A Daughter of Charity, she served the Mouffetard district, the poorest in Paris, for fifty-four years: a dispensary, a school, a nursery, a shelter for the elderly. During the barricades of 1848 she moved from one side to the other to tend the wounded, respected by all.
In their own words
I never pray so well as in the street.
Reported words, beatification process
A Daughter of Charity must be like a boundary-stone at the corner of a street, where all who pass may lay down their burden.