on the Mountain of
19th of September, 1846.
the Shepherdess of La Salette
Imprimatur by Mgr. Bishop of Lecce.
Only the witness herself, Melanie, can,
along with Maximin, give an account of the apparition. After giving it by
word of mouth an incalculable number of times, she decided to write it all
down in 1878. It was published at Lecce on the 15th of November 1879 – with
the “Imprimatur” of Bishop Zola - and reprinted “ne varietur” at Lyon in
1904, a few months before Melanie's death. This slim booklet is now a
rarity. The text is followed exactly here.
on the Mountain of
19th of September, 1846.
the Shepherdess of La Salette
Imprimatur by Mgr. Bishop of Lecce.
you will pass this
on to all of my people.”
Simple reproduction without commentary or
of the original edition of Lecce in 1879.
The original text of the Message and
Secret of La Salette, approved by the Catholic Church, are published here in
their entirety for the first time in the English Language.
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on the Mountain of
19th of September, 1846
On the 18th of September (1846), the eve of
the Holy Apparition of the Holy Virgin, I was alone, as usual, watching
over my Master's cows. Around eleven o'clock in the morning, I saw a small
boy walking towards me. I was frightened at this, for it seemed to me that
everyone ought to know that I avoided all kinds of company. This boy came up
to me and said:
“Little girl, I’m coming with you, I'm from
Corps too”. At these words, the natural evil in me soon showed itself, and
taking a few steps back, I told him: “I don't want anybody around. I want to
be alone.” But the boy followed me, saying: “Go on, let me stay with you. My
Master told me to come and watch over my cows together with yours. I'm from
I walked away from him, gesturing to
him that I didn't want anybody around, and when I was some distance away, I
sat down on the grass. There, I used to talk with the little flowers of the
A moment later, I looked behind me,
and there I found Maximin sitting close to me. Straightway he says to me:
“Keep me with you. I'll be very good.”
But the natural evil in me will not
hear reason. I jump to my feet, and run a little farther off without saying
a word and again I start playing with the little flowers of the Good Lord.
In an instant, Maximin was there again, telling me he would be very good,
that he wouldn't talk, that he would get bored all by himself, and that his
Master had sent him to be with me, etc. This time, I took pity, I gestured
to him to sit down, and I kept on playing with the little flowers of the
It wasn't long before Maximin broke
the silence by bursting into laughter (I think he was making fun of me). I
look at him and he says to me: “Let's have some fun, let's make up a game”.
I said nothing in reply, for I was so ignorant I didn't understand what
games with other people were, always having been alone. I played with the
flowers, on my own, and Maximin came right up close to me, doing nothing but
laughing, telling me the flowers didn’t have ears to listen to me and that
we should play together instead. But I had no liking for the game he told
me to play. I started talking to him, however, and he told me that the ten
days he was to spend with his Master would soon be over and then he would go
home to his father in Corps etc...
While he was talking, I heard the
bell of La Salette, it was the Angelus. I gestured to Maximin to lift his
soul up to God. He took off his hat and was silent for a moment. Then I
said: “Do you want to have dinner?” “Yes, he replied, let's eat.” We sat
down and I brought out of my bag the provisions my Master had given me. As
was my habit, before breaking into my little round loaf, I made a cross with
the point of my knife on the bread, and a little hole in the middle, saying:
“If the devil's in there, may he leave, and if the Good Lord is in there,
may he stay!” and I rapidly covered up the little hole. Maximin burst into
laughter and kicked the loaf out of my hands. It rolled down the
mountainside and was lost from sight. I had another piece of bread which we
shared. Afterwards, we played a game. Then, realizing that Maximin must
still be hungry, I pointed out a place on the mountainside covered with all
kinds of berries. I urged him to go and eat some and he went straight away.
He ate a few berries and brought back his hat full of them. In the evening
we walked back down the mountain together and promised to come back the next
day and watch over our cows together.
The next day, the 19th of
September, I met Maximin on the way up. We climbed up the mountain side
together. I discovered that Maximin was a very good, simple boy, and would
willingly talk about what I wanted to talk about. He was also very flexible
and had no fixed opinions. He was just a little curious, for, when I walked
away from him, as soon as he saw I had stopped, he would run over to me to
see what I was doing and hear what I was saying to the flowers of the Good
Lord. And if he arrived too late, he would ask me what I had said.
Maximin told me to teach him a
game. It was already late morning. I told him to gather some flowers for
the “Paradise”. We set to work together. Soon we had a number of flowers of
various colours. I could hear the village Angelus ringing, for the weather
was fine and there wasn't a cloud in the sky. Having told the Good Lord what
we had learned, I said to Maximin that we ought to drive our cows on to a
small plateau near the gully, where there would be stones to build the
“Paradise”. We drove our cows to the selected spot and then had a small
meal. Then we started collecting stones to build our little house, which
comprised of a so-called ground floor which was where we were to live, and
then a story above which was to be, as we called it, “Paradise.”
This story was decorated all over
with different-colored flowers, with garlands hanging from flower stalks.
This “Paradise” was covered by a single large stone which we had strewn with
flowers. We had also hung garlands all the way round. When we had finished,
we sat and looked at the “Paradise”. We began to feel sleepy and having
moved a couple of feet away, we went to sleep on the grass.
