“With such dispositions, judge whether I could observe with any other sentiment than disgust the vice, dissipation, and ignorance, which disgrace our Spanish youth. I rejected every offer with disdain. My heart remained without a master till chance conducted me to the cathedral of the Capuchins. Oh! surely on that day my guardian angel slumbered neglectful of his charge! Then was it that I first beheld you: you supplied the superior’s place, absent from illness. You cannot but remember the lively enthusiasm which your discourse created. Oh! how I drank your words! How your eloquence seemed to steal me from myself! I scarcely dared to breathe, fearing to lose a syllable; and while you spoke, methought a radiant glory beamed round your head, and your countenance shone with the majesty of a God. I retired from the church, glowing with admiration. From that moment you became the idol of my heart, the never-changing object of my meditations. I enquired respecting you. The reports which were made me of your mode of life, of your knowledge, piety, and self-denial riveted the chains imposed on me by your eloquence. I was conscious that there was no longer a void in my heart; that I had found the man whom I had sought till then in vain.