<h2>CHAPTER XIV.</h2>
<h3><span class="smcap">First Foreign Missions.</span></h3>
<div class="poem4"><div class="stanza">
<span class="i0">"They are gone where Love is frozen, and Faith grown calm and cold,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Where the world is all triumphant, and the sheep have left the fold,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Where His children scorn His blessings, and His sacred shrine despise."<br/></span></div>
</div>
<p>It was about the time of the first chapter that Francis
began to feel drawn to foreign fields. The Franciscans
had now spread all over Italy, and there was a general
desire shown by the brethren to extend their ministrations
outside that country. It would appear that at its close, a
small number of the brethren were sent out to evangelize
the various countries of Europe, Portugal, Hungary,
Germany, etc.</p>
<p>For himself Francis had a larger and more daring
scheme.</p>
<p>It was the time of the Crusades. All Christian Europe
was bending its energies to wrest the tomb of our Saviour
out of the hands of the Saracens. Band after band of
Crusaders had marched into the Sultan's territory—to
suffer defeat and death. Francis was too much of a
soldier and knight not be stirred by the tales of bravery and
daring which were rife everywhere. But he had his own
opinions.</p>
<p>"Is there not," he asked himself, "a more beautiful
way of gaining the desired end? Why all this bloodshed?
why this wholesale hurrying of men to perdition?
why all this strife between the children of one Father?
Why has no one ever tried to gain these infidels over on
Christ's side? How many lives might be spared, and<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_88" id="Page_88">[Pg 88]</SPAN></span>
what an increase there would be for His Church if they
succeeded!"</p>
<p>It was a noble thought, and one worthy of Francis.
The more he pondered these matters the more convinced
he became that it was his duty to put his ideas into practice.
He told some of the brethren his purpose, and they, convinced
that God led him, made no objection, and in a very
short time he was ready to begin his difficult and dangerous
undertaking. Peter of Cantani was appointed to take the
government of the Order during his absence.</p>
<p>Francis, and his companion, whose name we are not
told, embarked at Ancona. How they got their passage
without any money we do not know, but it is evident that
they managed it somehow. When they were well out to
sea, such a storm arose as caused them to seek refuge on
the coast of Illyria. It was supposed at first that the delay
would only be one of a few weeks, but the stormy weather
persistently continuing, it soon became evident that it
would be impossible to cross the Levant at that season of
the year. This was a great disappointment to Francis, but
he was far from being discouraged. He determined to
return to Ancona. A vessel was about to sail, and he
presented himself as a passenger, but as he had no money
they refused to take him on board.</p>
<div class="sidenote"><i>A Dilemma!</i></div>
<p>Here was a dilemma! But help was at hand. One of
the ship's officers, a good man, was touched by the harshness
with which the missionaries were treated, so he went
to Francis and told him that he would take them on board.
He conducted them down into the hold, and hid them
behind some horses there. Hardly had they been deposited
when an unknown friend brought an enormous basket of
provisions, and, giving it to their benefactor, said—</p>
<p>"Take this, take great care of it, and as the need arises,
distribute it to the poor brethren you have hidden."</p>
<p>The need soon arose. Another fearful storm beat the
vessel about to such an extent that the voyage was prolonged
far beyond the usual limit. Provisions were
exhausted and a famine threatened the unhappy crew.
Then Francis, hearing of the distress, crept out from<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_89" id="Page_89">[Pg 89]</SPAN></span>
among the horses, explained his presence, and said that he
had food which he would be glad to share with them. The
legend tells us that the food was miraculously made to
last the voyage; the real fact was probably that the
basket contained large supplies of beans, and lentils, and
macaroni, and such Italian foods that swell in the cooking,
and go a long way.</p>
<div class="sidenote"><i>In Spain.</i></div>
<p>Arriving at Ancona, Francis began to preach. He had
a wonderful time, and a great number of clerics and laymen
joined the Order. Part of them Francis took with
him to the Portiuncula, and offered them to God as the
price of his failure! After watching over them for a few
weeks, he left them in good hands, and turned his attention
again to foreign mission work. The east had been closed
to him, but that was no reason why the west should not
open. The enemies of the Christians were as powerful in
Spain and North Africa, as in Egypt and the Holy Land.
The infidels had just been defeated in battle, and all
Europe was talking about the victory gained at Las Navas
Tolva. The heart of Francis mourned over these defeated
ones. "Supposing they had been defeated," he argued,
"their natures were still unchanged, their souls were still
unsaved." He began to question if their need was not his
call. He thought he heard them crying, "Pass over and
help us!" He offered himself to God for this work, and,
taking with him his well-beloved Bernardo di Quintavalle,
set out for Spain. He had another rough experience of
the sea, but this time he reached his goal without any
mishap.</p>
<p>It was autumn when they landed in Spain, and without
loss of time, they set off for the interior. At the outset of
the journey, a little incident occurred which, though
unpleasant at the time, God over-ruled for good. They
were passing a vineyard, and Bernardo, who was very
thirsty, plucked a bunch of grapes to refresh himself with.