When I woke up I couldn't see the
cows, so I called Maximin and climbed up the little mound. From there I
could see our cows grazing peacefully and I was on my way down, with Maximin
on his way up, when all at once I saw a beautiful light shining more
brightly than the sun.
“Maximin, do you see what is over
there? Oh! My God!” At the same moment, I dropped the stick I was holding.
Something inconceivably fantastic passed through me in that moment and I
felt myself being drawn. I felt a great respect, full of love, and my heart
I kept my eyes firmly fixed on this
light, which was static, and as if it had opened up, I caught sight of
another, much more brilliant light which was moving, and in this light I saw
a most beautiful lady sitting on top of our Paradise, with her head in her
This beautiful Lady stood up; she
coolly crossed her arms while watching us, and said to us:
“Come, my children, fear not, I am
here to PROCLAIM GREAT NEWS TO YOU.”
These soft and sweet words made me fly to
her, and my heart desired to attach itself to her forever.
When I was up close to the Beautiful Lady,
in front of her to her right, she began to speak and from her beautiful eyes
tears also started to flow.
“If my people do not wish to submit
themselves, I am forced to let go of the hand of my Son. It is so heavy and
weighs me down so much I can no longer keep hold of it.
“I have suffered all of the time
for the rest of you! If I do not wish my Son to abandon you, I must take it
upon myself to pray for this continually. And the rest of you think little
of this. In vain you will pray, in vain you will act, and you will never be
able to make up for the trouble I have taken over for the rest of you.
“I gave you six days to work; I
kept the seventh for myself, and no one wishes to grant it to me. This is
what weighs down the arm of my Son so much.
“Those who drive carts cannot speak
without putting the name of my Son in the middle.
“These are the two things which
weigh down the arm of my Son so much. If the harvest is spoiled, it is only
because of the rest of you. I made you see this last year with the potatoes;
you took little account of this. It was quite the opposite when you found
bad potatoes, you swore oaths, and you included the name of my Son. They
will continue to go bad, at Christmas there will be none left.”
At this point, I was trying to
interpret the word “potatoes” (pommes de terre): I thought I understood it
to be “apples” (pommes) 1. The Beautiful and Good Lady, reading my thoughts,
“You do not understand, my
children. I will tell it to you another way.
“If the harvest is spoiled, it does
not seem to affect you. I made you see this last year with the potatoes. You
took little account of this. It was quite the opposite when you found bad
potatoes, you swore oaths, and you included the name of my Son. They will
continue to go bad and at Christmas, there will be none left.
“If you have corn, you must not sow
it. The beasts will eat all that you sow. And all that grows will fall to
dust when you thresh it. A great famine will come. Before the famine comes,
children under the age of seven will begin to tremble and will die in the
arms of those who hold them. The others will do penance through hunger. The
nuts will go bad, the grapes will become rotten.”
At this point, the Beautiful Lady,
who was entrancing me, for a moment did not make herself heard. I could see,
however, that she was continuing, as if speaking, to move graciously her
kindly lips. At this moment, Maximin was receiving his secret. Then,
turning to me, the Most Holy Virgin spoke to me and gave me a secret in
French. Here is this secret in its entirety as she gave it to me.
“Melanie, what I am about to tell
you now will not always be a secret. You may make it public in 1858.
“The priests, ministers of my Son,
the priests, by their wicked lives, by their irreverence and their impiety
in the celebration of the holy mysteries, by their love of money, their love
of honors and pleasures, and the priests have become cesspools of impurity.
Yes, the priests are asking vengeance, and vengeance is hanging over their
heads. Woe to the priests and to those dedicated to God who by their
unfaithfulness and their wicked lives are crucifying my Son again! The sins
of those dedicated to God cry out towards Heaven and call for vengeance, and
now vengeance is at their door, for there is no one left to beg mercy and
forgiveness for the people. There are no more generous souls; there is no
one left worthy of offering a stainless sacrifice to the Eternal for the
sake of the world.
“God will strike in an
“Woe to the inhabitants of the
earth! God will exhaust His wrath upon them and no one will be able to
escape so many afflictions together.
“The chiefs, the leaders of the
people of God have neglected prayer and penance, and the devil has bedimmed
their intelligence. They have become wandering stars which the old devil
will drag along with his tail to make them perish. God will allow the old
serpent to cause divisions among those who reign in every society and in
every family. Physical and moral agonies will be suffered. God will abandon
mankind to itself and will send punishments which will follow one after the
other for more than thirty-five years.
“The Society of men is on the eve
of the most terrible scourges and of gravest events. Mankind must expect to
be ruled with an iron rod and to drink from the chalice of the wrath of God.
“May the curate of my Son, Pope
Pius IX never leave Rome again after 1859; may he, however, be steadfast and
noble, may he fight with the weapons of faith and love. I will be at his
side. May he be on his guard against Napoleon: he is two-faced, and when he
wishes to make himself Pope as well as Emperor, God will soon draw back from
him. He is the master-mind who, always wanting to ascend further, will fall
on the sword he wished to use to force his people to be raised up.
