Your souls are to be saved
by fighting for religion and the king. Saint Anne of Auray herself
appeared to me yesterday at half-past two o'clock; and she said to me
these very words which I now repeat to you: 'Are you a priest of
Marignay?' 'Yes, madame, ready to serve you.' 'I am Saint Anne of
Auray, aunt of God, after the manner of Brittany. I have come to bid
you warn the people of Marignay that they must not hope for salvation
if they do not take arms. You are to refuse them absolution for their
sins unless they serve God. Bless their guns, and those who gain
absolution will never miss the Blues, because their guns are
sanctified.' She disappeared, leaving an odor of incense behind her. I
marked the spot. It is under the oak of the Patte d'Oie; just where
that beautiful wooden Virgin was placed by the rector of Saint-James;
to whom the crippled mother of Pierre Leroi (otherwise called
Marche-a-Terre) came to pray, and was cured of all her pains, because
of her son's good deeds. You see her there in the midst of you, and
you know that she walks without assistance. It was a miracle--a miracle
intended, like the resurrection of Marie Lambrequin to prove to you
that God will never forsake the Breton cause so long as the people
fight for his servants and for the king. Therefore, my dear brothers,
if you wish to save your souls and show yourselves defenders of God
and the king, you will obey all the orders of the man whom God has
sent to us, and whom we call THE GARS.
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