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We cannot resist quoting here several extracts from her correspondence. While letting us into her confidence<br />

with regard to the efforts <strong>of</strong> the Devil to injure her soul, they also reveal the sufferings she endured during<br />

this trial.'<br />

She wrote to her director :<br />

‘A new attack was made yesterday soon after I had been to confession. Listen, Father! The confessor said<br />

that he believed it was better to discontinue those small penances he had allowed me to practise for some<br />

time past. To tell the truth, I did not like doing this at all. But as the confessor had <strong>of</strong>ten told me that the thing<br />

that pleased Jesus most was obedience (and it seems that I am beginning to understand this a little) I<br />

assured him that I was content to do whatever he desired. If you knew how the confessor tires himself out<br />

trying to make me good, and in particular, obedient! But my head is made <strong>of</strong> wood, and my body, when there<br />

is question <strong>of</strong> obedience, how slothful it is! At any rate, when I arrived home after confession I took away<br />

everything and I was therefore very much at peace. However, it did not last long. As soon as I had a moment<br />

to myself, for it was the time <strong>of</strong> my prayer, I knelt down and began to say the Rosary <strong>of</strong> the Five Wounds <strong>of</strong><br />

Jesus. At the fourth Wound I saw before me a figure like Jesus, freshly scourged allover, with his heart laid<br />

open and bleeding. I finished the Rosary, and then I said in a loud voice:<br />

"Blessed be Jesus and Mary!" He did not answer me. I repeated it and he said: "Blessed, blessed," but he<br />

did not pronounce the names <strong>of</strong> Jesus and Mary. I understood who it was, and made the Sign <strong>of</strong> the Cross.<br />

He continued, however, to stay with heart open and bleeding, and he began by saying: " Is it thus, my child, .<br />

that You repay me? Look at me; see how much I have suffered for thee. And now You canst not give me the<br />

consolation <strong>of</strong> those penances. After all, they did not amount to much, and You canst very well continue them<br />

as before." "No, no," I replied, " I wish to obey; and if I do what You desire, I disobey."‘<br />

And so on this occasion also the astute enemy had to withdraw in confusion. For Jesus had come to her and<br />

had given her a sign by which she might know when the Devil was near and speaking to her. 'One morning<br />

after Holy Communion,' she herself wrote, ' it seemed to me that Jesus warned me that when I saw anything,<br />

I should immediately say those words (that is, Blessed be Jesus and Mary) ; if the words were repeated in<br />

return, it was from Jesus, if not, it was from the Devil.' Thus Jesus continued to comfort her. The only fear<br />

that troubled Gemma after these assaults and these apparitions was the fear <strong>of</strong> having <strong>of</strong>fended Jesus. She<br />

complained <strong>of</strong> this to Him. 'I allow these things to happen,' He answered, ' in order that all may know that you<br />

are weak and can sin; and then they will know your misery, and you will learn to be humble, truly humble.<br />

With all your defects, it only requires a little thing to make you proud ! ' 'But, my Jesus,' Gemma replied, 'at<br />

least grant that I may not <strong>of</strong>fend Thee again.' And Jesus then answered: 'Do not follow your own will, and you<br />

will be always safe.'<br />

The reader will pardon us if we linger a little longer on this subject <strong>of</strong> the diabolical assaults which were<br />

inflicted upon Gemma. She wrote to her confessor:<br />

‘Monsignor, the Devil has again attacked me Listen! Yesterday Aunt told me to draw a bucket <strong>of</strong> water. I drew<br />

the water, and filled the jugs. I then took the bucket to put it back in its place, and on my way I had to pass an<br />

image <strong>of</strong> the Heart <strong>of</strong> Jesus. On seeing that image my heart gave three or four violent jumps. I saluted Jesus<br />

with these words: " 0 my Jesus, hasten to grant me the grace to be united for ever with Thee. Make me so<br />

much Thine that we two can never be separated one from the other." Shortly after I had pronounced these<br />

words I received such a heavy blow on my left shoulder that I fell to the ground, but nothing was broken. I do<br />

not understand what all this means. But it hurt me very much.'<br />

There was another attack on the following day : , This time there were actually two. I was terrified. I was<br />

thinking <strong>of</strong> Jesus, but I was unable to call upon Him by word <strong>of</strong> mouth. The Blessed Virgin had said to me<br />

just before : "The attack is about to begin, and it will last until you have in your hands an image <strong>of</strong> Confrater<br />

Gabriel." This was true.'<br />

In her next letter to Monsignor Volpi, Gemma mentions another visitation:<br />

‘He said that when you decide to put me in a Convent he will not let me go, and that on the evening before,<br />

he will tear me to pieces with pincers. Then he beat me a little. With the help <strong>of</strong> holy water, and the<br />

intercession <strong>of</strong> St. Paul <strong>of</strong> the Cross I finally got rid <strong>of</strong> him. I began to pray a little and I was in the middle <strong>of</strong><br />

my meditation when he came again. I said to him then: "Go away, filthy beast! Do you not see that instead <strong>of</strong><br />

making me lose my soul you are helping me to save it?" He ran <strong>of</strong>f quickly very far away. I continued my<br />

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