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THE INDIAN ADVOCATE.
of the poor captives in their fiery dun
geon, and leads them triumphantly into
the celestial Jerusalem.
st. cecily's angel.
Like St. Cecily's, the Angel of Pur
gatory will put on the heads of the
liberated souls, golden crowns inter
laced with roses and lilies, culled in
the Garden of Paradise.
THE ANGEL OF PUHGATOR V.
if, according to' the testimony of
Holy-Writ and the Fathers, each na
tion, every church, each family have
their Guardian-Angel, can it be doubted
that Purgatory has its angel? He stnnds
by these poor afflicted souls, consoles
and encourages them in that ocean of
woe and tortures, until finally he breaks
those horrible chains. "I shall send
my angel," says .God Himself, "not
only that he may go before you on your
way and protect you, but that he may
lead you even into the place, which 1
have prepared for you."
Let us have a great devotion to this
angel, whose intercession can be so
precious to our dear departed.
THE ANGEL OF THE MISSIONS.
I see him hovering over the Mission,
whose special protector and guardian
he is. His two large wings, spread out
at full length, are whiter than those of
the dove, a refulgent halo encircles his
majestic brow, his beautiful eyes that
shine like two emeralds, plunge them
selves into the nzure light of the sky;
in his hands he holds a golden vessel
filled with the prayers, which St. Ben
net's sons and daughters send up day
and night to the throne of God for the
My eyes, ravished by the lovety aspect,
ave yet riveted on this bright and grand
defender of the Mission, when, lo!
another angel, clothed with celestial
beauty, appears before me; it is the
Angel of Purgatory. He presses a kiss
of love, such as he had received from
his Lord and King, on the amiable lips
of tho first one. They remain for a
moment motionless in the space, their
wings spread out and their eyes fixed
on high, as if 'to draw down upon us
and our dear ones the blessings of God.
Now the Angel of the Mission hands
the goldqn cup to the Angel of Purga
tory, who carries it directly up to the
happy abode of the Blessed. Heaven
opens its gates to let him enter, but
closes them immediately, because our
eyes do not deserve to penetrate into
the majesty and grandeur divine.
But this same angel appears to me
soon again, and this time he is accom
panied by others. All are followed by
a multitude of souls, brilliant and beau
tiful like the sun. These are those
souls that have just now been delivered
through our suffrages from tho fiery
dungeon. I see thorn drawing near and
surrounding the Angel of Purgatory.
How these happy souls vie with eacli
other to express their gratitude, in en
dearing terms to their liberator from
darkness and horror! Escorted by
angels, they now commence to sing
with them canticles of joy, hymns of
thanksgiving. Thus they make their
triumphant entry into heaven.
This enchanting and holy spectacle,
which we are not worthy to behold,
presents itself again and again to tl.ie
eyes of the Saints. '
The following touching event will
find here its proper place. Blessed
Veronica of Binasco saw in an ecstasy,
which she had on the feast of the as
sumption of the glorious Virgin, a mul
titude of souls, delivered by the merits
and prayers of this Mother of mercy,
go forth from Purgatory. They equalled
in number half of the inhabitants of
the city of Milan. Preceded by a radi
ant angel, they went forth from tho
place of sufferings. Each one of them
was accompanied by her Guardian
Angel, who presented her in heaven to
the throne of the Most High.