Memories of My Life: Being My Personal, Professional, and Social Recollections as Woman and Artist — John Shaqi
Memories of My Life: Being My Personal, Professional, and Social Recollections as Woman and ArtistBernhardt, Sarah
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Memories of My Life: Being My Personal, Professional, and Social Recollections as Woman and Artist
Bernhardt, Sarah
Actors -- Biography; Bernhardt, Sarah, 1844-1923; Women -- Biography
The Archbishop of Paris, Monseigneur Sibour, was paying a round of
visits to some of the communities and ours was among the chosen ones.
The news was told us by Mother Ste. Alexis, the senior, who was so tall,
so thin, and so old that I never looked upon her as a human being, or as
a living being. It always seemed to me as though she were stuffed and as
though she moved by machinery. She frightened me and I never consented
to go near to her until after her death.
We were all assembled in the large room which we used on Thursdays.
Mother Ste. Alexis, supported by two lay Sisters, stood on the little
platform and, in a voice that sounded far, far off, announced to us the
approaching visit of monseigneur. He was to come on Ste. Catherine’s
Day, just a fortnight after the speech of the Reverend Mother.
Our peaceful convent was thenceforth like a beehive in which a hornet
had entered. Our lesson hours were curtailed, so that we might have time
to make festoons of roses and lilies. The wide, tall armchair of carved
wood was uncushioned, so that it might be varnished and polished. We
made lamp shades covered with crystalline. The grass was pulled up in
the courtyard ... and I cannot tell what was not done in honor of this
visitor.
Two days after the announcement made by Mother Ste. Alexis the programme
of the _fête_ was read to us by Mother Ste. Sophie. The youngest of the
nuns was to read a few words of welcome to monseigneur. This was the
delightful Sister Séraphine. After that Marie Buguet was to play a
pianoforte solo by Henri Herz. Marie de Lacour was to sing a song by
Louise Puget, and then a little play in three scenes was to be given,
entitled, “Toby Recovering His Eyesight.” It had been written by Mother
Thérèse. I have now before me the little manuscript, all yellow with age
and torn, and I can only just make out the sense of it and a few of the
phrases.
The little play was read to us by Mother Ste. Thérèse one Thursday, in
the large assembly room. We were all in tears at the end, and Mother
Ste. Thérèse was obliged to make a great effort in order to avoid
committing, if only for a second, the sin of pride.
Scene I. _Toby’s_ farewell to his blind father. He vows to bring back to
him the ten talents lent to _Gabelus_, one of his relatives. Scene II.
_Toby_, asleep on the banks of the Tiber, is being watched over by the
_Angel Raphael_. Struggle with a monster fish which had attacked _Toby_
while he slept. When the fish is killed the angel advises _Toby_ to take
its heart, its liver, and its gall, and to preserve these religiously.
Scene III. _Toby’s_ return to his blind father. The angel tells him to
rub the old man’s eyes with the entrails of the fish. The father’s
eyesight is restored, and when _Toby_ begs the _Angel Raphael_ to accept
some reward the latter makes himself known, and in a song to the glory
of God, vanishes to heaven.
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