...even as I spoke the earth gave a great lurch and the two of us went staggering backwards. Clutching the lamp, I steadied myself against the wall and tried to smile encouragingly at my young friend. But Andrew's face had gone as pale as death. He no longer even knew that he had a gun in his hands. "It... it's an earthquake, Father!" he stammered, eyes wide with terror. I tried to be calm. "No, no, my boy. It's not an earthquake. And everything's going to be all right. Our guardian angels will see to that." This terrifying encounter with Devil and other exciting events await in this fascinatingly told tale of St. John Marie Vianney, including his befriending St. Philomena, and his many miracles. St. John Marie Vianney, pray for us!