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One of the controversial writings by
Emile is the novel “Lourdes” about the conflict of faith and naturalism that
took stage in the famous pilgrimage place Lourdes, France. Since reading the
novel I felt compelled to have a chat him and to confront him with the
controversy aroused by this novel. I tried contacting him many times, but he
seemed very busy and was traveling around France.
Then, during my trip to Lourdes in
August, I heard that Emile was there amid the thousands of pilgrims coming from
around the world. I was so surprised
that he came here, knowing his reputation as the founder of a new literary
movement ‘Le Naturisme’, return to nature, an extreme form of realism which
explains everything based on natural causes rather than supernatural or divine
causes.
Eager to find him, I went around asking people
about him, but it wasn’t easy. Everyone had their own interest to come here,
and certainly celebrity searching wasn’t their favorite interest. With a bit of
luck though, after a long search I saw him in a small crowd of singing and
dancing pilgrims, nearby the Grotto by the Gave de Pau river.
He seemed to be having a good time there
and was friendly and approachable. After
a ‘Bonjour’ exchange, and a polite ‘may
I talk to you’ he agreed for a chat there at the bank of Gave de Pau river. I
couldn’t believe it, my head exploded with the imagination of the praises and
rewards I would get from the publisher of ‘stenote’.
I then hastily opened the discussion:
“Monsieur, this time Lourdes appears very
far developed compared with the time of Bernadette Soubirous. Lourdes was a greenery
village with a few hundred people, far from any frequented highway during
Bernadette’s time. Now, look, there is a beautiful basilica at the centre, and the
wild Massabielle grotto where Santa Maria appeared is now beautifully decorated
with flowers, and there are many nice hotels and restaurants surrounding the
site. ”
Emile:
“Indeed, in my book I wrote about the
contracts between Lourdes now and Bernadette’s house at Rue des Petits Floses
which has been kept the same as the original. It is a simple wretched looking
house in a gloomy neighborhood, with a mournful facades in which never a window
opens. Inside the house it is like a low dark chamber, the walls, with their
decaying, damped stained plaster falling off bits by bits, were full of cracks,
and turning dirty black like the ceiling. Yes this is the room, all come from
here, three beds for seven people of the Soubirous family filling this small
space. All of them lived here without air, without light, almost without bread!
What frightful misery! What lowly, pity-awaking poverty!”
I said:
“It is inevitable that people criticize
the modern Lourdes on the shrine’s relationship with modern market practices,
commercialization. Some five million pilgrims from around the world visit
Lourdes every year, making it the second most-visited city in France after
Paris. There is a concern that by becoming a religious shrine that catered to a
mass audience, the commercialized activities surrounding the pilgrimage
undermine the holiness of the site.”
Emile, citing his book:
“But, really, I must say that members of
a religious community ought not to keep hotels. No, no, it isn’t right. Ought
not those Blue Sisters, those Sisters of the Immaculate Conception, to have
confined themselves to their real functions, the manufacture of wafers for
sacramental purposes, and the repairing and washing of church linen?
Instead of that, however they had
tranformed their convent into a vast hostelry, where ladies who came to Lourdes
unaccompanied found separate rooms and were able to take their meals either in
privacy or in the general dining room. Everything was certainly very clean,
very well organized and very inexpensive, thanks to the thousands advantages
which the sisters enjoyed; in fact no hotel in Lourdes did so much business.”
I said:
“Because of its modern formation, there
are even allegations that Lourdes has become a Disneyland for the adults. Come
to think about it, the boulevards and gardens look like those in a Disney town,
the Rosary Basilica can be compared with Cinderella castle, the Ave Maria
procession can be compared with “Happiness is here” carnival in Disneyland, and
the candle lights prayer can be compared with the firework at Disneyland. “
Emile:
“The Disneyland in Hong Kong has its own
special train to its secluded location in Lantau island. The whole train is
decorated with Mickey Mouse images inside out, painted with Mickey’s face. The
seating are arranged like a family room so the passengers can feel cozy. The
windows are in Mickey’s shape, the handholds for the standing passengers are in
the shape of Mickeys’s ears, and the interior is decorated with Mickey, Donald
and Goofy statues. So you feel “Disneyed” even before you arrive at the theme
park.
