October 19th is the Memorial of the North American martyrs, including Isaac Jogues, Rene Goupil and John de la Lande, the only martyrs in what is now the United States of America. This is their story.
Twelve canoes paddled slowly and cautiously along the marshy shore of the St. Lawrence River on August 2, 1642. The eyes of the paddlers swept the waist-high marsh grass. They were Huron Indians led by their great Chief Eustace together with some Frenchmen including Fr. Isaac Jogues and Rene Goupil. They were on their way to bring missionaries and supplies to nourish the lives and Christian faith of the Huron Mission in New France.
Suddenly, the quiet early morning air was pierced with wild war whoops as Mohawk warriors with grotesquely painted faces and bodies streaked with blood-red paint stood above the grass and fired their muskets. The Hurons had no guns, but returned fire with a volley of arrows. Above the din of battle the voice of Eustace rose, “Great God, to you alone do I look for help.”
Father Jogues made the Sign of the Cross and shouted the words of absolution over his companions. Then his canoe smashed against the shore and he was catapulted into the marsh that concealed him. He watched as his outnumbered companions were killed or captured. He could have escaped but, like Jesus in the Garden of Gethsemane, he surrendered himself.
Rene Goupil was a young Frenchman who had failed to be admitted to the Jesuits because of poor health. Nevertheless, he studied medicine and came to Canada to help the missionaries.
Father Jogues’ slavery continued. Francis Parkman wrote, “He would sometimes escape and wander in the forest, telling his beads and repeating passages of Scripture. In a remote and lonely spot, he cut the bark in the form of a cross from the trunk of a great tree; and here he made his prayers.”
His days were passed in menial work, learning the language, and comforting Huron prisoners who were sometimes brought in. As opportunity offered, he baptized children he found dying. During the year, he baptized some seventy persons, New York State’s first Catholic baptismal record. He was taken on fishing and hunting expeditions, where he suffered much from hunger and exposure. On one of their fishing expeditions, the Mohawks took Father Jogues down river to the Dutch settlement at Albany.
When Father arrived at Albany, the Dutch helped him to escape and obtain passage down the Hudson River to New York City (New Amsterdam) and from there back to France.
The news of his return spread quickly and Father Jogues was honored by the Queen Regent, the mother of King Louis XIV. He also received special permission to celebrate Mass with the stumps of his fingers. When Pope Urban VII granted this exceptional privilege, he said, “It would be unjust that a martyr for Christ should not drink the blood of Christ.”
Unknown to Father Jogues, an epidemic had broken out in the Mohawk Village, caterpillars had eaten the crops and there was a threat of famine. The Mohawks blamed Father Jogues because he had left with them a mysterious box. He had showed them its contents, which consisted of personal necessaries, but he had locked it up and asked them to keep it. The Mohawks thought that a demon was concealed in the box, to bring upon them all manner of evils. They threw the box into the river.
In a letter to a friend written shortly before his last mission to the Mohawks, Father wrote,
My heart tells me that if I have the happiness of being employed in this mission, Ibo Et non redibo (I shall go and shall not return); but I shall be happy if our Lord will complete the sacrifice where He has begun it, and make the little blood I have shed in that land the earnest of what I would give from every vein of my body and my heart.
In a word, this people is “a bloody spouse” to me (Exodus iv, 25). May our good Master, who has purchased them in His blood, open to them the door of His Gospel, as well as to the four allied nations near them.
Father Jogues was completely unaware of the mounting tension and antagonism in the Mohawk village. He and Jean de la Lande, a lay missionary, once more started south for Auriesville. On the trail, near Lake George, a party of Mohawks captured them. They stripped Father naked, slashed him with their knives, beat him and then led him and Jean on to their village.
At Auriesville, Father’s arguments seemed to affect his hearers. “I am a man like yourselves,” he replied to their charges. “I do not fear death or torture. I do not know why you wish to kill me. I come here to confirm the peace and show you the way to Heaven, and you treat me like a dog.” In the councils, the majority were ready to give him his freedom, but the minority, members of the Bear clan, took matters into their own hands.
St. John Paul II requested this book. He said we need, “A collection of short biographies of the Saints and the Beatified of America, which can shed light on and stimulate the response to the universal call to holiness in America.” (Pope John Paul II, The Church in America).