So it seemed to the boy too. He studied, tried to carry out his
father’s instructions as faithfully as he could, but all he saw around
him inspired him with such a horror of the world and its ways that
life became insupportable to him, and he resolved to fly into the
wilderness and seek for God. He was only fourteen years old, but he
knew with certainty that his life was not to lie in the crowded places.
The devout nurse did not oppose his decision; his will was hers, and
together they left Rome and took the road towards their old home. I
fancy that the boy only then told her that Norcia was not to be their
destination. Before reaching it he would find the place where Heaven
willed him to stay.
Thus they travelled on, till they came to La Mentorella, one of
the strangest spots in all those strange mountains. Its parent is
Guadagnolo, the highest standing town in the whole of Romagna, perched
on a peak 4,000 feet high, and yet shut in on every side with a wall
of rock that completely hides it from the outer world. Just below the
town a ledge of the precipitous rock juts out abruptly and affords
foothold for a church and hermitage, built here in memory of the
conversion of St. Eustace, the mighty hunter. He was called Placidus
then, and was a soldier, a noble and a good man, a commander-in-chief
much trusted by his Emperor, Trojan, and very upright and charitable in
all his dealings with his fellow men. It has been thought by scientific
historians that it is of him that Josephus spoke when recounting the
exploits of the Tribune Placidus in the war with the Jews. There are
links which seem to connect Placidus with the Octavian family, thus
making him a relation of Augustus, and some writers see in the young
Placidus, whom his father Tertullus confided to Benedict’s care, a
descendant of the gallant soldier and hunter of Trojan’s time.
Be all that as it may, we do know that in the days of his pagan
prosperity Placidus, hunting in the mountains, sighted a magnificent
stag and pursued it madly through the narrow defiles till it fled up
to the summit of an apparently inaccessible rock, and there turned and
stood still, gazing down on him. Then Placidus fell on his knees in
mortal fear, for between the creature’s antlers was a crucifix of fire
from which shot forth rays of such brilliance that they lighted up all
the hillside. And from it came a voice saying, “Placidus, why dost thou
pursue me? I am Christ, whom thou hast hitherto served without knowing
Me. Dost thou now believe?”
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