He passed on slowly with his hands crossed devoutly upon his bosom, to the door opening into the Abbey Chapel, at which his Monks waited to receive him.

He ascended the Steps, and then turning towards his Followers, addressed to them a few words of gratitude, and exhortation.
While He spoke, his Rosary, composed of large grains of amber, fell from his hand, and dropped among the surrounding multitude.

It was seized eagerly, and immediately divided amidst the Spectators.

Whoever became possessor of a Bead, preserved it as a sacred relique; and had it been the Chaplet of thrice-blessed St.Francis himself, it could not have been disputed with greater vivacity.

The Abbot, smiling at their eagerness, pronounced his benediction, and quitted the Church, while humility dwelt upon every feature.