SAINT MAURICE

Saint Martyr
Moritz (Maurice)
Commander
of the Theban Legion of the Roman Army
of Emperor Maximian Herculius

Translated
By
Meleka Habib Youssef

from
LES SAINTS D’EGYPTE
Lectures édifiantes, instructives, agréables
Par Le R.P. Père Paul Cheneau, d’Orléans
Docteur en Droit canonique
Jerusalem
Couvent des RR.PP. Franciscains
Custodie de Terre-Sainte
1923


Under the fair rule of the meek Constance-Chlore who was emperor for a year from 305 to 306, the Valais, which is today a Swiss canton in the upper valley of the river Rhone, was a dependancy of the Gauls.
The region of the Gauls was the most important region of the Roman Empire. France, Belgium, Switzerland, and a part of Germany, are today in the lands of the ancient Gauls.
That region had nearly remained sheltered from the persecutive measures which were then taken against the Christians; with the exception of some old decrees which could have been re-established through the tyranny of the chief of a certain village, or the excessive zeal of a subordinate.
Diocletian was born in the year 245 in Dalmatia, near Salona, of an obscure family. He had accessed to the throne in the year 284, and thought it advisable on the third year of his reign, to join to himself his old colleague in the army, Maximian Herculius.
Maximian Herculius was the son of a peasant from the ancient region of Europe called Sirmium, which today is Hungary. He had been so much distinguished in the army by his courage, that having attracted the attention of the emperor Diocletian, the latter associated him to the empire, giving him the West, with Milan as residence.
He made him Caesar and sent him to the Gauls in order to fight against Amandus who had proclaimed himself emperor together with his colleague Aelianus in theyear 285. These two were behind the insurrection of the rebellious peasants that were named the Bagaudes.
The prefects who were mandated by Diocletian, exceeded in their barbarism all that could be imagined. The executioners teared the bodies of the victims with pieces of broken glass until every trace of skin had disappeared. Women were exposed, completely nude, being suspended by one foot in the air, having their heads down, during a whole day. Two trees that were distant apart, were forcibly brought near one another, then the victim was tied by one foot to each tree, and then the trees were left to return to their natural position; and the body would be divided and the entrails spread on the ground.
Maximian spent some months in the north of Italy in order to gather his troops, and then he crossed the Alps and set up his camp in Valais. A troop of numerous Egyptian soldiers, horsemen and infantrymen reinforced his army. These were valiant, hardened, and untiring men who were all originated from Egypt from the Thebaid province of which they were the frontier guards. All of them were Christians, having fiery faith. They were firmly and in all loyalty, ready to serve the emperor, but they also were firmly decided not to sacrify any of their beliefs. While they were in the army, they knew how to render to Caesar what belongs to Caesar, and to God what belongs to God.
So the troops were camping in the open country, in the valleys between the mountains. Some were in Octodure, an ancient capital city in Helevetia, which is today called Martigny; and the others at Agaune, which is today St. Maurice (St. Moritz) in Valais, Switzerland, four miles far from the lake Leman, (or lake of Geneve). But the way was narrow and tough; because the river Rhone that runs like a fool amidst the steep rocks, hardly respected the small edge of the path that was followed by the traveller. Once this pass is crossed, the country opens wide enough amidst the dominationg summits. There Agaune was established, and the soldiers set up their camp very near to the place.
Before the confrontation with the enemy, and according to a spread custom, Maximian ordered a general sacrifice in order to obtain for his troops the protection of the guardian gods, and also perhaps in order to get sure of the faithfulness of his men by making them take oaths. The Christian conscience could not oppose taking oaths, were it not for the accompanying idolatric prayers. Sacrificing to the idols is absolutely reprobable by the Christian conscience.
Having the choice between Caesar’s command and God’s law, the Thebans did not hesitate for a moment, and refused to take part in a ceremony that hurt their conscience. In fact, this was counted as committing a serious transgression of discipline; it was immediately reported to the emperor, who became terribly angry; and swore to make the Theban regiment respect his decrees. To this end, he resorted to a punishment which the military Roman code had always provided, although it was exceptionally practised, that was decimation. So the Theban soldiers appeared before all the troops that have come for the occasion from Octodure (Martigny) and from others places. After balloting on their names, the tenth soldier was first beaten with sticks, and then beheaded.
