The Life of Venerable Sister Margaret BourgeoisAnonymous
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The Life of Venerable Sister Margaret Bourgeois
Anonymous
Bourgeoys, Marguerite, Saint, 1620-1700
"In 1670, I found it necessary to undertake another journey to France,
and had long felt inspired to make it. As I was suffering much from
mental anxiety, I hoped that an interview with M. de Laval would afford
me some solace. He was then only Vicar-Apostolic of Canada, but I had
great confidence in his wisdom, and hoped he would impart to me the
light necessary for governing our community. I was told that I should
bring with me to France the King's letters, and endeavor to procure more
postulants. For these purposes, I obtained the consent of the Sisters,
and was furnished with many letters of recommendation, from the priests
of the Quebec and Montreal Seminaries. I also had one from M. Perrot,
Governor of Montreal, and successor of M. de Maisonneuve. The Governor,
who was a Parisian, recommended me to his family there. I left Montreal
accompanied by M. de Fenelon, who gave me a passage in his boat, to
Quebec. He was returning to France on business, and wished to sail in
the same ship with me. Father Fremi, a Jesuit, also embarked with us. On
arriving at Quebec, I found myself very much indisposed, and was obliged
to remain in the hospital a few days, as the ship was to depart when the
wind became favorable. I requested M. de Fenelon to permit his servant
to take charge of my box, which contained the papers above referred to,
and of a little package of clothing, that constituted my entire baggage,
and to place them safely on board. The captain politely consented, but
his servant entirely forgot both myself and my baggage. Recovering from
my indisposition in two or three days, I went on board without further
precaution, but alas, found that I was minus the precious box, M. de
Fenelon delayed a short time to find it, but all in vain. It was not
forthcoming. As the vessel was obliged to sail with the wind, I wrote in
haste to M. Dupuis, Major of the garrison of Montreal, who was in Quebec
at the time, begging him to search for my box, and if he found it, to
forward it to France, by any ship he might find convenient. I
particularly requested him to send the papers, and to return the rest to
our Sisters in Montreal. He fortunately found the box, and I received it
in France shortly after. Behold me, then, embarked without clothing,
without provisions, without money, without anything for the voyage.
Worse still, I was the only female in the ship, but there were two good
priests among the passengers, who gave me great consolation. I arranged
a sack and a roll of cordage for my bed, on deck, with an improvised
enclosure. This was my _chamber_ during my passage; which was not very
long, however, as we arrived at La Rochelle in thirty-one days. I had
not made a change of underclothing during the voyage, as I had nothing
to make it with, except a piece of coarse canvas given me for a
mattress. This I converted into a night-dress, but, like all the rest,
it was lost. In this unpleasant condition I found myself at La Rochelle,
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