THOSE who have had the
misfortune to give bad example, and to wound or cause the perdition of souls by
scandal, must take care to repair all in this world, if they would not be
subjected to the most terrible expiation in the other. It was not in vain that
Jesus Christ cried out, Woe to the world because of scandals ! Woe to that man
by whom the scandal cometh! Hear what
Father Rossignoli relates in his Merveilles du Purgatoire? A painter of great
skill and otherwise exemplary life had once made a painting not at all
conformable to the strict rules of Christian modesty. It was one of those
paintings which, under the pretext of being works of art, are found in the best
families, and the sight of which causes the loss of so many souls.
True art is an inspiration
from Heaven, which elevates the soul to God ; profane art, which appeals to the
senses only, which presents to the eye nothing but the beauties of flesh and
blood, is but an inspiration of the evil spirit ; his works, brilliant though
they may be, are not works of art, and the name is falsely attributed to them.
They are the infamous productions of a corrupt imagination.
The artist of whom we speak
had allowed himself to be misled in this point by bad example. Soon, however, renouncing this pernicious
style, he confined himself to the production of religious pictures, or at least
of those which were perfectly irreproachable. Finally, he was painting a large
picture in the convent of the discalced Carmelites, when he was attacked by a
mortal malady. Feeling that he was about to die, he asked the Prior to allow
him to be interred in the church of the monastery, and bequeathed to the
community his earnings, which amounted to a considerable sum of money, charging
them to have Masses said for the repose of his soul. He died in pious
sentiments, and a few days passed, when a Religious who had stayed in the choir
after Matins saw him appear in the midst of flames and sighing piteously.
“ What !“ said the Religious,
“have you to endure such pain, after leading so good a life and dying so holy a
death ?” Alas! “Replied he, it is on account of the immodest picture that I
painted some years ago. When I appeared before the tribunal of the Sovereign
Judge, a crowd of accusers came to give evidence against me. They declared that
they had been excited to improper thoughts and evil desires by a picture, the
work of my hand. In consequence of those bad thoughts some were in Purgatory,
others in Hell. The latter cried for vengeance, saying that, having been the
cause of their eternal perdition, I deserved, at least, the same punishment.
Then the Blessed Virgin and the saints whom I had glorified by my pictures took
up my defense. They represented to the Judge that that unfortunate painting had
been the work of youth, and of which I had repented; that I had repaired it
afterwards by religious objects which had been a source of edification to
souls. In consideration of these and other reasons, the Sovereign Judge
declared that, on account of my repentance and my good works, I should be
exempt from damnation; but at the same time, He condemned me to these flames until
that picture should be burned, so that it could no longer scandalize any one.
Then the poor sufferer
implored the Religious to take measures to have the painting destroyed” I beg
of you, he added, go in my name to such a person, proprietor of the picture ;
tell him in what a condition I am for having yielded [to his entreaties to
paint it, and conjure him to make a sacrifice of it. If he refuses, woe to him!
To prove that this is not an illusion, and to punish him for his own fault,
tell him that before long he will lose his two children. Should he refuse to
obey Him who has created us both, he will pay for it by a premature death.
The Religious delayed not to
do what the poor soul asked of him, and went to the owner of the picture. The latter,
on hearing these things, seized the painting and cast it into the fire.
Nevertheless, according to the words of the deceased, he lost his two children
in less than a month.
The remainder of his days he
passed in penance, for having ordered and kept that immodest picture in his
house. If such are the consequences of an immodest picture, what, then, will be
the punishment of the still more disastrous scandals resulting from bad books,
bad papers, bad schools, and bad conversations? mundo a scandalis ! homini illi
per quern scandalum venit ! Woe to the world
because of scandals! Woe to that man by whom the scandal cometh! Scandal makes
great ravages in souls by the seduction of innocence. Ah! those accursed
seducers ! They shall render to God a terrible account of the blood of their victims.
We read the following in the Life of Father Nicholas Zucchi, 2 written by Fr.
Daniel Bartoli, of the Company of Jesus.
The holy and zealous Father
Zucchi, who died in Rome, May 21, 1670, had drawn to a life of perfection three
young ladies, who consecrated themselves to God in the cloister. One of them,
before leaving the world, had been sought in marriage by a young nobleman.
After she had entered the noviciate, this gentleman, instead of respecting her
holy vocation, continued to address letters to her whom he wished to call his
betrothed, urging her to quit, as he said, the dull service of God, to embrace
again the joys of life. The Father, meeting
him one day in the streets, begged him to give up such conduct. I assure you, he said, “that before long you
will appear before the tribunal of God, and it is high time for you to prepare
yourself by sincere penance.
In fact, a fortnight afterwards,
this young man died, carried away by a rapid death, that left him little time
to put the affairs of his
conscience in order, so that there was everything to fear for his salvation. One
evening, whilst the three novices were engaged together in holy conversation,
the youngest was called away to the parlour. There she found a man wrapped in a
heavy cloak, and with measured steps pacing the room. Sir, she said, who are
you? and why did you send for me ? The
stranger, without answering, drew near and threw aside the mysterious mantle
which covered him. The Religious then recognized the unfortunate deceased, and
saw with horror that he was entirely surrounded by chains of fire that clasped
his neck, wrists, knees, and ankles. Pray for me ! he cried, and dis appeared.
This miraculous manifestation showed that God had had mercy upon him at the
last moment ; that he had not been damned, but that he paid his attempt at
seduction by a terrible Purgatory.
