventeen, a brilliant natural aptitude for the weaving profession led
the young Catalan to want to study advanced techniques in the great trade center of
Barcelona. The discovery of his rare talents won him renown and position in the business
community of that city, all of which success totally eclipsed his priestly vocation. Worse
still, his mind incessantly awhirl with the challenges of the trade, he found their
compelling interests becoming strong distractions even from an ordinary spiritual life.
“True,” the saint lamented retrospectively, “I received the sacraments
frequently during the year. I attended Mass on all feasts and holy days of obligation,
daily prayed the Rosary to Mary, and kept up my other devotions, but with none of my
former fervor. I can’t overstate it my obsession approached delirium.”

FRUSTRATION
Prior to being named vicar of the Sallent parish, Saint Anthony Claret was chosen to
fill a very important post that of Regent of Copons. Typical of his humility, he had
protested the appointment, and the bishop did set it aside, but only to offer then the
position at Sallent. This, too, Father Claret shrank from, and when all other objections
were overruled he argued that his insignificant stature, he was only five feet
tall, would be a handicap. The physiognomical argument, however, was wittingly countered
by another from his superior: “A man is measured by his head.” Claret had a
large round head, though obviously the Prelate was alluding to his brilliant mind. And so,
the saint then felt obliged by obedience to accept the appointment of parish assistant.
But able administrator though he was, this deeply compassionate priest who from
childhood had yearned to save all souls from hell’s eternity was restless to undertake
apostolic labors. The passage of time only increased that ambition, for in reality it was
divinely inspired. Mystically, too, he was also given the instilled knowledge that he
would have to suffer tremendous persecution as a missionary. Far from discouraging the
saint, however, the anticipation of it only further inflamed his fervor with the desire to
seal his faith with his blood.
Upon completing his theology studies after years of parish work, “I determined to
. . . go to Rome, to present myself to the Congregation for the Propagation of the Faith
so that they could send me anywhere in the world.” Having been released by his
bishop, Padre Claret set out for the Eternal City.
When Antonio arrived at Rome in August 1839, he learned that it would be several weeks
before he could see the Prefect of Propaganda Fide. Deciding to utilize the time by making
a retreat, therefore, he presented himself to the Jesuit Fathers for guidance in the
Spiritual Exercises of Saint Ignatius Loyola. Awed by the exceptional piety of Padre
Claret, the retreat master urged the saint immediately to enter the Society of Jesus to
fulfill his apostolic ambitions. Thus it happened quite unexpectedly for the humble
Catalan who never dreamed himself worthy of belonging to the Society: “Overnight I
found myself a Jesuit.”
Our saint had never been happier. Community life with the Jesuits provided sterling
examples of sanctity, humility, obedience, asceticism, and discipline. It gave him
broader opportunity to catechize as well as to minister to hospital and prison inmates
work he lovingly had performed back in Sallent whenever administrative duties allowed the
time. All in all, he learned much and was making great spiritual progress as a Jesuit
novice when, after only a few months, he suddenly developed a crippling leg ailment. The
Father General of the Society, understanding this as a sign that the novice was not called
to be a Jesuit, advised him to return to Catalonia. Saint Anthony obeyed and the leg pain
disappeared!

WONDER-WORKER

Here again was an unexpected change in direction and it would not be the last for Antonio Claret. Indeed, the uncertainty of his future must have been frustrating, as his desire to labor in the apostolic vineyards, though stronger now than ever, was hindered at every turn.
His vocational detour to the Society of Jesus had not been without purpose. For among the many things he learned from the Jesuits that would richly benefit his oncoming spectacular fate were the studied practices of devotion to the Immaculate Heart, as acquired from the recently discovered Treatise On The True Devotion, by Saint Louis Marie de Montfort. Hence, we find Claret at this time offering his whole being to the Immaculate Mother: “You seek, perhaps, an instrument who will serve you in bringing a remedy to the great evils of the day. Here you have one, who, while he knows himself as most vile and despicable for the purpose, yet considers himself most useful, inasmuch as by using me it is your power that shall splendor, and it will be plain to the eye that it is you who are accomplishing things, and not I.”
