April 24, 1889 JMJT
Jesus Wednesday April 89.
My darling little sister,
I come to ask you a favor, and it is to you that I am speaking, because I know that Les Buissonnets who now, alas! are deserts were once your domain.
Do you remember a book that Mrs. Tifenne gave me at the time of my 1st Communion?... It was entitled: “The young girl's bouquet”. This book must be in one of the drawers of the dresser of the poor little Father, I would be very happy if I could have it as soon as possible as well as another smaller one that those Primois ladies had given me. It's a brown book surrounded by a gold vignette, I believe it's meditations on the Eucharist. This book is on one of the shelves in the closet in Céline's bedroom (the one next to the door). Darling little sister, forgive me for asking you for this service!... If it were possible, you could perhaps explain to the maid what you want without going to Les Buissonnets yourself!...
It's incredible how now it seems to me that our ties have become closer, it seems to me that after our terrible ordeal we are even more Sisters than before!...
If you only knew how much I love you!... how I think of you all... Oh! it does so much good when one suffers to have friendly hearts whose echo responds to our pain!... How I thank Jesus for having given us such good parents... such kind little sisters. Our poor little sisters over there couldn't get tired the other day of telling us all the kindness you have for them. I saw that my little Marie's heart had touched my Céline's heart, and that made my poor heart very happy, because I love my Marie so much! they would find it difficult to answer what I think of it myself.
I hurry like a little madwoman without thinking that my poor pen does not know how to respond to my heart at all, and that no doubt I will be confused by not being able to be read.
Dear little sister, kiss for me all those I love so much, thank them for having spoiled us for Easter with the good chocolate, and the good Fish... Ah! I can't think of the fish... my uncle had something so PATERNAL that day, something out of the ordinary!... I'll never forget that parlor.
Your little sister who loves you.
Sr Therese of the Child Jesus
