he was attacked by the insidious Roman fever, and was obliged to go to the infirmary. On the feast of St. Lawrence, inflammation of the lungs set in, and his strength rapidly gave way.
He prepared most carefully for the reception of the last Sacraments. When the Rector came to give him Holy Communion, he rose from his couch, dressed in his habit, and threw himself on his knees.
Two lay brothers supported him. And as he knelt, he made the following act of faith: “I declare that there is here really present the Son of God the Father Almighty and of the most Blessed Mary, ever Virgin. I protest that I wish to live and die a true son of our Holy Mother, the Catholic Apostolic Roman Church, a true son of the Blessed Virgin Mary, a son of the Society”...
He then received Viaticum and Extreme Unction. At eight o'clock on Friday morning, August 13, 1621, with his eyes on his crucifix and with the holy names of Jesus and Mary on his lips, he went to his reward.
~bron~
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