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 their children to touch her garments or her hands, to let her smile on
them, or speak to them, or maybe kiss them. And the soldiers deemed
their swords were stronger when they had but touched hers. And they
knelt down to kiss her standard, that white standard, so often
victorious! I have read many a time of that glorious day at Rheims."
"And she said, _that_ day,' Oh, why can I not die here?'" said
Jacqueline, with a low voice. "And when the Archbishop asked her,"
continued Victor, "'Where do you, then, expect to die?' she answered, 'I
know not. I shall die where God pleases. I have done what the Lord my
God commanded me; and I wish that He would now send me to keep my sheep
with my mother and sister.'" "Because she loved Domremy, and her work
was done," said Jacqueline, sadly. "And so many hated her! But her
mother would be sure to love. Jeanne would never see an evil eye in
Domremy, and no one would lie in wait to kill her in the Vosges woods."
"It was such as you, Jacqueline, who believed in her, and comforted her.
And to every one that consoled her Christ will surely say, 'Ye blessed
of my Father, ye did it unto me!' Yes, to be sure, there were too many
who stood ready to kill her in all France,--besides those who were
afraid of her, and fought against our armies. Even when they were taking
her to see the Dauphin, the guard would have drowned her, and lied about
it, but they were restrained. It is something to have been born in
Domremy,--to have grown up in the very place where she used to play, a
happy little girl. You have seen that fountain, and heard the bells she
loved so much.