From sr Genevieve (Celine) to sr Francoise-Therese (Leonie) - January 17, 1915

From sr Genevieve (Celine) to sr Francoise-Therese (Leonie) - January 17, 1915

Jesus +                             17th January 1915

Darling little Léonie,

I don’t want to wait for the little “cell” to arrive before sending my thanks to you and your dear Mother. I was so happy when I received the big parcel yesterday! I had already planned ahead and informed the Portress that, when a little box the size of a 10 centime box of matches arrived from Caen, she should hand it over to me and not give it to our Mother. Imagine my surprise when I received such a big and well-addressed parcel. Everything had been thought through . . . by your Mother. Give her a kiss from me, and thank her but tell her it really is too much. There are two pin boxes per Sister. I’m sure that, by the time we’ve emptied the box, I’ll be in heaven, and so will many others. I showed the parcel to Sr Marie of the Sacred Heart and her eyes opened wide. I won’t say more than that! She was astounded upon seeing the pin boxes, hoping that one of them might be for her.

I’m sending you a little calendar that our Mother gave us as a New Year’s gift. I don’t know whether you’re familiar with it.

The picture of the Holy Father, like the one I sent you, is very true to life. It’s the same portrait as the one that Mgr de Teil brought back from Rome. The Holy Father is small and thin, but extraordinarily intelligent. He doesn’t know the meaning of tiredness when it comes to intellectual toil.

On 10th December, at Les Buissonnets, little Andrée renewed her 1st Communion, a year after taking her 1st Communion in our chapel on 21st September. We feared that her parents would take her away.

Today’s edition of the newspaper “La Croix” and yesterday’s, I think, (or the day before yesterday’s), relates graces that “Thérèse” has granted to soldiers.

Goodbye, darling little sister, and thank you again.

Your grateful little sister

Sr Geneviève of St Teresa


I received your kind letter, too. It was passed on to me.