From the end of The Life of Saint Clare:
There was a maid of the castle Convary which sat on a time in a field, and another woman had laid her head in her lap. And in the mean while there came a wolf which was accustomed to run on the people, and came to this maid and swallowed the visage and all the mouth and so ran with her toward the wood. And the good woman that rested in her lap when she saw it, was much abashed and began to call on Saint Clare and said: Help! help! Saint Clare, and succour us, I recommend to thee at this time this maid. And she whom the wolf bare, said unto the wolf: Art not thou afeard to bear me any farther that am recommended to so great and worthy lady? And with that word that the maid said, the wolf, all confused and shamed, set softly the maid down, and fled away like a thief, and so she was delivered. Then let us pray unto this glorious virgin Saint Clare to be our advocate in all our needs; and by the merits of her we may so amend our life in this world that we may come unto everlasting life and bliss in heaven. Amen.(I'm not quite clear how the maid managed to talk when the wolf had swallowed her face and mouth, but that's obviously far from the most important part of this story.)
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Date: 2010-07-18 10:57 am (UTC)Mary Anne in Kentucky
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Date: 2010-07-18 12:51 pm (UTC)Mary Anne in Kentucky
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Date: 2010-07-18 06:55 pm (UTC)