“Italy will be punished for her
ambition in wanting to shake off the yoke of the Lord of Lords. And so she
will be left to fight a war; blood will flow on all sides. Churches will be
locked up or desecrated. Priests and religious orders will be hunted down,
and made to die a cruel death. Several will abandon the faith, and a great
number of priests and members of religious orders will break away from the
true religion; among these people there will even be bishops.
“May the Pope guard against the
performers of miracles. For the time has come when the most astonishing
wonders will take place on the earth and in the air.
“In the year 1864, Lucifer together
with a large number of demons will be unloosed from hell; they will put an
end to faith little by little, even in those dedicated to God. They will
blind them in such a way, that, unless they are blessed with a special
grace, these people will take on the spirit of these angels of hell; several
religious institutions will lose all faith and will lose many souls.
“Evil books will be abundant on
earth and the sprits of darkness will spread everywhere a universal
slackening of all that concerns the service of God. They will have great
power over Nature: there will be churches built to serve these spirits.
People will be transported from one place to another by these evil spirits,
even priests, for they will not have been guided by the good spirit of the
Gospel which is a spirit of humility, charity and zeal for the glory of God.
On occasions, the dead and the righteous will be brought back to life. (That
is to say that these dead will take on the form of righteous souls which had
lived on earth, in order to lead men further astray; these so-called
resurrected dead, who will be nothing but the devil in this form, will
preach another Gospel contrary to that of the true Christ Jesus, denying the
existence of Heaven; that is also to say, the souls of the damned. All these
souls will appear as if fixed to their bodies).2
“Everywhere there will be extraordinary
wonders, as true faith has faded and false light brightens the people. Woe
to the Princes of the Church who think only of piling riches upon riches to
protect their authority and dominate with pride.
“The Vicar of my Son will suffer a
great deal, because for a while the Church will yield to large persecution,
a time of darkness and the Church will witness a frightful crisis.
“The true faith to the Lord having
been forgotten, each individual will want to be on his own and be superior
to people of same identity, they will abolish civil rights as well as
ecclesiastical, all order and all justice would be trampled underfoot and
only homicides, hate, jealousy, lies and dissension would be seen without
love for country or family.
“The Holy Father will suffer a
great deal. I will be with him until the end and receive his sacrifice.
“The mischievous would attempt his
life several times to do harm and shorten his days but neither him nor his
successor will see the triumph of the Church of God.
“All the civil governments will
have one and the same plan, which will be to abolish and do away with every
religious principal to make way for materialism, atheism, spiritualism and
vice of all kinds.
“In the year 1865, there will be
desecration of holy places. In convents, the flowers of the Church will
decompose and the devil will make himself like the King of all hearts. May
those in charge of religious communities be on their guard against the
people they must receive, for the devil will resort to all his evil tricks
to introduce sinners into religious orders, for disorder and the love of
carnal pleasures will be spread all over the earth.
“France, Italy, Spain, and England
will be at war. Blood will flow in the streets. Frenchman will fight
Frenchman, Italian will fight Italian. A general war will follow which will
be appalling. For a time, God will cease to remember France and Italy
because the Gospel of Jesus Christ has been forgotten. The wicked will make
use of all their evil ways. Men will kill each other; massacre each other
even in their homes.
“At the first blow of His
thundering sword, the mountains and all Nature will tremble in terror, for
the disorders and crimes of men have pierced the vault of the heavens.
Paris will burn and Marseilles will be engulfed. Several cities will be
shaken down and swallowed up by earthquakes. People will believe that all is
lost. Nothing will be seen but murder, nothing will be heard but the clash
of arms and blasphemy.
“The righteous will suffer greatly.
Their prayers, their penances and their tears will rise up to Heaven and all
of God’s people will beg for forgiveness and mercy and will plead for my
help and intercession. And then Jesus Christ, in an act of His justice and
His great mercy will command His Angels to have all His enemies put to
death. Suddenly, the persecutors of the Church of Jesus Christ and all
those given over to sin will perish and the earth will become desert-like.
And then peace will be made, and man will be reconciled with God. Jesus
Christ will be served, worshipped and glorified. Charity will flourish
everywhere. The new kings will be the right arm of the holy Church, which
will be strong, humble, and pious in Its poor but fervent imitation of the
virtues of Jesus Christ. The Gospel will be preached everywhere and mankind
will make great progress in its faith, for there will be unity among the
workers of Jesus Christ and man will live in fear of God.
“This peace among men will be
short-lived. Twenty-five years of plentiful harvests will make them forget
that the sins of men are the cause of all the troubles on this earth.
“A forerunner of the Antichrist,
with his troops gathered from several nations, will fight against the true
Christ, the only Saviour of the world. He will shed much blood and will want
to annihilate the worship of God to make himself be looked upon as a God.
