From Mme Martin to her brother Isidore CF 11 - January 12, 1865.


From Mme Martin to her brother

January 12, 1865

I wrote you a five-page letter two weeks before the first of the year, but you probably didn’t receive it since you haven’t mentioned it. That upset me a little.

The entire family is well. I thought that the little girls were getting the measles, but it was only a bad cold. Little Léonie is walking by herself at last. Little Hélène is doing very well, and she’s as beautiful as an angel. I went to see her at the first of the year, and, I want you to know, I miss her terribly. I think of her all the time. She has a good, healthy wet nurse (for the first time, Zélie had to entrust her baby to a wet nurse).

Marie, Pauline and Léonie received beautiful New Year’s gifts. The Mademoiselles X spoiled them and are always very kind to us. Mademoiselle Pauline R (Romet) gave her goddaughter a pretty doll. My little Pauline is always very funny. She likes to tease Marie. Every day she points to your portrait while saying, “That’s my godfather. He’s handsome, my godfather. Look, Marie, he has hair on his head and yours doesn’t.” She says this because her grandfather is bald.

I don’t know what else to tell you because I’m too distracted. I hear everyone talking at the same time.

Louis asked me to send you his compliments. He just reprimanded me for not answering your letter sooner. I would have written to you, but you see, I wasn’t very happy. You hadn’t said one word to me about my letter, me, who stayed up so late to write it and who was so tired.

I wish you a happy New Year, good health and Heaven as late as possible, because I believe that you’ll only enter it willingly when you have no other choice....

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