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    "num": 14,
    "slug": "vol-1-13-chapter-xiii",
    "title": "Chapter  XIII.",
    "of": 51,
    "words": 951,
    "text": "## Chapter  XIII.\n\nHow  he  spent  the  Carnival  time. \n\nWhen  the  Carnival  was  close  at  hand,  on \nthe  evening  that  the  Alleluias  are  left  off,*  and \nthe  foolish  people  of  this  world  begin  to  abandon \nthemselves  to  merriment,  he  set  about  keeping \nin  his  heart  a  heavenly  carnival,  in  this  wise : — \nIn  the  first  place  he  considered  how  short-lived \nand  hurtful  the  pleasure  of  this  earthly  carnival \nis,  and  how  some  persons  with  a  momentary  joy \npurchase  for  themselves  long  suffering;  and  then \nhe  said  a  \"Miserere\"  to  the  adorable  God  for \nall  the  sins  and  the  dishonour  which  would  be \noffered  to  Him  at  this  time  of  dissipation.  This \ncarnival  he  called  the  peasants'  carnival,  as  be- \nfitting those  who  knew  nothing  better.  His \nother  carnival  consisted  in  a  contemplation  of \n\n*  The  eve  of  Septuagesima  Sunday,  when  the  Alleluias \nare  left  off  in  the  divine  office.  They  are  not  resumed  until \nEaster. \n\n\nTHE  CARNIVAL  TIME.  45 \n\nthat  which  is  the  prelude  of  eternity;  namely, \nhow  God  makes  merry  with  His  chosen  friends, \nwhile  still  clothed  in  this  mortal  body,  through \nthe  heavenly  consolations  which  He  gives  them ; \nand  he  recounted  with  praises  and  thanksgiving \nthose  which  he  had  himself  received,  and  he  was \nfull  of  joy  in  the  Almighty  God. \n\nAt  this  same  season  of  his  beginnings,  God \nonce  gave  him  a  spiritual  carnival,  and  it  was  in \nthis  wise.  It  was  the  carnival  time,  and  he  had \ngone  before  compline  into  a  warm  little  room  to \nwarm  himself,  for  he  was  miserably  cold  and \nhungry,  and  yet  this  did  not  cause  him  so  much \npain  as  the  thirst  from  which  he  suffered.  Now \nwhen  he  saw  them  eating  meat  there  and  drink- \ning good  wine,  while  he  was  hungry  and  thirsty, \nhe  was  so  affected  by  it  interiorly  that  he  soon \nwent  out  again  and  began  to  lament  himself, \nand  to  sigh  from  the  very  bottom  of  his  heart. \nThat  same  night  it  seemed  to  him  in  a  vision \nthat  he  was  in  an  infirmary,  and  that  outside \nthe  room  he  heard  some  one  singing  a  heavenly \nsong,  and  the  tones  rang  so  sweetly  that  no \nearthly  harp  ever  sent  forth  the  like ;  and  it  was \nas  if  a  little  schoolboy  of  twelve  years  old  was \nsinging  there  alone.  The  Servitor  forgot  all \nabout  the  body's  food  as  he  listened  to  the  sweet \n\n\n46  LIFE  OF  BLESSED  HENKY  SUSO. \n\nmelody,  and  he  exclaimed  with  longing  heart : \n— Ah  me !  what  is  it  that  is  singing  there  ? \nNever  on  earth  heard  I  tones  so  sweet.  A \nnoble-looking  youth,  who  stood  by,  answered \nhim  and  said : — Thou  shouldst  know  that  this \nBoy  who  sings  so  well  is  singing  for  thee,  and \nthat  thou  art  the  object  of  His  song.  The  Ser- \nvitor replied : — Alas !  God  help  me !  Ah,  hea- \nvenly youth,  bid  Him  sing  more.  The  Boy  sang \nagain,  so  that  it  resounded  high  in  the  air,  and \nlie  sang  about  three  heavenly  canticles  from  the \nbeginning  to  the  end.  When  the  song  was \n«nded  it  seemed  as  though  the  same  Boy  who \nsang  so  sweetly  came  through  the  air  to  the \nlittle  window  of  the  room,  and  presented  the \nyouth  with  a  pretty  basket  filled  with  red  fruit, \nlike  ripe  red  strawberries,  and  they  were  large \nin  size.  The  youth  took  the  basket  from  the \nBoy,  and  offered  it  joyfully  to  the  brother,  say- \ning:— Look,  comrade  and  brother!  this  red \nfruit  is  sent  thee  by  thy  friend  and  heavenly \nLord,  the  delightful  Boy,  the  Son  of  the  hea- \nvenly Father,  who  has  been  singing  to  thee. \nAh,  how  very  dear  thou  art  to  Him !  At  this \nthe  brother's  face  became  all  on  fire  and  red \nwith  joy,  and  he  received  the  basket  longingly, \nsaying : — Ah,  it  is  well  with  me.    This  is  indeed \n\n\nTHE  CARNIVAL  TIME.  47 \n\na  lovely  gift  for  me  from  the  delightful  heavenly \nBoy.  My  heart  and  soul  shall  ever  rejoice  in \nthis.  Then  he  said  to  the  youth  and  the  other \nheavenly  beings  who  were  there: — Ah,  dear \nfriends,  is  it  not  meet  that  I  should  be  enamoured \nof  this  heavenly  Boy,  who  is  so  full  of  graces  ? \nYes,  verily,  it  is  meet  that  I  should  be  enamoured \nof  Him,  and  whatever  I  shall  know  to  be  His \ndearest  will  that  I  will  always  do.  Then  turning \nto  the  aforenamed  youth,  he  said: — Tell  me, \ndear  youth,  am  I  not  right !  The  youth  smiled \nsweetly,  and  said : — Yes,  thou  art  right.  It  is \nmeet  for  thee  to  be  enamoured  of  Him ;  for  He \nhas  regarded  and  honoured  thee  more  than \nmany  other  men.  Therefore  love  Him  very \ndearly;  and  I  tell  thee  thou  must  also  suffer \nmore  than  many  other  men.  Wherefore  make \nthyself  ready  for  it.  The  Servitor  answered : — \nAh,  this  I  will  do  right  gladly ;  but,  I  pray  thee, \nhelp  me  to  see  Him  and  to  thank  Him  for  His \nbeautiful  gift.  The  youth  replied: — Go  then \nto  the  little  window  and  look  out.  The  Servitor \nopened  the  window,  and  there  he  saw  standing \nbefore  the  window  the  tenderest  and  loveliest \nlittle  boy  that  eye  has  ever  seen ;  and  when  he \ntried  to  force  himself  through  the  window  to \nget  at  Him,  the  boy  turned  lovingly  towards \n\n\n48  LIFE  OF  BLESSED  HENRY  SUSO. \n\nhim,  and  inclining  Himself  sweetly  to  him,  with \na  friendly  blessing,  vanished  from  his  sight. \nThus  the  vision  departed,  and  when  the  Servi- \ntor came  to  himself  again,  he  thanked  God  for \nthe  good  carnival  which  He  had  bestowed  upon \nhim.",
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