|A man with scrofula|
Scrofula was just one of the miseries that plagued the life of young Germaine Cousin. Her mom died when she was an infant and dad remarried. The step-family didn't take to little Germaine, whose housework was hindered by a deformed right arm, whose lymphatic abscesses oozed and probably smelled bad, and whose general health reflected the bad treatment she received. The step-mom beat her, gave her cast-off clothes from the other children, and of course made her sleep in the cupboard under the stairs, except when she had to sleep in the barn with the livestock. I guess she ate a little more (if not better) when she lived in the barn; in the house, she was consistently underfed, but the pigs shared their slop with her generously.
|Flowers in the apron|
|The cupboard under the stairs|
She died at age twenty-two. One the night she died, two itinerant monks camping in an abandoned castle nearby woke up to see a young luminescent woman with a floral garland being led away by a couple ghostly escorts. The next morning, they asked around town and learned that Germaine had died in the barn during the night.
|The relics incorrupt|