But Saint Elizabeth, the daughter of the King of Hungary, was for her a constant teacher and guide.

Whenever she was inclined to yield to her violent temper, she thought of this model of gentleness and simplicity, who was at five years of age very devout, refusing to join her playmates in their sports, and sleeping on the ground, that, in abasing herself, she might all the better render homage to God.

Later, she was the faithful, obedient wife of the Landgrave of Thuringia, always showing to her husband a smiling face, although she passed her nights in tears.

When she became a widow she was driven from her estates, but was happy to lead the life of poverty.

Her dress was so thin from use, that she wore a grey mantle, lengthened out by cloth of a different shade.