On Sunday morning the campaign proper was begun in the Alcasar, which was packed, and the wives of several pastors were among those who came in tears to the penitent form. Albin Peyron, junior, who is to-day the leader of the Army in Switzerland, began the new life at a "Night with Jesus" which was held after that meeting. In his youth he was the founder of _La Petite Armée_, which did much good work among the children of Nîmes and other towns of Southern France. While the Maréchale was always at home in crowds, she loved quiet interviews with individuals if possible still more. In many of these talks the subject was the victory of faith. During one of her _tournées_, she was conducting meetings in a theatre at Cannes. On a lovely September evening she was walking towards the sea, lost in admiration of the sunset. Fatigued with her Sunday morning’s work, she was seeking a little repose. She observed a priest slowly proceeding towards the hill on which stood a little Catholic church. His appearance struck her; he looked at once so distinguished and so sad. An inner voice said to her, "Speak to that priest." "I cannot," she said, "he would think me mad." But the voice said the same words a second time, and then she instantly obeyed. Hurrying towards the priest, she said— "Good-evening, _mon père_. I presume you are going to the church on the hill. May I accompany you, for I would speak with you on spiritual subjects?" Uncovering his head, and bowing with great respect, he answered, "Certainly, madame." They walked on for a little in silence. Then she said— "What must I do to be saved, my father?" "Keep the ten commandments," he answered at once. "But the rich young man who came to Jesus could say with his hand on his heart that he had kept them all, and yet had no assurance of salvation. He was in great trouble. _He_ said, ’What must I do to be saved?’" "Oh, then you must take the holy Eucharist very often." "But those who take it, my father, are they saved from sinning? Are they not the victims of the power of evil, the same as others?" "Oh! yes, madame, but then there is the Confessional." "But does not the same thing apply to the Confessional, my father? You must know that there are tens of thousands in France who confess, but fall again the next day. They have not found rest. Is not Christ ready to save us if we are ready to be saved?" "Alas! madame, we shall sin always, always, to the very end of our lives." "But, my father, were not St. Augustine, St. Francis of Assisi, St. Catherine of Siena, Fénelon and many others, delivered from the slavery of sin and self? They attained to something definite—to holiness." He turned with vehemence and said, raising his voice— "Ah! madame, but those were extraordinary lives. Those people were saints."