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Sezny starts out to build a chapel for 

 shelter, and runs the whole thing up in a 

 few hours. ... " For the stones came 

 unaided and placed themselves in their 

 proper places, like sheep when they enter 

 the fold at nightfall." Jean Pierre has 

 at times the poet's vision. His descrip- 

 tion of the fate of the rich farmer was 

 vivid, if less ethereal; but the story has 

 its climax some years later. St. Sezny 

 is standing alone on the moorlands, when 

 he hears the voice of God the Father 

 saying unto him : " Saint Sezny, 1 have 

 just made thee a saint. From this 

 moment thou belongest to the heavenly 

 host. Henceforth thou shalt be the 

 patron of women." 



*' Mon Seigneur," replies the Saint, trem- 

 bling, " if it is of Thy good pleasure to 

 hear the prayers of poor sinners, I would 

 entreat to be excused from so hard a task, 

 and allowed to be the patron of tailors or 

 shoemakers." 



*' Well, then," said the Almighty, '* since 

 thou art so delicate, I will advance thee a 

 grade : thou shalt be the patron of sick 

 dogs." " Oh, cest vrai /" Jean Pierre 



