the same chalop
should come again.

Xavier mildly reprehended Veglio for his little faith, and told him
nothing was impossible to God. "The confidence which I have in the Divine
mercy," said he, "gives me hope, that they whom I have put under the
protection of the Holy Virgin, and for whose sake I have vowed to say
three masses to our Lady of the Mountain, shall not perish." After this
he urged Gama to send up to the scuttle for discovery: Gama, to satisfy
the man of God, went 'up himself with a seaman, and after having looked
round him for the space of half an hour, neither he nor the other could
see any thing. In the mean time Xavier, whose stomach was turned with the
tossing of the ship, and who had been two days and three nights without
eating, was taken with a violent head-ach, and such a giddiness, that he
could scarcely stand. One of the Portuguese merchants, called Ferdinand
Mendez Pinto, desired him to repose a little while, and offered him his
cabin; Xavier, who, by the spirit of mortification, usually lay upon the
deck, accepted his courtesy; and desired this further favour, that the
servant of this merchant, who was a Chinese, might watch before the door,
that none might interrupt his rest.

The intention of the Father was not to give the least refreshment to his
body; he set himself again to prayers, and it was affirmed by the Chinese
servant, that from seven in the morning, when he retired, he had been
constantly on his knees until the evening, groaning in the agony of his
spirit, and shedding tears. He came out from his retirement after
sunset, and once more enquired of the pilot, if they had not seen the
chalop, which could not possibly be far distant. The pilot replied, that
it was in vain to think of her, and that it was impossible for her to
resist so furious a tempest; but in case that, by some wonderful
accident, or rather by some miracle, she had been preserved, she must
of necessity be at fifty leagues distance from the ship. It is the
propriety of Christian confidence to remain unshaken and secure, when
human reason leaves us destitute of hope. The Saint acknowledged the
pilot to have spoken judiciously, and yet doubted not but the chalop
would return. He constantly maintained that she could not be far off,
and pressed him to send up to the scuttle before the dusk. The pilot,
less out of complaisance to the Father, than out of his desire to
undeceive him, went up himself, and could discover not