On The Day, Therefore, When I Went

Some Of The Priests From The Seminary Were In The Nunnery Every Day And Night, And Often Several At A Time.

I Really Believed That The Priests Were Acquainted With My Thoughts; And Often Stood In Great Awe Of Them. They Often Told Me They Had Power To Strike Me Dead At Any Moment.

We Were Constantly Hearing It Repeated, That We Must Never Again Look Upon Ourselves As Our Own; But Must Remember, That We Were Solemnly And Irrevocably Devoted To God.

I Have Hardly Detained The Reader Long Enough On The Subject, To Give Him A Just Impression Of The Stress Laid On Confession. It Is One Of The Great Points To Which Our Attention Was Constantly Directed.

Others Too Would Occasionally Entertain And Privately Express Such Doubts; Though We All Had Been Most Solemnly Warned By The Cruel Murder Of Saint Francis.