He was being asked to conduct “novenas” which he called his missions so as not to invite the suspicion of civil authorities in the neighboring parishes. The demand for his missions grew about the region, so also did the crowds attending them. It was only to be expected that Antonio could not long escape the ire of the anticlericals. His sermons eventually were banned, and the saint had to retire to a remote parish deep in the mountains.
In1843 power shifts in the government temporarily led to a somewhat more lenient attitude toward the Church. The Holy See, therefore, named Antonio Claret as apostolic missionary. At last the saint had become an apostle!
Once underway in his new assignment the holy priest was preaching sometimes ten, even
twelve sermons a day. In this way, he would manage to deliver some ten thousand sermons in
his apostolic career, an effort that would crush the stamina of giants. Yet this little man slept no more than two hours a day. Often satisfying himself with a short nap while sitting in a chair—and ate hardly more than a sparrow. After years of sustaining his grueling pace, the saint would explain, “I know God wants me to preach, because I feel as peaceful, rested, and energetic as if I’d done nothing at all. Our Lord has done it all. May He be blessed forever.”
“Summer caused me the most suffering,” he revealed, “for I always wore a
cassock and a winter cloak with sleeves, while the hard shoes and woolen stockings so
wounded my feet that I frequently limped. The snow also gave me a chance to practice
patience, because when high snowdrifts covered the roads I couldn’t recognize the
landscape, and in trying to cross the drifts I would sometimes get buried in snow-covered
ditches.”
Sometimes the missioner needed a little supernatural help. In making one of his strenuous journeys, he confronted an impassable river. An angel in the form of a young boy approached from nowhere and said, “I will carry you across.” Father Claret only smiled incredulously, asking how such a small child expected to carry one of his bulk across the swollen waters. But the boy did just that, then vanished!
The saint had recently arrived at Olost. After saying morning Mass, he was headed for the confessional at 6:45 when he unexpectedly announced, “I’m off for Vich!” and disappeared through the door. The roads at the time being buried under several feet of snow, his startled host immediately sent an assistant with a horse after the preacher to help him on his way. But after riding three miles the assistant returned, unable to find Mosen Claret or even his tracks in the snow! Eight witnesses testified that at 7: 15—a half hour later—Saint Anthony arrived at Vich, some thirty miles distant, just as a messenger was leaving to bring the preacher word that his dear friend, Father Fortunato Bres, had only moments earlier suffered a bad accident!
More than once it is recorded that Antonio Claret traveled considerable distances
across snow in little time without leaving any trail. The mystery about these supernatural
excursions was broken when a young man named Raymond Prat, having joined the holy priest
on one such trip, actually witnessed an angel appear at Claret’s side to transport him
over snow-covered terrain.

NEW MISSION
“For a Son of the Immaculate Heart of Mary,” he explained, “is a man on
fire with love, who spreads its flames wherever he goes. He desires mightily and strives
by all means possible to set the whole world on fire with God’s love. Nothing daunts him;
he delights in privations, welcomes work, embraces sacrifices, smiles at slander, and
rejoices in suffering. His only concern is how he can best follow Jesus Christ and imitate
Him in working, suffering, and striving constantly and single-mindedly for the greater
glory of God and the salvation of souls.”
He was struck with complete surprise when, only weeks after founding the Sons of the
Immaculate Heart of Mary, a notice arrived from Rome that he had been nominated to become
Archbishop of Santiago, the primatial see of Cuba!
“The nomination frightened me so much that I did not want to accept. I deemed myself unworthy of so exalted a dignity and incapable of its discharge, owing to my lack of learning and virtue necessary for an office of such importance. Afterward I decided to abandon the Libreria Religiosa and the congregation which had just come into existence.”