“The earth will be struck by
calamities of all kinds (in addition to plague and famine which will be
wide-spread). There will be a series of wars until the last war, which will
then be fought by the ten Kings of the Antichrist, all of whom will have one
and the same plan and will be the only rulers of the world. Before this
comes to pass, there will be a kind of false peace in the world. People will
think of nothing but amusement. The wicked will give themselves over to all
kinds of sin. But the children of the holy Church, the children of my faith,
my true followers, they will grow in their love for God and in all the
virtues most precious to me. Blessed are the souls humbly guided by the
Holy Spirit! I shall fight at their side until they reach a fullness of
“Nature is asking for vengeance
because of man, and she trembles with dread at what must happen to the earth
stained with crime. Tremble, earth, and you who proclaim yourselves as
serving Jesus Christ and who, on the inside, only adore yourselves, tremble,
for God will hand you over to His enemy, because the holy places are in a
state of corruption. Many convents are no longer houses of God, but the
grazing-grounds of Asmodeas and his like. It will be during this time that
the Antichrist will be born of a Hebrew nun, a false virgin who will
communicate with the old serpent, the master of impurity, his father will be
B. At birth, he will spew out blasphemy; he will have teeth, in a word; he
will be the devil incarnate. He will scream horribly, he will perform
wonders; he will feed on nothing but impurity. He will have brothers who,
although not devils incarnate like him, will be children of evil. At the age
of twelve, they will draw attention upon themselves by the gallant victories
they will have won; soon they will each lead armies, aided by the legions of
“The seasons will be altered, the
earth will produce nothing but bad fruit, the stars will lose their regular
motion, and the moon will only reflect a faint reddish glow. Water and fire
will give the earth's globe convulsions and terrible earthquakes which will
swallow up mountains, cities, etc...
“Rome will lose the faith and
become the seat of the Antichrist.
“The demons of the air together
with the Antichrist will perform great wonders on earth and in the
atmosphere, and men will become more and more perverted. God will take care
of His faithful servants and men of good will. The Gospel will be preached
everywhere, and all peoples of all nations will get to know the truth.
“I make an urgent appeal to the
earth. I call on the true disciples of the living God who reigns in Heaven;
I call on the true followers of Christ made man, the only true Saviour of
men; I call on my children, the true faithful, those who have given
themselves to me so that I may lead them to my divine Son, those whom I
carry in my arms, so to speak, those who have lived on my spirit. Finally, I
call on the Apostles of the Last Days, the faithful disciples of Jesus
Christ who have lived in scorn for the world and for themselves, in poverty
and in humility, in scorn and in silence, in prayer and in mortification, in
chastity and in union with God, in suffering and unknown to the world. It
is time they came out and filled the world with light. Go and reveal
yourselves to be my cherished children. I am at your side and within you,
provided that your faith is the light which shines upon you in these unhappy
days. May your zeal make you famished for the glory and the honour of Jesus
Christ. Fight, children of light, you, the few who can see. For now is the
time of all times, the end of all ends.
“The Church will be in eclipse, the
world will be in dismay. But now Enoch and Eli will come, filled with the
Spirit of God. They will preach with the might of God, and men of good will
will believe in God, and many souls will be comforted. They will make great
steps forward through the virtue of the Holy Spirit and will condemn the
devilish lapses of the Antichrist. Woe to the inhabitants of the earth!
There will be bloody wars and famines, plagues and infectious diseases. It
will rain with a fearful hail of animals. There will be thunderstorms which
will shake cities, earthquakes which will swallow up countries. Voices will
be heard in the air. Men will beat their heads against walls, call for
their death, and on another side death will be their torment. Blood will
flow on all sides. Who will be the victor if God does not shorten the
length of the test? All the blood, the tears and prayers of the righteous,
God will relent. Enoch and Eli will be put to death. Pagan Rome will
disappear. The fire of Heaven will fall and consume three cities. All the
universe will be struck with terror and many will let themselves be lead
astray because they have not worshipped the true Christ who lives among
them. It is time; the sun is darkening; only faith will survive.
“Now is the time; the abyss is
opening. Here is the King of Kings of darkness; here is the Beast with his
subjects, calling himself the Saviour of the world. He will rise proudly
into the air to go to Heaven. He will be smothered by the breath of the
Archangel Saint Michael. He will fall, and the earth, which will have been
in a continuous series of evolutions for three days, will open up its fiery
bowels; and he will have plunged for all eternity with all his followers
into the everlasting chasms of hell. And then water and fire will purge the
earth and consume all the works of men's pride and all will be renewed. God
will be served and glorified.”
Then the Holy Virgin gave me, also
in French, THE RULE OF A NEW RELIGIOUS ORDER. When She had given me the Rule
of this new religious Order, the Holy Virgin continued the speech in the
same manner 3:
“If they convert, the stones and
rocks will change into wheat, and potatoes will be found sown in the earth.
Do you say your prayers properly, my children?”
We both replied: “Oh! no, Madame,
not so much.”
“Oh! my children, you must say them
morning and evening. When you can do no more, say a Pater and an Ave Maria;
and when you have the time to do better, you will say more.
“Only a few old women go to Mass;
in the summer, the rest work all day Sunday and in the winter, when they are
at a loose end, they only go to Mass to make fun of religion. During Lent,
they go to the butcher's like hungry dogs.
“Have you ever seen any spoilt
wheat, my children?”
We both answered: “Oh no, Madame.”