In a way, the Church also used the
railway in innovative ways as they sought to augment the number of pilgrims
coming to Lourdes. They coordinated special trains for pilgrimages, designed
compartments to transport sick and disabled pilgrims, and secured reduction in
prices of 20 to 30 percent for third class tickets.
As I wrote in my book, these trains to
Lourdes were the rolling hospitals of disease at its last stage, of human
sufferings rushing for the hope of cure, furiously seeking consolation between
attacks of increased severity, with the ever present threat of death – death
hastened, supervening under awful conditions, amidst the mob-like scramble.”
I said:
“You joined a train to Lourdes that time
to see for yourself the condition in the train and based on this experience you
wrote in your book the suffering, passion and hope of the pilgrims. The pain,
anxiety and death are real experience you encountered in the train.”
Emile:
“Yes, for instance Elise Rouquet was a
real 18 years old girl, she had lupus which had preyed on her nose and mouth. Ulceration had spread, and was hourly
spreading- in short all the hideous peculiarities of this terrible disease were
in full process of development. She
covered her entire face with a black scarf to hide the disease. She could eat
only tiny pieces of bread, cautiously slipping it into her poor shapeless
mouth. When she uncovered her face to
eat, people could see her face with the gaping cavities which seemed to be the
face of death. Everyone in the carriage had turned pale at sight of the awful
apparition. And the same thought ascended from all those hope-inflated souls.
Ah Blessed Virgin, Powerful Virgin, what a miracle indeed if such an ill were
cured!”
I said:
“Then, as you wrote in the book, Elise Rouquet thinking it was useless to go
to the piscinas to bathe the frightful sore which was eating away her face had
contended herself by employing the water of the fountain as a lotion, every two
hours since her arrival that morning. Doctor Bonamy who advised her to continue
using water as a lotion and to return everyday for further examination, after
sometime noticed that there were signs of improvement in this case- that was
beyond doubt. It had become evident that the lupus that was eating away her
face, was showing signs of cure.
Elise Rouquet, now that the sore was
healing, then bought herself a pocket mirror, a large round one, in which she
did not weary contemplating herself, finding herself quite pretty and verifying
from minute to minute the progress of her cure with a gayness which, now that
her monstrous face was becoming human again, made her purse her lips and try a
variety of smiles.
However, Monsieur, you saw and wrote
about this cure of lupus, yet you denied that it was a miracle. You even
refused to look at her the healing of her face closely as suggested by doctor
Bonamy, and said: ’To me she is still ugly.’
How could you deny it?”
Emile:
“ As I wrote in the Preface of the book,
I will admit that I came across some instances of real cure. Many cases of
nervous disorders have undoubtedly been cured, and there also have been other
cures which may perhaps be attributed to errors of diagnosis on the part of the
doctors who attended the patients so cured. These cures are based on ignorance
of the medical profession.
As doctor Chassaigne said our most
learned medical men suspect many of these sores to be nervous origin. Yes, they
are discovering that complaints of these kinds are often simply due to bad
nutrition of skin. These questions are still so imperfectly studied and
understood ! And some medical men are also beginning to prove that the faith
which heals can even cure sores, certain forms of lupus among others. However
science is vain, it is a sea of uncertainty. ”
I said:
“You came to Lourdes to examine the
miracle phenomenon in a skeptical point of view, however you unexpectedly
observed three miracles in a single trip, while for most of the people we cannot
hear even one miracle or apparent miracle in a few trips.
