From Convent to Conflict; Or, A Nun's Account of the Invasion of BelgiumMarie Antoine, Sister
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From Convent to Conflict; Or, A Nun's Account of the Invasion of Belgium
Marie Antoine, Sister
Couvent des Filles de Marie (Willebroeck, Belgium); World War, 1914-1918 -- Campaigns -- Belgium
“Here in Holland we are eating rye bread and mashed potatoes, passing
the night on straw beds stretched upon the floors, and are quite at our
ease, for the present at least.”
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CHAPTER XVI.
THE EXODUS TO ENGLAND.
All the Sisters who had arrived at Antwerp met in conference several
times during the week; but no final course of action could be decided
upon, owing to the danger and uncertainty which, like dark, ominous
clouds, cast a pall over the city and presaged disaster.
One afternoon two of us called on His Eminence, Cardinal Mercier,
Archbishop of Mechelen, who, since the bombardment of his city and the
destruction of his residence, had remained at times in rooms near the
Cathedral of Antwerp. His stately countenance was calm and peaceful,
notwithstanding the trials and overwhelming sorrows he had endured. We
could hardly control our feelings when the fatherly hand of this good
and faithful shepherd was raised to bless us for the journey and
undertakings we had in view.
On Saturday, October 10, we met in conference for the last time in the
Jesuit rooms in Antwerp. Our Sisters had no idea of leaving the city at
that time. The last advice of our Reverend Director before leaving was
“Observe well the regulations, be ever true to God and duty, and let no
day pass without doing some good work.” He is dead now, having
peacefully passed away on the night of December 24, 1914, shortly after
returning to his former residence in Willebroeck. Although an invalid
for years, he was an example of perfect zeal and accuracy in the
performance of every duty. He was noted as an author of hymns and poems,
and left many important works on Church and Bible history.
Requiescat in pace (rest in peace).
Having parted with our Sisters on the street in front of the church, in
company with Miss Broelinckx, I went at once to the docks of Antwerp to
make arrangements for crossing over to England. About noon on that day a
flag was hoisted on the lofty spire of one of the great churches,
denoting “Antwerp in danger.” In a short time the whole city was
panic-stricken. People carrying large and small bundles were seen
hurrying through the streets. At noon the signal was removed and
confidence restored. At the docks we found that the last passenger boat
was just ready to leave on her final trip and could accommodate no more,
being then full to overflowing.
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