The Holy Virgin turned to Maximin, saying:
“But you, my child, you must have
seen some once near le ‘Coin’, with your father. The farmer said to your
father: ‘Come and see how my wheat's gone bad!’ You went to see. Your father
took two or three ears in his hand, rubbed them, and they fell to dust.
Then, on your way back, when you were no more than half an hour away from
Corps, your father gave you a piece of bread, and said: ‘Take it, eat it
while you can, my son, for I don't know who will be eating anything next
year if the wheat is spoiled like that!’”
Maximin replied: “It's quite true,
Madame, I didn't remember.”
The Most Holy Virgin brought her
speech to an end in French.
SO, MY CHILDREN, YOU WILL PASS THIS ON TO ALL MY PEOPLE”
The most beautiful Lady crossed the
stream, and after two more steps, without turning back towards us, who were
following Her (for we were drawn to her by her brilliance and even more by
her kindness which elated me, which seemed to melt my heart), she repeated
SO, MY CHILDREN, YOU WILL PASS THIS ON TO ALL MY PEOPLE”
Then, She walked on up to the place
where I had gone to see our cows. Her feet touched nothing but the tips of
the grass and without bending them. Once on the top of the little mound, the
beautiful Lady stopped, and I hurried to stand in front of Her to look at
Her so, so closely, and try and see which path she was most inclined to
take. For it was all over for me. I had forgotten both my cows and the
masters I worked for. I had linked myself forever and unconditionally to my
Lady. Yes, I wanted never, never to leave Her. I followed Her with no other
motive and fully disposed to serve Her for the rest of my life.
In the presence of my Lady, I felt
I had forgotten paradise. I thought of nothing more but to serve Her in
every way possible; and I felt I could have done everything she could have
asked me to do, for it seemed to me that She had a great deal of power. She
looked at me with a tender kindness which drew me to Her. I could have
thrown myself into Her arms with my eyes closed. She did not give me the
time to do so. She rose imperceptibly from the ground to a height of around
four feet or more; and, hanging thus in the air for a split second, my
beautiful Lady looked up to Heaven, then down on the earth to her right and
then her left 4, then She looked at me with Her eyes so soft, so kind and so
good that I felt She was drawing me inside Her, and my heart seemed to open
up to Hers.
And as my heart melted away,
sweetly gladdened, the beautiful face of my good Lady disappeared little by
little. It seemed to me that the light in motion was growing stronger, or
rather condensing around the Most Holy Virgin, to prevent me from seeing her
And thus light took the place of
the parts of Her body which were disappearing in front of my eyes; or rather
it seemed to me that the body of my Lady was melting into light. Thus the
sphere of light rose gently towards the right. I cannot say whether the
volume of light decreased as She rose, or whether the growing distance made
me see less and less light as She rose. What I do know, is that I was a long
time with my head raised up, staring at the light, even after the light,
which kept getting further away and decreasing in volume, had finally
disappeared. I take my eyes from the firmament, I look around me.
I see Maximin looking at me, and I say to him:
“Maxi, that must have been my father’s Good
Lord, or the Holy Virgin, or some other great saint” 5.
And Maximin throws his arms into the air and says: “Oh! If only I'd known!”
The evening of the 19th of
September, we went back down a little earlier than usual. When I arrived at
my master’s farm, I was busy tying up my cows and tidying up in the stable,
and had not yet finished when my mistress came up to me in tears and said:
“Why, my child, why didn't you come
and tell me what happened on the mountain?”
Maximin, not having found his
masters who were still at work, had come over to mine and recounted
everything he had seen and heard. I replied:
“I did want to tell you, but I
wanted to get my work finished first.” A moment later, I walked over to the
house and my mistress said to me:
“Tell me what you have seen. De
Bruite, the shepherd (that was the nick name of Pierre Selme, Maximin's
master), has told me everything.”
I began, and towards the middle of
the account, my master arrived back from the fields. My mistress, who was in
tears at hearing the complaints and threats of our sweet Mother, said: “Ah!
You were going to harvest the wheat tomorrow (Sunday). Take great care.
Come and hear what happened today to this child and Pierre Selme's
shepherd-boy.” And turning to me, she said:
“Repeat everything you have said.”
I started again, and when I had
finished, my master said:
“It was the Holy Virgin or else a
great saint, who has come on behalf of the Good Lord, but it’s as if the
Good Lord had come Himself. We must do what this Saint said. How are you
going to manage to tell that to all Her people?”
“You tell me how I must go about
it, and I will do it.” Then, looking at his mother, wife, and brother, he
“I'll have to think about that”.
Then everyone went back to their business.
After supper, Maximin and his
masters came over to see my masters and to recount what Maximin had told
them, and decide what was to be done.
“For”, they said, “it seems to us
that it was the Holy Virgin sent by the Good Lord. The words which She
spoke convince us of this. And she told them to pass it on to all of Her
people. Perhaps these children will have to travel the world over to make it
known that everyone must observe the commandments of the Good Lord, lest
great misfortunes come upon us.”
After a moment's silence, my master
said to Maximin and me:
“Do you know what you must do, my
children? Tomorrow, you must get up early and both of you go and see the
priest and tell him everything you have seen and heard. Tell him carefully
how it all happened. He will tell you what you have to do.”