Far from being terrorised by this bloody show, those who survived dod not stop praying and exhort themselves to the great sacrifice. Their chiefs went from rank to rank in order to encourage those whom they considered as their children: Moritz (or Maurice) the chief commander, Exuper the instructor of the troops, and Candide the senator did not cease to excite them to confess their faith without fear, and to die, till the last one if that was needed, following the example of their comrades who had suffered martyrdom.
Being inspired by their leaders, they signed a letter, written by their commanders to the emperor; that was altogether a very clear, very firm and very courteous declaration of faith which admirably expressed the feelings of their souls. Here is nearly its content:
“Illustrious caesar, we sincerely declare that we are your soldiers, but we are at the same time the servants of God. We owe to you the service of the army; and to Him, the innocence of our hearts. We receive from you our daily salary, He will recompense us at the end of our lives. Illustrious emperor, we cannot obey any orders that are opposed to the cult which is solely due to God, our Creator, our master and your master too, whether you are willing or not. So long as your commands will not be contradictory to His law, we shall obey them in all faithfulness, as we have done till the present time. In the contrary case, we shall obey God rather than you. Do not be offended by that; because we have first been sworn to the King of heaven, before anything else. We are not rebelling; we have weapons and could have used them to sell our lives very expensively; we prefer to die while being innocent, rather than to live while being guilty. We are ready to endure whatever sufferings you order, we are Christians and we highly confess it.”
After this reading, Maximian turned pale with anger; he considered this calm and loyal letter as an insult; he felt all the instincts of the human beast surging from the depth of his soul, and instantly commanded a second decimation of the Theban troops. The soldiers who were named, without boasting, fearlessly went forward towards the executioners, got rid of their weapons, threw their casks and their breastplates down on the ground; and then offered their backs to the sticks and their heads to the sword.
When the troops were assembled, while they were still under the spell of unspeakable emotion, and had already been diminished, they were again asked to sacrifice victims in honour of the protective gods during war. Not a single man went forward; and because of their unanimous rejection, Maximian, whose cruelty regarding the troops was legendary, ordered to execute them till the last one.
It was then an immense slaughter, a foolish hecatomb, a real butchery; corpses littered the valley of Agaune (St. Moritz) that was bathed in their blood.
After having finished their sinistral task, the executioners shared the belongings of the victims. That was a gratification which Rome granted to the executioners in order to keep their zeal and loyalty always awake. It is according to this law that the executioners at the Calvary, shared the clothes of our Lord Christ, and casted lots on his tunic. During the massacre of Agaune, it is well beleivable that the emperor and the superior officers had shut their eyes and left to the executioners all the equipment and the personal belongings of their victims. One can think of the joy of these human brutes, who were partly intoxicated by killing, when they saw the unhoped for fortune that had come to them. Therefore, they assembled to concert and finish that memorable day with an unprecedented carousing.
It is then that a veteran named Victor, who was travelling in the country, passed nearby them. As they were excited through drinking and good food, they invited him to share their riot. The traveller simply turned away their invitation, either because he was in a hurry to arrive at the end of his voyage, or that the exalted condition of the soldiers left a bad impression on him. Briefly these people considered his refusal as an insult, laughed at his reasons, and took hold of him as they wanted to force him to revelry. Victor objected. As they could not understand his refusal to share their feast, and having nothing in mind but the Christians, they supposed that this individual was himself too one of the damned sect. They questionned him sharply. They had rightly guessed, Victor was a Christian; he admitted it, affirmed it, and highly confessed it amidst the whooping and the howling voices of the drunk soldiers. They hurled themselves upon him and killed him like a vulgar Theban. This veteran of the army of the empire shared the destiny of his comrades in the active service, and entered with them to the triumphant legions of paradise.
The greatest part of the corpses were thrown in the Rhone river and were taken away in its rapid course. The relics of saint Moritz were deposed by the Rhone on the shore at Vienna where they were honoured in great pomp.