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succour me, take me from this peril, mother of God! return me

safely to my mother, and I pledge myself to remain devoted to thy

service; I renounce for ever the unfortunate youth, and from this

time devote myself to thee!" After this consecration of herself,

she felt her confidence and faith increase; she remembered the

"to-morrow morning" uttered by the Unknown, and took it as a

promise of safety. Her wearied senses yielded to this new

sentiment, and she slept profoundly and peacefully with the name

of her protectress on her lips.