The 20th of September, the day
after the Apparition, I left early in the morning with Maximin. When we
reached the presbytery, I knocked at the door. The priest's housekeeper came
and opened the door and asked us what we wanted. I said to her (in French,
and I, who had never spoken French),
“We would like to speak to Father
“And what have you got to say to
him?” she asked.
“We wish to tell him, Miss, that
yesterday we went up to watch over our cows on Baisses Mountain and after
dinner, etc...etc.” We recounted a good piece of the Most Holy Virgin’s
words. Then the church-bell rang: it was the final call for Mass. Father
Perrin, the parish priest of La Salette, who had heard us, flung open his
door; he was in tears and was beating his chest. He said to us:
“My children, we are lost, God will
punish us. Oh! Good Lord! It was the Holy Virgin who appeared to you!” And
he left to say Holy Mass. We looked at each other, Maximin, the
housekeeper, and I. Then Maximin said to me:
“Me, I’m off home to my father in
Corps”, and we parted company.
As my masters had not told me to
return to work immediately after speaking to Father Perrin, I saw no harm in
going to Mass. And so I was in church. Mass begins and after the first
reading from the Gospel, Father Perrin turns to the congregation and tries
to recount to his parishioners, the story of the Apparition which had just
taken place, the day before, on one of their mountains, and he urges them to
stop working on Sundays. His voice was broken with sobs, and all the
congregation was greatly moved. After Holy Mass, I went back to my masters
to work. Mr. Peytard, who still today is the mayor of La Salette 6 came to
question me on the Apparition, and when he had made sure that I was speaking
the truth, he went away convinced.
I stayed on in the service of my
masters until All Saint's Day. Then I was boarded with the nuns of
Providence, in my home town of Corps.
The Most Holy Virgin was tall and
well-proportioned. She seemed so light that a mere breath could have
stirred Her, yet She was motionless and perfectly balanced. Her face was
majestic, imposing, but not imposing in the manner of the Lords here below.
She compelled a respectful fear. At the same time as Her Majesty compelled
respect mingled with love, She drew me to Her. Her gaze was soft and
penetrating. Her eyes seemed to speak to mine, but the conversation came
out of a deep and vivid feeling of love for this ravishing beauty who was
liquefying me. The softness of Her gaze, Her air of incomprehensible
goodness made me understand and feel that she was drawing me to Her and
wanted to give Herself. It was an expression of love which cannot be
expressed with the tongue of the flesh, nor with the letters of the
The clothing of the Most Holy
Virgin was silver white and quite brilliant. It was quite intangible. It
was made up of light and glory, sparkling and dazzling. There is no
expression nor comparison to be found on earth.
The Holy Virgin was all beauty and
all love; the sight of Her overwhelmed me. In her finery as in Her person,
everything radiated the majesty, the splendour, the magnificence of a Queen
beyond compare. She seemed as white, immaculate, crystallized, dazzling,
heavenly, fresh and new as a Virgin. The word LOVE seemed to slip from Her
pure and silvery lips. She appeared to me like a good Mother, full of
kindness, amiability, of love for us, of compassion and mercy.
The crown of roses which She had
placed on Her head was so beautiful, so brilliant, that it defies
imagination. The different coloured roses were not of this earth; it was a
joining together of flowers which crowned the head of the Most Holy Virgin.
But the roses kept changing and replacing each other, and then, from the
heart of each rose, there shone a beautiful entrancing light, which gave the
roses a shimmering beauty. From the crown of roses there seemed to arise
golden branches and a number of little flowers mingled with the shining
ones. The whole thing formed a most beautiful diadem, which alone shone
brighter than our earth's sun.
The Holy Virgin had a most pretty
cross hanging round Her neck. This cross seemed golden, (I say golden rather
than gold-plated, for I have sometimes seen objects which were golden with
varying shades of gold, which had a much more beautiful effect on my eyes
than simple gold-plate). On this shining, beautiful cross, there was a
Christ; it was Our Lord on the Cross. Near both ends of the cross there was
a hammer, and at the other end, a pair of tongs. The Christ was
skin-colored, but He shone dazzlingly; and the light shone forth from His
holy body seemed like brightly shining darts which pierced my heart with the
desire to melt inside Him. At times, the Christ appeared to be dead. His
head was bent forward and His body seemed to give way, as if about to fall,
had He not been held back by the nails which held him to the Cross.
I felt a deep compassion and would
have liked to tell His unknown love to the whole world, and to let seep into
mortal souls the most heartfelt love and gratitude towards a God who had no
need whatsoever of us to be everything He is, was and always will be. And
yet, O love that men cannot understand, He made Himself man, and wanted to
die, yes, die, so as to better inscribe in our souls and in our memory, the
passionate love He has for us! Oh, how wretched am I to find myself so poor
in my expression of the love of our good Saviour for us! But, in another
way, how happy we are to be able to feel more deeply that which we cannot
At other times, the Christ appeared
to be alive. His head was erect, His eyes open, and He seemed to be on the
cross of His own accord. At times too, He appeared to speak: He seemed to
show that He was on the cross for our sake, out of love for us, to draw us
to His love, and that He always has more love to give us, that His love in
the beginning and in the year 33 is always that of today and will be for
The Holy Virgin was crying nearly
the whole time she was speaking to me. Her tears flowed gently, one by one,
down to her knees, then, like sparks of light, they disappeared. They were
glittering and full of love. I would have liked to comfort Her and stop Her
tears. But it seemed to me that She needed the tears to show better Her love
forgotten by men. I would have liked to throw myself into Her arms and say
“My kind Mother, do not cry! I want
to love you for all men on earth.” But she seemed to be saying to me:
“There are so many who know me
I was in between life and death,
and on one side, I saw so much desire by this Mother to be loved, and on
another side, so much cold and indifference... Oh! My Mother, most beautiful
and lovable Mother, my love, heart of my heart!