You wrote about those miracles in
detail, besides Elise Rouquet there was this young peasant girl Sophie Couteau who
came back to visit Lourdes after she was cured the year before. She suffered
for three years from a horrid open sore on her foot, it was swollen and quite
deformed. The foot had to be kept bandaged because there was always a lot of
nasty matter coming from it. The doctor who made a cut in it, so as to see the
inside, said that he should be obliged to take out a piece of the bone; and
that, sure enough would have made her lame for life.
But she was suddenly cured by bathing
her foot in the piscina, where the bandages fell off, and her foot was entirely
restored to a healthy condition.”
Emile:
“I investigated this case thoroughly. I
was told there were three or four ladies living in Lourdes who could guarantee
the facts as stated by Clementine Trove, Sophie’s real name. I looked up those ladies.
But no one could vouch for anything, no
one had seen anything, and no where was I able to find any corroboration of the
girl’s story. Yet the little girl did not look like a liar, and I believe that
she was fully convinced of the miraculous nature of her cure. It is the facts
themselves which lie.”
I said:
“There is another case that you observed,
the cure of Marie Lebranchu, you named her as La Grivotte in your book. The 36
years old lady suffered from severe pulmonary tuberculosis for two years, and
had reached the terminal stages of this disease. “
Emile, citing his book:
“La Grivotte was weeping hot tears
because they would not bathe her at the piscina. They said she was with a
wasting disease, and they could not dip somebody like that into the cold water.
So she had been wearing herself out for half an hour in telling them that they
were only grieving the Blessed Virgin, for she believed she would be cured. She
was beginning to cause a scandal till one of the chaplains approached and
endeavoured to calm her. Then after receiving Father Fourcade’s express
permission, she had been obliged to insist and beg and sob in order prevail
upon them to do so.
And then it had all happened as she had
previously said it would. She had not
been immersed in the icy water for 3 minutes- all perspiring as she was with
her consumptive rattle-before she had felt strength returning into her like a
whipstroke lashing her whole body. And then flaming excitement possessed her;
radiant, stamping her feet, she was unable to keep still. On the previous night
she was seen lying on the carriage seat, annihilated, coughing and spitting
blood, with her face of ashen hue.”
I said:
“ At the end of your book you wrote that
La Grivotte had relapsed into her mortal disease dying on the train back to
home, implying that the cure was neither permanent nor supernatural, but rather
a case of autosuggestion in an hysterical religious atmosphere.
Yet you remained in communication with
the woman long after her recovery, and were perfectly aware that there had been
no relapse. She actually lived in perfect health until 1920.
Dr. Boissarie, or Dr. Bonamy in your
book, the President of the Medical Bureau, questioned you as to the honesty of
your account, pointing out that you had said that you had come to Lourdes to
make an impartial investigation.”
Emile:
“I replied to Dr. Boissarie that being an
artist I could do whatever I liked with my writing. I wrote to express my view about
this religion of human suffering, the redemption by pain, weeping humanity desperate
with anguish, like some despairing invalid, irrevocably invalid, and whom only
a miracle could save.”
I said:
“Almost 7,000 cures have been documented
at the waters of Lourdes. The Church has vigorously investigated all these
cases and validated a mere 67 of them.
These 67 were also authenticated as miracles by the International
Medical Committee of Lourdes (CMIL).
All three miracles that you observed, of
Clementine Trove (Sophie Couteau in your book), Marie Lemarchand (Elise
Rouquet) and Marie Lebranchu (La Griovote), all are included in the 67 approved
miracles by the Church and CMIL.”
Emile:
“The Lourdes miracles can neither be
proved nor denied. In none of the miracles that I observed was I able to
discover any real proof for or against the miraculous nature of the cure. Even
were I to see all the sick at Lourdes cured, I would not believe in a miracle.”
I said:
Then, may I ask you a last question, did
Sophie really tell : ‘I hadn’t brought many bandages for my foot with me, so it
was very kind of the Blessed Virgin to cure me on the first day, as I should
have run out of linen on the morrow.”
Emile just smiled…..
THE END
This is an imaginary interview in memory
of Emile Zola.