Fr Calosso's death was a great loss to me. I wept inconsolably over my dead benefactor. I thought of him in my waking hours and dreamed of him when I was asleep. It affected me so badly that my mother feared for my health. She send me foe a while to my grandfather in Capriglio.
At this time i had another dream.In it I was sorely reproached for having put my hope in men and not in our good heavenly Father
Memoirs of the Oratory of Saint Francis de Sales from 1815 to 1855 The Autobiography of Saint John Bosco
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