It was October 7, 1850, fittingly the Feast of the Holy Rosary, when the saint was
consecrated Archbishop, adding the glorious name of Maria to his own.

PROPHET
“The Blessed Virgin will always be prelate here,” the holy man had protested
on the day of his episcopal installation. This heartfelt declaration underscored not only
his humble servility to the Immaculate Heart, but his hope, too, that a short-lived
incumbency as Archbishop would please Divine Providence, allowing him soon to return to
his missionary field. Thus, he had hardly completed his first pastoral tour when he
petitioned to be released from “this cross, because I have done all I am capable of
to institute here a general reform of customs. Nothing more is possible.”
This was an ironic request since, as well he knew, his departure from the island was
not so soon to be. Even before his arrival, the saint had foretold: “We shall spend
six or seven years in America.” His stay in Cuba was precisely six years and two
months, and during that time he made at least three pastoral visitations to every parish
in the archdiocese—four to most of them. And despite the many hardships and
obstacles, Claret himself had to admit, contrary to his earlier opinion, that “with
God’s help in every way imaginable a great deal of good was accomplished.”
It was 8:30 in the morning of August 20 that the worst earthquake in Cuba’s memory
struck Santiago. Every day for several weeks one merciless shock followed
another—sometimes as many as five in a day in a siege of terror that left no
structure spared of devastation. Only with the presence of their saintly pastor could the
people of Santiago muster hope for deliverance from this awful scourge. Nor was their
confidence in the powers of the famed miracle worker unmerited. Claret did, in fact, stop
at least one erupting tremor by pressing his holy hand to the ground.
“God does with many of us as does a mother with a lazy sleeping child,” the
saint explained. “She shakes his cot to wake him and make him rise. If that fails,
she strikes him. The good God does the same with His children who are sleeping in their
sins. He has shaken their beds that is, their houses by the earthquakes, but He spared
their lives. If this does not awaken them and cause them to rise, He will strike them with
cholera and pestilence. God has made this known to me.”
Even so, many seemed to forget his doleful prognostication. Scarcely a month passed,
when cholera broke out, spreading with the speed and horror of an inferno. Again, the
saint hurried home from a distant mission to attend to his stricken sheep, exhausting
himself in every way possible for their spiritual and bodily comfort.
Within three months the plague claimed nearly three thousand lives one-tenth of
Santiago’s population. And while the reality of such human misery pained the blessed
Claret, he had the far greater comfort of knowing that not one life was lost without the
consolation of the sacraments.
Nothing, however, would comfort the apostle when he foresaw the spiritual death of many
souls, who at a later time would follow into schism an apostate priest, proclaiming
himself to be Archbishop of Santiago. The schism itself, he said, would be “a
chastisement,” but only part of a third great punishment that would afflict Cubans,
whose hearts remained callously hardened against God.
To two fellow priests, Padre Sala and Padre Currius, he confided that this punishment
was to be “a great war” and “the loss of the island.” Then in the town
of Sara he warned the people: “You are resisting the words of your bishop who loves
you as a tender father and who is sacrificing himself for your souls. I pray to God to
avert the terrible punishment that is threatening you. For you will be hunted down like so
many rabbits and these fields will be drenched with Spanish blood.”

LAST MISSION
The spectacular life of Saint Anthony Mary Claret could be likened to the Holy Rosary,
which was so much an integral part of it. It had its joys in the tireless and constant
preaching of the Faith and the conversion of countless souls.
It had its sorrows, too, in sufferings increasingly so bitter that they evoked from the
little saint this fitting utterance: “On the cross I have lived and on the cross I
wish to die. From the cross I hope to come down, not by my own hands, but at the hands of
others after I have finished my sacrifice.”
And, as incredibly intense persecutions summoned Antonio nearer to his last earthly
mission, glorious mysteries also became a part of his rare career of holiness, giving him
the sweetest heavenly consolations in the midst of his greatest anguish.