The tears of our sweet Mother, far
from lessening her air of majesty, of a Queen and a Mistress, seemed, on the
contrary, to embellish Her, to make Her more beautiful, more powerful, more
filled with love, more maternal, more ravishing, and I could have wiped away
Her tears which made my heart leap with compassion and love. To see a mother
cry, and such a Mother, without doing everything possible to comfort her and
change her grief to joy, is that possible? Oh! Mother, who is more than
good; you have been formed with all the prerogatives God is able to make;
you have married the power of God, so to speak; you are good, and more, you
are good with the goodness of God Himself. God has extended Himself by
making you His terrestrial and celestial masterpiece.
The Most Holy Virgin had a yellow
pinafore. What am I saying, yellow? She had a pinafore more brilliant than
several suns put together. It was not a tangible material; it was composed
of glory, and this glory was scintillating, and ravishingly beautiful.
Everything in the Holy Virgin carried me firmly and made me kind of slide
into the adoration and love of my Jesus in every state of His mortal life.
The Most Holy Virgin had two
chains, one a little wider than the other. From the narrower one, hung the
cross which I mentioned earlier. These chains (since they must be given the
name of chains) were like rays of brightly shining glory, sparkling and
dazzling. Her shoes (since they must be called shoes) were white, but a
silvery brilliant white. There were roses around them. These roses were
dazzlingly beautiful, and from the heart of each rose there shone forth a
flame of very beautiful and pleasing light. On Her shoes there was a buckle
of gold, not the gold of this earth, but rather the gold of paradise.
The sight of the Holy Virgin was
itself a perfect paradise. She had everything needed to satisfy, for earth
had been forgotten. The Holy Virgin was surrounded by two lights. The first
light, the nearer to the Most Holy Virgin, reached as far as us. It shone
most beautifully and scintillatingly.
The second light shone out a little
around the Beautiful Lady and we found ourselves bathed in it. It was
motionless (that is to say it wasn't scintillating) but much more brilliant
than our poor sun on earth. All this light did not harm nor tire the eyes in
In addition to all these lights,
all this splendour, there shone forth concentrations or beams of light and
single rays of light from the body of the Holy Virgin, from her clothes and
from all over Her.
The voice of the Beautiful Lady was
soft. It was enchanting, ravishing, warming to the heart. It satisfied,
flattered every obstacle, it soothed and softened. It seemed to me I could
never stop eating up Her beautiful voice and my heart seemed to dance or
want to go towards Her and melt inside Her.
The eyes of the most Holy Virgin,
our Sweet Mother, cannot be described in human language. To speak of them,
you would need a seraph, you would need more than that, you would need the
language of God Himself, of the God who formed the immaculate Virgin, the
masterpiece of His omnipotence. The eyes of the majestic Mary appeared
thousands of times more beautiful than the rarest brilliants, diamonds and
precious stones. They shone like two suns; they were soft, softness itself,
as clear as a mirror. In her eyes, you could see paradise. They drew you to
Her, She seemed to want to draw and give Herself.
The more I looked, the more I
wanted to see; the more I saw, the more I loved Her and I loved Her with all
The eyes of the beautiful
Immaculate One were like the door to God's Kingdom, from which you could see
all that can elate the soul. When my eyes met those of the Mother of God and
of myself, I felt inside me a happy revolution of love and a declaration
that I love Her and am melting with love. As we looked at each other, our
eyes spoke to each other in their fashion, and I loved Her so much I could
have kissed Her in the middle of Her eyes, which touched my soul and seemed
to draw it towards them and make it melt into Hers. Her eyes set up a sweet
trembling in all my being; and I was afraid to make the slightest movement
which might cause her the smallest displeasure.
Just the sight of the eyes of the
purest of Virgins would have been enough to make the Heaven of a blessed
creature, enough to fill the soul with the will of the Most High amid the
events which occurs in the course of mortal life, enough to make the soul
perform continual acts of praise, of thanksgiving, of atonement and
expiation. Just this sight focuses the soul on God, and makes it like a
living-death, looking upon all the things of this earth, even the things
which seem the most serious, as nothing but children's playthings. The soul
would want to hear no one speaking unless they spoke of God, and of that
which affects His Glory.
Sin is the only evil She sees on
earth. She will die of grief unless God sustains Her.
MARIA OF THE CROSS, Victim of Jesus nee
MELANIE CALVAT, Shepherdess of La Salette
Castellamare, 21st of November 1878.
