Germaine
Cousin's mother died shortly after her birth. Her father, a farm worker,
soon remarried to a woman who despised her new stepchild. Germaine suffered
from scrofula, a disease that made her neck swell grotesquely, generating
oozing sores which turned into scar tissue. Her right hand was deformed
and hung by her side.
Her
younger siblings and her stepmother abused her, scalding her with boiling
water, starving her, and forcing her to sleep in the stable. Germaine
was left to tend her family's flock of sheep and rarely experienced human
companionship.
She
attended church every day, leaving her sheep, who were never harmed by
the wolves in the surrounding area. She gave up what little food she had
to the beggars in the town. One frozen winter morning, her stepmother
saw her scurrying across the field with something bundled in her apron.
Accused of stealing bread, Germaine opened her apron, releasing dozens
of summer flowers onto the icy ground. She then reached down and offered
a blossom to the woman who had tried to destroy her.
She
died at twenty-two.
Forty
years later her unmarked grave was accidentally opened by workmen. Her
body was perfectly preserved, with a garland of carnations and rye in
her hair. Two elderly villagers identified the body by the withered hand
and scars on the face. Shortly after, her body was displayed in the church,
and miraculous healings occurred among the pilgrims who came to see her.
During
the French Revolution, her grave was desecrated. Quicklime and water sizzled
away her flesh. Her bones are now inside a wax mannequin which lies in
a glass and bronze reliquary in the parish church at Pibrac, France.
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