Beginning in 1856, the saint was under command by his confessor to write of any inner
lights he received from heaven. Monsignor Claret obediently began this unusual log, noting
an event that occurred in Cuba, on July 12, 1855. Kneeling before a painting of Our Lady,
to give thanks for the graces She obtained for him in composing his beautiful pastoral
letter on the Immaculate Conception,* he “heard a clear and distinct voice issuing
from the picture, saying ‘Bene scripsisti’ You have written well.”
On three other occasions did Our Divine Lord utter His approval of books the
saint had penned.
Saint Anthony was blessed with many heavenly messages from Jesus and Mary, most of them to console him in his suffering or to counsel him in perseverance and prayer.
The next day, “at four o’clock in the morning,” the Queen of Heaven again
addressed him, saying: “You must be the Dominic of these times in propagating
devotion to the Rosary.”
Then, on September 23, 1859, “at seven-thirty in the morning, Our Lord told me: ‘You
will fly across the earth to preach of the immense chastisements soon to come to pass.’
And He gave me to understand those words of the Apocalypse (8: 13): ‘And I beheld, and
heard the voice of one eagle flying through the midst of heaven, saying with a loud voice:
Woe, woe, woe to the inhabitants of the earth; by reason of the rest of the voices of the
three angels who are yet to sound the trumpet.’
“This meant that the three great judgments of God which are going to fall upon the
world are: (1) Protestantism and Communism; (2) the four archdemons who will, in a truly
frightful manner, incite all to the love of pleasure, money, reason and independence of will; (3) the great wars with their horrible consequences.”
On the following day, Our Lord made known to Claret that his Missionary Sons of the
Immaculate Heart of Mary would spread the saint’s exquisite writings and his apostolic
spirit throughout the world, to combat these monstrous evils of modern times.
In all his afflictions Saint Anthony had always found incomparable strength and
consolation in the presence of the Blessed Sacrament. And so, to fortify the little
apostle in his fiercest combat, God conferred upon him a very special grace with which few
other saints in the history of the Church have ever been favored.
“On August 26, 1861, finding myself at prayer in the church of the Holy Rosary, at
La Granja, at seven o’clock in the evening, the Lord granted me the grace of conserving
the Sacramental Species within my heart.”
For the rest of his earthly days he shared with the Mother of God in a special way the
divine privilege preserving incorruptibly from Communion to Communion the precious Body
and Blood, Soul and Divinity of Christ in his bosom. Now a human tabernacle of Our Lord,
he reflected: “I now bear within me day and night the adorable Eucharist. I must
therefore be always recollected and cultivate the interior life. Moreover, according to
Our Lord’s command, I must try to arrest by prayer and in other ways the evil rampant in
Spain.”
Some months later, after obediently writing down this sublime experience, Antonio
became plagued with doubt. Believing himself to be wholly unworthy of so wondrous a
blessing, he perhaps felt that he might only have dreamed it. In any event, he was
thinking of erasing all mention of the episode when the Blessed Mother spoke, forbidding
him to do so. “Afterward, while I was saying Mass, Jesus Christ told me that He had
indeed granted me this grace.”
Then, as if to assure the humble prelate of his worthiness of the esteemed privilege,
something quite remarkable occurred on Christmas Eve in 1864. Having celebrated Midnight
Mass, Monsignor Claret arose from making an unusually long thanksgiving. As he left the
chapel his countenance betrayed an unmistakable look of ecstasy to Don Carmela Sala, who
greeted the saint outside. At length, Antonio dispelled the mystery, confiding to his
friend his precious secret: “The holy Virgin placed the Child Jesus in my arms
tonight!”
Only it was not really a secret. There had also been present in the chapel some Sisters
of Perpetual Adoration, who confirmed that “during his thanksgiving, Father . . . had
received the Child Jesus in his arms. The Blessed Virgin had given the Child to him.”