This was quite an allowable action in Italy, but Spain
appeared to have a different code of morals, and one of the
servants of the owner seized Bernardo, called him a rogue
and a thief, and insisted upon his paying for what he had<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_90" id="Page_90">[Pg 90]</SPAN></span>
taken. Bernardo explained that he had no idea of doing
wrong, and that he did not possess the smallest piece of
money. The man snatched at his mantle, and said that
would have to pay for it. But Francis, without discussing
the matter with the servant, insisted upon seeing the
owner of the vineyard. To him he explained the state of
affairs; the mantle was given back, Bernardo was
apologized to, and the good Spaniard did even more, he
offered his services to Francis, and threw open his house,
which became a sort of hostelry for the Order, and any
brother was always welcome, night or day, to the best that
there was.</p>
<div class="sidenote"><i>The Will of the Lord.</i></div>
<p>Francis' intention was to go straight to the Mussulmans.
He even talked of reaching Morocco. But God led him to
stay in Spain longer than he had expected. People were
converted everywhere, and branches of the work were
established. Who took charge of these new ventures we
are not told; doubtless friars from Italy were sent
there.</p>
<p>Just as he began to see his way clear to go to the
Mussulmans, he was seized with a violent fever. For
some time he lay between life and death, and when at last
he began to get well, it was perfectly evident that there
could be no talk of his going to Morocco. Always submissive,
Francis accepted this as the will of the Lord and
returned to Italy. The reason why he was led back to the
Portiuncula at that particular time seemed to him quite
plain afterwards; for, when he got there, he found a
number of learned and noble men waiting to offer themselves
to him.</p>
<p>Exactly what Francis did after this is not quite clear.
Probably he preached round about the North of Italy, and
visited the various branches of the work, instructing
novices, and establishing fresh centres. At the beginning
of the next year we find him attending a conference in
Rome, respecting the recovery of the Holy Land. While
here, he met Dominic for the first time. Dominic was
the founder of another kind of Friar Order. He conceived
a great admiration for Francis, and tried very hard to get<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_91" id="Page_91">[Pg 91]</SPAN></span>
him to consent to amalgamate the two. This Francis
never would consent to do, and the two always remained
distinct.</p>
<div class="sidenote"><i>Ugolin's Visit.</i></div>
<p>The decision of the conference was that the Pope himself
should lead a crusade into the Holy Land. He left
Rome in May, and passed through the valley of Assisi,
where Francis was presiding over a general Chapter. At
Perugia he was taken ill with fever. One of his near
relatives, Cardinal Ugolino, accompanied him. This man
had heard a great deal about Francis from Cardinal Paul,
who had just died, and he thought that now would be a
good chance to see for himself. Accordingly, followed by
his magnificent suite, he travelled back to Assisi. All he
saw filled him with wonder; it bore to him the mark of
true holiness. What struck him most was the poverty of
it the brethren. He had no idea they carried it so far. He
went through the roughly constructed cells, saw the beds
made of straw, more like the lairs of wild animals, and
he could not restrain his tears.</p>
<p>"Alas!" he cried to those who were with him, "what
will become of us who need so many superfluities in our
lives!"</p>
<p>Ugolino did not stop there. He felt impelled to offer
himself to fill the place of Cardinal Paul as Protector of
the Order.</p>
<p>"I offer myself to you," he said to Francis; "if you
wish it, I will be your helper, counsellor, and support!"</p>
<p>Francis first of all thanked God, and then he answered,
"It is with all my heart I salute you, the father and
Protector of our religion. I wish all my brothers to you consider
you as such!"</p>
<p>There are some historians who declare that this friendship—for
a very real friendship sprang up between Francis
and Ugolino—was no advantage to the Order, but rather
harmed it. There is no evidence of this among the best
authorities; they lean rather to a contrary opinion, and
we are inclined to believe ourselves that the Order would
never have developed as it did but for Cardinal Ugolino.
He went back and told the Pope what he had seen, and<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_92" id="Page_92">[Pg 92]</SPAN></span>
the old man rejoiced greatly. It was the last joy he had
on earth, for he died a few days later.</p>
<div class="sidenote"><i>Growth of the Order.</i></div>
<p>Time went on, the Order spread and spread till it was
impossible for one man to do justice to the whole. To
meet the growing need for oversight, Italy was divided
into several provinces, these provinces were to be directed
by brothers who were called "Ministers" or "Provincial
Servants." Francis named Peter Catani for Umbria,
Elias for Tuscany, Bennet of Arezzo for the Marches of
Ancona, John of Stracchai for Lombardy, Daniel for
Calabria. Then it was also decided that Bernardo di
Quintavelle was to take charge of Spain, and John of
Penna, Germany. Francis himself was to take France, a
land he had always been especially drawn to. It was
through the intervention of Ugolino that he forewent this
mission. Francis stopped at Florence on his way to tell
him of his journey. Ugolino saw what Francis could not
see, that in view of all their new ventures he could not
afford to leave the country just then. Francis argued that
he could not stay at home in safety and let the brothers go
abroad on dangerous missions, it would raise talk.
