Our Lady of Lourdes - Second Book - Part 9

ALTHOUGH M. Jacomet had been powerless against the simple, precise and uncontradictory answers of Bernadette, he had, nevertheless, gained a decided advantage at the close of this long struggle.  He had exceedingly terrified the father of the youthful Seer, and he knew that in that quarter, at least for the time, the odds were in his favor.

Francois Soubirous was a very good kind of a man, but by no means a hero.  Opposed to official authority, he was timid, as the lower classes and the poor usually are.  To such, the least embroilment with the law is, owing to their poverty, a terrible misfortune, and they feel themselves utterly powerless to cope with arbitrary power and persecution.  He believed, it is true, in the reality of the Apparition; but as he neither comprehended their nature nor measured their importance, and even felt a certain amount of terror in connection with these extraordinary events, he saw not great inconvenience in setting his face against Bernadette’s revisiting the Grotto.  He had perhaps some vague fear of displeasing the invisible Lady who was in the habit of manifesting herself to his child, but the fear of irritating a man of flesh and blood, of engaging in a struggle with so formidable a personage as the Commissary came nearer home to him and acted much more powerfully on his mind.

“You see that all these gentlemen of the place are against us,” he observed to Bernadette, “and if you return to the Grotto, M. Jacomet, who is master here, will put both of us in prison.  Do not go there any more.”

“Father,” said Bernadette, “when I go there, it is not altogether of myself.  At a certain moment there is something in me which calls me and attracts me to the place.”

“Be this as it may,” rejoined her Father, “I forbid you positively to go there again.  You will surely not disobey me for the first time in your life.”

The poor child, thus placed in a dilemma between the promise she had made to the Apparition and the express prohibition of her father’s authority replied:

“I will in that case do all in my power to prevent myself going there and to resist the attraction which summons me to the place.

So passed sadly away the evening of the same Sunday which had arisen in the blessed and glorious splendor of ecstacy.