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same I have not got tuberculosis.' 'But Gemma,' Father Tei continued, 'you don't possess a penny, and what<br />
will you do when they put you out on the roadside?' She smiled: ' Father, is not God also on the roadside?<br />
Where God is, there are all things !' A sublime answer indeed, an answer that reveals Gemma's inimitable<br />
candor and her childlike abandonment in the loving arms <strong>of</strong> God.<br />
SUFFERINGS UPON SUFFERINGS<br />
Gemma's sickness continued its course with all the usual improvements and sudden relapses. Its acute<br />
crises were terrifying, and it was <strong>of</strong>ten necessary to give her oxygen to revive her. These sufferings<br />
increased in intensity as her death drew nearer. 'Her sufferings were unheard <strong>of</strong>.' Thus the Carmelite, Sister<br />
Gesualda, summarizes the various depositions made in the Processes. 'Her stomach could retain no food,<br />
not even a few drops <strong>of</strong> liquid, and the vomiting increased the pain in all her limbs, each <strong>of</strong> which suffered its<br />
own particular martyrdom. Her cough racked her whole body and she had great difficulty in breathing. Then<br />
the Lord took away her sight, and her voice grew so weak that she could scarcely speak. Nevertheless, in<br />
spite <strong>of</strong> this, she never craved for any alleviation, or looked tired or sad. She never asked to be moved or<br />
raised in bed, even though she was lying in an uncomfortable position.' 'During the whole <strong>of</strong> her illness,'<br />
declared Mother Giannini, 'she asked for nothing, not even a drop <strong>of</strong> water.'<br />
The Barbantine Sisters who had attended to her previously were asked to nurse her. This was done<br />
because, doubtless through some misunderstanding, she had been left alone a few nights when she had<br />
been in particular need <strong>of</strong> assistance. But she had not complained.<br />
Gemma's room was a school <strong>of</strong> virtue. The Sisters never saw in her angelic face any trace <strong>of</strong> melancholy or<br />
<strong>of</strong> suffering. She was always calm and full <strong>of</strong> peace. Gemma and the Sisters once spent an entire night in<br />
talking about God. The Sisters were edified by her conversation, and on the other hand she was helped<br />
thereby to concentrate her mind on prayer. 'Let us say our prayers together,' she said to them. 'Let us occupy<br />
ourselves with nothing except Jesus alone!' Once at the height <strong>of</strong> her sufferings they asked her: ' If Jesus<br />
allowed you to choose between going to Heaven immediately . . . and remaining here to suffer on the<br />
understanding that this latter would redound to His greater glory, what would you do?' She answered: 'It is<br />
better to suffer than to go to Heaven, if it is a question <strong>of</strong> suffering for Jesus, and promoting His glory.' The<br />
intensity <strong>of</strong> her pain, and more frequently, the violence <strong>of</strong> the assaults <strong>of</strong> the Devil, sometimes drew from her<br />
such complaints as this : ' 0 my Jesus, I can bear no more ! ' One <strong>of</strong> the Sisters at once remarked that with<br />
God's grace all things can be borne, and from that time whenever visitors said to her with compassion: , Poor<br />
thing, I'm sure you cannot bear much more,' she immediately replied: ' Yes, I can bear a little more.' Even in<br />
the midst <strong>of</strong> her sufferings, she never changed. . The ingenuous simplicity that characterized her life was just<br />
as observable during her last days on earth.<br />
A SCHOOL OF VIRTUE<br />
A virtue that shone forth conspicuously in Gemma during her last illness, was her humility. One could not<br />
help being pr<strong>of</strong>oundly moved on hearing her ask Jesus and Mary to pardon her faults-she whose life on<br />
earth had been always so angelic. Her favorite ejaculatory prayer was: ' My Jesus, mercy! '<br />
She prayed continually. A large Crucifix hung on the wall <strong>of</strong> her room, on her right hand, and in front <strong>of</strong> her<br />
bed a picture <strong>of</strong> the Blessed Virgin. When she was so exhausted that she could not speak, she still fixed her<br />
mind on God. One had o:n1y to see her face to realize how recollected she was. 'Monsignor,' she used to<br />
say, ' told me that when I could not pray with my lips I was to pray with my mind and heart, and I am doing<br />
so.'<br />
Before she lost her sight she used to read St. Alphonsus Liguori's “Preparation for Death”. 'Are you not sorry<br />
you are going to die, Gemma? ' she was sometimes asked by Cecilia Giannini. 'Oh, no,' she replied, ' I have<br />
no longer any attachment to anyone in this world.' When Cecilia knelt by the bedside, weeping, Gemma<br />
comforted her by saying: , Aunt, I know your character; you worry too much; you are upset at seeing me<br />
suffer so much. Go away, go away far from me. Yes, go away and do not worry so much about me. . ..' She<br />
had a good word for everyone, and was most grateful for any attention.<br />
One day Gemma overheard Cecilia Giannini encouraging the Sisters by reminding them <strong>of</strong> the recompense<br />
they would receive. On hearing this, Gemma's face lit up. 'No, no,' she said, 'leave that to me. I will think <strong>of</strong><br />
the Sisters when I am with Jesus.'<br />
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