Estelle Faguette was born at St. Memmie near Châlon-sur-Marne the 12th September 1843. At the beginning of the year 1876 in the village of Pellevoisin the department of the Indre, Estelle Faguette lay dying, at the age of 33, of pulmonary tuberculosis, of an acute peritonitis and an abdominal tumor. On the 10th of February 1876, one of the doctors consulted, Doctor Benard of Buzançais only gave her a few hours to live. During the night of the 14th-15th of February, she was the object, she affirmed, of an apparition of the Blessed Virgin which was to be followed during the year by the others.
The first part of the apparitions in Pellevoisin started in the night of February 14, 1876. A demon appeared at the foot of her bed. Just after Estelle spied the demon, she saw the Blessed Mother at her bedside. Our Lady rebuked the demon and he immediately departed. Our Lady then looked at Estelle and said to her: “Fear nothing, you are my daughter.” Mary told her to have courage for she was to suffer five more days in honor of the five wounds of Christ. On Saturday she would either be dead or be cured.
This night the Devil reappeared at the same moment as the Blessed Virgin. She said: ”Be not afraid, for I am here. This time my Son is showing His Mercy. He will let you have life; on Saturday you will be healed”. Then I said: ”My Mother, if I could choose I would rather die now as I am well prepared”. She answered with a smile: ”ungrateful, if My Son gives you life, it is because you need it. What other more Precious thing can He give the people on earth other than life? Don’t think that you will be free from suffering. No! you will suffer and not be free from troubles. This is what life brings. You have touched My Sons Heart by your self-denial and patience. Don’t loose those fruits by making the wrong choice. Did I not say that if He lets you live, you shall make My glory known?” At that moment I saw again the marble tile wrapped in white silk paper and I tried to pick some up, but this was impossible. The Blessed Virgin smiled and said: ”now we shall look at time past”. Her face looked a bit sad, but the gentle expression also remained. I was completely stunned at the mistakes I had made, which I thought were mild ones. I remain silent about what She said and just admit that She really told me off severely, which I know I deserved. I wanted to shout for forgiveness, but was unable to do so as I was overwhelmed with sorrow. I was beaten. The Blessed Virgin looked at me with an expression of goodness and then She disappeared without a word.
During this night, I again saw the Devil, but he was a long way away. The Blessed Virgin said: ”courage my child”. The telling off of the previous time come to my mind and I was frightened and shaking. The Blessed Virgin seeing my sorrow, said: ”That is all past; by your self denial you have put right the wrongs”. She showed me some of the good I had done, but that was so much less than the wrong. Seeing my sadness, The Blessed Virgin said: ”I am merciful and Mistress of My Son. The few good works and the intense prayers, which you offered me, have touched My Mother-heart, especially that letter which you wrote to me in September. What touched me most was the sentence: "See the misery of my parents, if I am no longer here, they will soon have to beg for their food. Remember what You suffered when Your Son Jesus Christ was nailed to the cross". I showed this letter to My Son. Your parents need you. In the future be faithful to this task. Don’t loose the graces you have been given and make My glory known".
That night, it seemed to me that she did not stay so long. I wanted to ask her for graces but was unable to do so. My thoughts were racing and I could see in my mind the words that the Blessed Virgin had repeated: “Do not be afraid of anything. You are my daughter and my Son has been moved by your resignation”; also the reproaches of my faults and their forgiveness, with her words: “I am all merciful and hold sway with my Son” as well as “ Have courage, patience and resignation; you will suffer and will not befree of troubles; try to be faithful and make known my glory”.
On this night the Blessed Virgin seemed to come closer and She reminded me of my promise. I also saw the large tile, with on each corner a golden rosebud, in the middle a golden heart pierced by a sword and with a crown of roses. Written on it were the following words: “I called to Mary in the depth of my despair. She pleaded with Her Son for me and gained my total healing for me”. She then said to me: “if you want to serve me, be simple and let your deeds prove your words". I asked Her if I was to change in any way or go to another place. She answered: ”wherever you are and whatever you do, you can gain blessings and can proclaim my glory”. Then She said very sadly: “ it saddens Me the most to see that people have no respect for My Son in The Holy Eucharist and the way the people pray whilst their minds are on other things. I say this to those who pretend to be pious.” I then asked Her if I should start straight away to proclaim Her glory. “Yes! Yes!, but first ask your Father confessor what he thinks. You will meet obstacles, be badly teased and people will say that you are mad and such like, pay no attention to them, be faithful to me and I shall help you”. Then She gently disappeared. There followed a dreadful period of great suffering. My heart seemed to jump out of my body and I had dreadful pains in my stomach and abdomen. Then I remembered that I was holding my rosary in my left-hand. I offered my suffering up to God. I did no know that this was the last bit of my illness. After a minutes rest I felt fit and well. Wondered what time it was and saw that it was 12.30. I felt healed, only my right arm was still useless. About 6.30 the Parish Priest came and I sat on the edge of my bed. ( Estelle had told him about these apparitions). “Don’t worry, I am going to say Holy mass and I’ll bring you Holy Communion, at which time you will be able to use your right hand to make the sign of the cross, I believe”. That is what happened. Father. Vernet later wrote in his book over Pellevoisin, that Estelle had lived through the experience of death and resurrection.
The second part of the apparitions in Pellevoisin started on Saturday the first of July. At quarter past ten in the evening and I was kneeled saying my evening prayers when I suddenly saw The blessed Virgin completely surrounded by light. She was dressed in white. She looked at something, crossed Her hands over her chest and smiled saying: “Stay calm my child, patience, it will be difficult for you, but I am with you”. I was so happy, but could say nothing. She stayed for a little time and said: ”Courage, I shall return”. Then She disappeared as She did in February.