LAST DAYS
Home for Saint Anthony now was in Prades, France, whither his exiled confreres had
fled. Padre Jaime Clotet recounts the bittersweet joy of the Founder’s return to his
Congregation: “Despite the ineffable consolation of having him with us, I was deeply
pained to see him so weak. He could hardly stand! The change in his features was shocking,
and he could scarcely speak. ‘My God!’ I said to myself, ‘can this be the
Archbishop?'”
With no regard for his awful state, the saint insisted on preaching, hearing
confessions, and participating in community devotions as much as his strength would
endure. He did, in fact, enjoy some flurries of improved health, but just as quickly he
would lapse back into a condition at times “so severe,” reported Clotet,
“that the prayers of the dying were said over him five different times.” To make
matters worse, he also began to suffer attacks of neuralgia that afflicted him with
excruciating torment.
Father Clotet again comments: “One might have thought that he would be left in
peace among his little band of followers. But this was not to be.” Even now, the
Masons could not resist the opportunity to inflict colossal indignities upon their hated
enemy. Word arrived that French gendarmes had orders to arrest His Excellency under
preposterous charges of organizing guerrilla activities and of conspiracy against the Red
regime in Spain. The stricken Founder, bidding a final good-bye to his children of Mary’s
Pure Heart, was whisked away into hiding, taking refuge in the Trappist monastery at
Fontfroide.
Early in October, Padre Xifre sent a message to the saint’s dear friend, Padre Clotet:
“The founder is dying. His vestments and episcopal insignia required for
interment.” Clotet promptly collected the items and sped off to Fontfroide in the
hopes that he would not be too late to embrace his spiritual father one last time. But
soon enough he was at the side of Saint Anthony, where he faithfully remained for ten long
and painful days.
They say that the saint was often delirious in those latter days. But in his most
enfeebled state, his mind was still preoccupied with the salvation of souls. “Souls,
souls, give me souls,” he said repeatedly.
And, strangely, something else: “Shall you go to the United States, then?” he
asked Padre Clotet, taking his friend by total surprise in the middle of the night. Was
this, also delirium? Perhaps. But while exiled in Paris, when certainly his mind was fully
rational, the mystic then too had been anxious for his Congregation to labor in the New
World writing: “America is a great and fertile field, and in time more souls will
enter heaven from America than from Europe. This part of the world is like an old vine
that bears little fruit, whereas America is a young vine. I’ve already grown old. If it weren’t for this, I’d fly there myself.”
On the twenty-first of October the Archbishop was seized with fresh torments, this time
with no unconsciousness or delirium to give him any relief from this long and final siege
of suffering.
Two days later, barely able even to whisper, he asked for absolution while with great
effort he signed himself with the Cross, clutching his Rosary beads and tenderly kissing
the Crucifix. The end was now very near.
After passing the long night in watch, Padre Clotet next morning left the saint’s side
long enough to say Mass. When he returned, his beloved friend and father could only speak
to him by way of a gaze. But this, between two men who shared a common spirit of sanctity,
was itself a moving dialogue. And Clotet with complete understanding of his wishes, gave
utterance to those words which the eyes of his dear companion conveyed: “Jesus, Mary,
and Joseph, into your hands I commend my spirit.”
Just before nine o’clock on the morning of October 24, 1870, the bell at the convent of
the Carmelite Sisters of Charity, in far-off Tarragona, suddenly began to toll untouched
by human hands. At that very same moment the soul of Saint Anthony Mary Claret was
summoned by Almighty God into glorious eternity.
His remains were laid to rest at the monastery in Fontfroide. Fittingly, his tombstone
was inscribed with the words: “I have loved justice and hated iniquity; therefore I
die in exile.” The body, exhumed twenty-seven years later to be transported back to
Spain, was found to be perfectly incorrupt.

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