“I anticipate with great pleasure
the ‘Secret’ circulating at full extent; the more it spreads the more it
will arouse salutary fear and numerous returns to God. Mary will bless those
who help at the diffusion as she absolutely wants this passed on to all of
the people. We are punished for having neglected this absolute order from
the Mother of God.”
Extract from a letter of Melanie
relating to the Secret of La Salette.
1. Neither Melanie nor Maximin understood
French. The Beautiful Lady now continues her speech in “patois”.
2. In a letter to Father Combe, dated
October 7th, 1899, Melanie corrects these words in parenthesis which are her
own, she says, and which she judges to be unclear and inaccurate. “That is
to say”, she writes, “that in those days, which only seem like twenty years
ago, some perverted people (Italian: malvages) had given themselves over to
devotion to the demon of magic. These people would cause to appear in the
eyes of the curious, acquainted and theirs who had not led a Christian way
“These supposedly resurrected
individuals appeared in heavenly glory. People known to have lived in the
fear of God appeared to be in horrible suffering, and urged their friends
and acquaintances not to follow in their footsteps, and they preached a
Gospel opposed to that of Our Lord Jesus Christ. It seems that these bizarre
occurrences may be put down to the fashion for spiritualistic evocations and
for certain spiritualistic and demoniac practices which no doubt will one
day be brought to light through a thorough examination of the Luciferian
archives of FreeMasonry.”
In the same letter, Melanie takes
care to explain that where it is said that people will be transported from
one place to another, it must be understood as to be in rare cases only.
3. In patois.
4. “In which direction had the Holy Virgin
turned when she rose?”
- “That way (she pointed to the East)... I
know that Rome is in that direction.”
(Conversation with Melanie, Miss des
Brulais, 8th Sept. 1849.)
5. “My Father's Good Lord: this is the
Crucifix, this living crucifix which the beautiful Lady wears round Her
neck, and which seemed to talk to Her. The Holy Virgin...” Melanie does not
seem to have doubted for a moment that it was Her, this comes out in the
account, however, she does not dare to be the first to state it: it is for
the Church of Jesus Christ to do so, she has this intuition. In effect, the
next morning, it is the parish priest of La Salette who cries out, at the
account of the two children:
“It was the Holy Virgin who
appeared to you”, and from the pulpit, will announce this to his
parishioners, and to all the faithful ones among them.
6. Today: 21st of November 1878, when this
account was written.
Additional words of Melanie:
“The great chastisement
will come, because men will not be converted; yet it is only their
conversion that can hinder these scourges. God will begin to strike men by
inflicting lighter punishments in order to open their eyes; then He will
stop, or may repeat His former warnings to give place for repentance. But
sinners will not avail themselves of these opportunities; He will, in
consequence, send more severe castigations, anxious to move sinners to
repentance, but all in vain. Finally, the obduracy of sinners shall draw
upon their heads the greatest and most terrible calamities.
“We are all guilty!
Penance is not done, and sin increases daily. Those who should come forward
to do good are retained by fear. Evil is great. A moderate punishment serves
only to irritate the spirits, because they view all things with human eyes.
God could work a miracle to convert and change the aspect of the earth
without chastisement. God will work a miracle; it will be a stroke of His
mercy; but after the wicked shall have inebriated themselves with blood, the
scourge shall arrive.
shall be preserved from such calamities? Where shall we go for refuge? I, in
my turn, shall ask, What is the country that observes the commandments of
God? What country is not influenced by human fear where the interest of the
Church and the glory of God are at stake? (Ah, indeed! What country, what
nation upon earth?) In behalf of my Superior and myself, I have often asked
myself where we could go for refuge, had we the means for the journey and
for our subsistence, on condition that no person were to know it? But I
renounce these useless thoughts. We are very guilty! In consequence of this,
it is necessary that a very great and terrible scourge should come to revive
our faith, and to restore to us our very reason, which we have almost
entirely lost. Wicked men are devoured by a thirst for exercising their
cruelty; but when they shall have reached the uttermost point of barbarity,
God Himself shall extend His hand to stop them, and very soon after, a
complete change shall be effected in all surviving persons. Then they will
sing the Te Deum Laudamus with the most lively gratitude and love. The
Virgin Mary, our Mother, shall be our liberatrix. Peace shall reign, and the
charity of Jesus Christ shall unite all hearts...Let us pray; let us pray.
God does not wish to chastise us severely. He speaks to us in so many, so
many ways to make us return to Him. How long shall we remain stubborn? Let
us pray, let us pray; let us never cease praying and doing penance. Let us
pray for our Holy Father the Pope, the only light for the faithful in these
times of darkness. O yes, let us by all means prays much. Let us pray to
good, sweet, merciful Virgin Mary; for we stand in great need of her
powerful hands over our heads.”
Words of Maximin:
“In this time the Antichrist will be born of a nun of Hebraic descent, a
false virgin, who will have intercourse with the ancient serpent, with the
master of impurity and putrefaction. His father will be a bishop. He will
perform false miracles and subsist only on vitiating faith. He will have
brethren, who will be children of evil but not incarnate devils like
himself. Soon they will be at the head of armies, supported by the legions