Their wants are provided for while living, and after their death friends are advised by dreams to go and bury them.

Extraordinary things happen to them, and adventures far more marvellous than those in a work of fiction.

And when their tombs are opened after hundreds of years, sweet odours escape therefrom.
Then, opposite the saints, behold the evil spirits! "They often fly about us like insects, and fill the air without number.
The air is also full of demons, as the rays of the sun are full of atoms.

It is even like powder." And the eternal contest begins.

The saints are always victorious, and yet they are constantly obliged to renew the battle.