Ugolino wanted to know if Italy wasn't big enough for
him. Francis replied that God had raised them up for
the good of the whole world.</p>
<p>"Perhaps so," said Ugolino, "but in any case <i>you</i> cannot
go away yet without imprudence. Your Order is only
just started, you know the opposition it met with at first;
its enemies are not yet disarmed, and your presence is
necessary to defend and maintain it."</p>
<p>Francis saw that Ugolino spoke wisely, and he gave in
and stayed at home. For some time he was the guest of
the Cardinal, and their mutual liking for each other was
greatly increased. The more Ugolino saw of Francis the
more he loved him, and though he could not see eye to eye
with him in everything at first, he eventually came round
to his ways. As much as possible Francis lived his simple
manner of life in the Cardinals palace. He prayed and
meditated, he went out to preach and to beg, and he even
brought back his alms into the palace! One day there<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_93" id="Page_93">[Pg 93]</SPAN></span>
were a great many people at the table, and Francis was
eating the scraps he had begged. Some of the guests
began to joke him about it, but Francis maintained that
his food was angels' bread, and if they liked he would share
it with them. All—prelates, knights and nobles—accepted
willingly, some ate their portion, others put it by
to keep as a memento. But Ugolino was a little hurt.
He took Francis aside and said—</p>
<div class="sidenote"><i>A Quarrel.</i></div>
<p>"Ah, my brother, wherefore all this begging; you hurt
me. Do you not know that my house is yours and your
brethren's?"</p>
<p>"My lord," answered Francis, "I have not affronted
you; I think I have honored you by imitating in your
house our Lord Jesus Christ who taught us to love poverty.
For, indeed, I mean only to follow the footsteps of my
Master!"</p>
<p>The Cardinal bowed his head.</p>
<p>"Do, my brother, what seems good to you," he said,
"the Lord is with you!"</p>
<p>This visit of Francis' to Florence resulted in the
establishment of a large convent on the borders of Tuscany
and Umbria. This is how it came about. The powerful
family of the lords of Baschi were divided. The three sons
were in open rebellion on account of questions of personal
interest, and they were doing their best to drag into this
quarrel the numerous friends of their clients and vassals.
It was plain to be seen that bloodshed would be the outcome.
Francis was very much grieved when he heard of
this dissension, and felt that he must do his best to stop it.
Accordingly, he visited the three brothers, Ugolino,
Buonconte and Ranicu, in turn, and entreated them in the
name of Christ to desist. He succeeded in accomplishing
his end, they laid down their arms, amicably settled the
vexed question, and a charter of reconciliation was drawn
up. Then, wishing to show their gratitude to Francis,
they presented him with a beautiful hill, and, building a
monastery on it, begged of him to send friars to establish a
work there.</p>
<p>A little later, the Cardinal presided over what was known as<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_94" id="Page_94">[Pg 94]</SPAN></span>
the "Chapter of Mats," so called because the brothers lived
under little tents made of matting. He was very much
surprised at all he saw, and said he never expected to find
a well-disciplined army! This was a very important
Chapter, and many new Provinces were formed. It was
conducted very much like the preceding ones.</p>
<div class="sidenote"><i>Failure of the German Mission.</i></div>
<p>It was either in the middle or just before this Chapter,
that the German-Hungarian expedition returned. Their
mission had been an utter failure! When questioned as
to the reason of this failure, they answered, unanimously—</p>
<p>"No one knows us; our dress, our loneliness, excite distrust.
The clergy have united to drive us away, they
called us heretics, and left us without defence or protection.
We fell into the hands of wicked men and thieves, who
ill-treated us; we had to come away!"</p>
<p>This sounded very badly, but the explanation of it lay in
the fact that they did not understand the language of the
people they went to! How it happened that they were
sent, not knowing the language, we cannot say. Perhaps
Francis thought that French and Italian would be spoken,
or, at least, understood in these countries, or it may be he
expected them to be endowed with the gift of tongues.
Those who went to Germany knew but one word of the
language, "ja"—"yes." In the first town they entered
they attracted a great deal of notice, and people asked
them if they would like food and a lodging. They did not
understand a word of what was said, but they smiled and
said "ja." Finding themselves well treated, they determined
to use this expression on all occasions.</p>
<p>Unfortunately, the next one asked them if they were
heretics, and had come to Germany to preach an evil doctrine.
When they again smiled and answered "ja," to their grief
and amazement, they were cast into prison, and after having
been ill-treated for some time, were driven out of the country.</p>
<p>At the close of the "Chapter of Mats," Francis announced
that he was about to proceed to Egypt to preach to the
Sultan. Ugolino had decided that things were now on
such a solid foundation that he could with safety leave the
Order while he took this long journey.<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_95" id="Page_95">[Pg 95]</SPAN></span></p>
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