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The Encounter the Saints series offers intermediate readers down-to-earth portrayals of the saints. Each story vividly recreates for the reader the saint's place of origin, family life, and corresponding historical events.
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Saint Elizabeth Ann Seton
Saint Elizabeth Ann Seton
Daughter of America
Written by Jeanne Marie Grunwell
Illustrated by Mari Goering
Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication Data
Grunwell, Jeanne Marie.
Saint Elizabeth Ann Seton: daughter of America / written by Jeanne Marie Grunwell; illustrated by Mari Goering.
p. cm. — (Encounter the saints series; 3)
Summary: Biography of the woman who was a wife, mother, widow, foundress and member of a religious congregation, and convert to the Catholic faith as well as the first American-born saint.
ISBN Print: 978-0-8198-7022-6
ISBN eBook: 978-0-8198-7175-6
1. Seton, Elizabeth Ann, Saint, 1774–1821— Juvenile literature. 2. Christian saints—United States—Biography. [1. Seton, Elizabeth Ann, Saint, 1774–1821. 2. Saints. 3. Women — Biography.] I. Goering, Mari, 1948–ill. II. Title. III. Series.
BX4700.S4G78 1999
271’.9102—dc21
[B]
99-18672
CIP
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Copyright © 1999, Daughters of St. Paul
Published by Pauline Books & Media, 50 Saint Pauls Avenue, Boston, MA 02130-3491.
www.pauline.org
Pauline Books & Media is the publishing house of the Daughters of St. Paul, an international congregation of women religious serving the Church with the communications media.
Contents
1. Changes
2. A New Mother
3. Riot!
4. Young Outcast
5. Mrs. Seton
6. Stormy Days
7. New Challenges
8. The Fever
9. To Italy
10. The Lazaretto
11. Questions
12. Home at Last
13. All His
14. Hurtful Rumors
15. Persecution
16. An Invitation
17. Beginnings
18. Mother Seton
19. Early Days
20. More of the Cross
21. Sisters of Charity
22. Anna
23. The Secret
24. Joys and Sorrows
25. With the Father
26. Miracles
Prayer
Glossary
1
Changes
The year was 1774. New York was still one of the thirteen British colonies and the United States didn’t exist yet. But New York was already one of the busiest cities in the New World. It had banks and churches, colleges and stores, and a harbor that could hold three hundred white-sailed cutty ships all at once.
New York could also boast of its hospitals and doctors. One of the city’s finest young physicians was Dr. Richard Bayley. His wife, Catherine Charlton, was the daughter of an Episcopalian minister. The couple had a little daughter named Mary.
On August 28, 1774, a second daughter was born to the Bayleys. Dr. and Mrs. Bayley named their new infant Elizabeth Ann. She was soon baptized at Holy Trinity Episcopal Church.
One week after Elizabeth was born, the first Continental Congress met in Philadelphia. The thirteen American colonies wanted to declare their independence from Great Britain. Before long, the colonies were at war. Men had to choose sides. They argued.
“I say we should side with the motherland. Who knows how this foolish revolution will end?”
“You’re right. Besides, belonging to England gives us security.”
“Foolishness! Security! To desire freedom is not foolish, gentlemen. As for security, all we can count on from Great Britain are more taxes! We need our independence!”
It was a confusing time.
When the American Revolution began, Dr. Bayley was away in England studying medicine. He had many friends there. He arrived back home in New York on July 12, 1776—dressed in a British army uniform.
“Richard!” his wife gasped as she opened the front door.
“Hush! Don’t be frightened, Catherine,” Dr. Bayley soothed. “Everything is all right. I’ve joined the British army as a surgeon.”
A few short weeks later, Dr. Bayley was off again, this time traveling with the British fleet. He spent many months away from his family. During those months British troops occupied New York. In an attempt to stop their advance, some patriots set fire one night to a small house on one of the wharves. Within minutes the blaze exploded out of control. It swept through the city, destroying everything in its path. Trinity Church was burned to the ground and Elizabeth Ann Bayley’s baptismal records were destroyed.
Elizabeth was too young to remember much about the war raging around her. But then something happened that would change her life—forever.
In the chill of the early morning, Elizabeth awoke to hushed sounds coming from her mother’s bedroom. Mrs. Bayley had just given birth to a baby girl. But now the young mother was dying. Dr. Bayley arrived in time to have her die in his arms. He tearfully named the new baby Catherine, after his wife.
“Mommy, Mommy!” two-year-old Elizabeth whimpered as strangers continued to bustle in and out of the bedroom. But no one seemed to pay any attention.
2
A New Mother
A year passed. Dr. Bayley felt his three little girls needed a mother to look after them. He met Amelia Charlotte Barclay, and soon they were married.
“Come now, give your new mother a kiss,” Dr. Bayley coaxed. Mary and Elizabeth solemnly obeyed. Baby Catherine cooed. But somehow, things were different. An icy feeling separated the girls from their new mother. They never called Amelia “Mommy.” Instead she was “Mrs. Bayley.”
When Elizabeth was four, Catherine, or “Kit,” as everyone called her, died. Elizabeth sat by herself on the doorstep while the grown-ups gathered inside for the funeral. She looked up at the clouds. “How beautiful it must be in heaven,” she imagined. The thought made her smile. Just then her Uncle William slipped outside. He sat down beside Elizabeth.
“Betty, didn’t you cry when your baby sister Kitty died?” he asked softly.
Elizabeth shook her head. “No, Uncle William.”
“Why not?”
“Because Kitty is gone up to heaven. I wish I could go, too, and be with Mama and Kit.”
Uncle William picked up little Elizabeth and placed her on his lap. He drew her head to his heart, stroking her curly hair. “Betty,” he said quietly, “someday, we will all be happy together in heaven.”