The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1898-02-27
80 GENEVERES DIARY. o.
From the French of Marcel Provost.
BY MARY Amy of Salt Lake City,
THE BLUES.


Why is my heart so full Of heaviness
of blue devils" as poor Mother
Reine-des-Auges used to say in the
happy time when had only the little
vexations OF q pensionnaire-where I
was neither married. or-what was 1
going to write?-aH my joy of life to-
day is being a mother. Yes, all my
happiness lies in my splendid baby boy
Rene. nineteen months old. the blessed
cherub.
Mother Reine-des-Auges, who used
this word blues" to mean vague
things. obscure, depressing, which
weigh on the heart, without one beng
able 10 tell from Whence they came, or
what they are, has also invented
regime 10 combat these blues '-which
Is as follows:
One must shut themselves in their
room with pen and pencil in hand, be-
fore a sheet of immaculate paper.
Then one must closely scrutiniZe their
inner selves. BY looking hard one will
end, almost always, by discovering the
little devils. which torment one, each
in a different corner of the heart, that
is TO say, that the true causes of the
sadness unmask themselves. AS one
recognizes them, they must be noted
down as clearly as possible, on the
paper. and number opposite them, ac-
cording to their order of discovery.
The list ended, one must examine
each in detail, one must force oneself
to find remedy, one must try to be
resigned, TO pray a little. and most
always this effort viii suffice to bring
back peace of mind and good nature.
Alas, AS 1 grow old-tO be sure l
have not advanced very far on the way
u see more and more why this life is
IF
cry.
1t is that am free from the wise dis
cipline of the convent.
If one only knew how to bring them
into the worldly ways and the life of a
wife, what q strong woman one could
be, II is never too late to try to do
we'll. Let US try the remedy of Mother
Reine-des-Auges applied in the par
ticular case of Genevere Olivier, here
present. eX-pensionnaire of the Sacred
Heart, de Blois, today Countess Raoul
de Boistelle, % years of age. married
three years, provided with a love of a
baby whom I adore. and a wicked
yes. wicked husband whom, alas! l
adore also, for he is very charming.
Behold before me, the sheet Of white
paper, as directed. l take a. new pen.
/ sit down, the door of my chamber is
closed and bolted. Baby is asleep. his
nurse beside him. Raoui is at the club
(at 3 o'clock in the afternoon on Sun
day. possibly, he isl No one viii dis
turb me fer two hours. Let US COM
mence.
MY BLUES.
'First-It is Sunday, gloomy day, es-
pecially between luncheon and dinner.
II is horribly warm, and when it is too
warm, I simply cannot live.
Second.-Baby has a little pimple at
the corner of his mouth And besides.
for more than a week the precious one
has kept me uneasy. [ have always
been so proud of his health, and now
he is pale, is a little feverish. and nurse
says he does not sleep well.
Tbird.-Whitefern has ruined my
travelling gown. After ten fittings. he !
sent it home early this morning. while |
l was still asleep-no doubt so I could !
not try it on in the presence of his |
workwoman, who brought it I look /
frishtfully ridiculous in it. 1t is most I
annoying. My departure for Tallaires |
viii be delayed in consequence.
Fourth.-Finally the greatest, the 1
real blue devil" and the only one 1
which counts after all, is-well. I am
jealous, horribly jealous. Not a beastly /
jealousy, without a motive, for the |
pleasure of tormenting myself and tor
menting my husband. I have good rea-
sons.
To begin with, Raoul does not love
me any mora. If l should die, that
would make him sad, l suppose, but 1
think his tenderness would stop there.
It is so evident that / have him, that
he prefers to be where I am not. ct
breaks my heart 10 write such things,
but the system of the Mother Refine
des-Auges is exact, il is necessary a
sincere. rigorous examination of these
blue devils.'O
To cease to please ones husband is
@av- a, hrrf ic- all
ROaul pleases himself elsewhere. oh,
/ do not know exactly who is the wOm-
an who is taking him from me, nor just
TO what point she has succeeded. If
could know that. This is certain, that
some one is making the effort to sup
plant me.
My suspicious lie between a young
girl and a young woman.
= young girl Can one call this par
ticular girl by name given to us at
the convent. we, so innocent, so timld,
go reserved?
Mile Lucy de Giverny is one of these
ultra. worldly Parisians, who borrow
the manners of the new world, lack
ing the self-respect. for the American
girls. though they are great hirts, know /
how TO defend themselves.
Nile. Lucy de Giyerny goes out alone
driving. One encounters her in the
salon of the Champ dc Mars with
gentleman WHO SHOWS neI lNS PICTURES I
while the coupe OF Nine. Mere de Civ
erny waits before the porte Cochere;
this seems to answer for propriety. .
At a ball Nile de GNerny chooses a
cavalier TO her taste and iSolates her.
self with him in a corner: this is hab- ,
tual.
At the Avrezac's. night before last, {
Il was my husband who was the IA (
Vored one. And he was astonished. af- /
-erward. that I had a crying fit in the l
carriage. I
So there is Nademoiselle de Giverny
acress my horizon There is also 6
NJ dame IeeiaveapX. she * The WI, |
II an artist, little ash blond, pink and Z
White very pretty-too pretty Why 7
10 we receive in our world people who :
10 not belong TO it. as the DelaverauX :
people who have a past at the dairy, )
,Ublic balls rented rooms. studios? g
Where did he get his wife? Some say :
he was his model; that they lived to-
yether before they We're married q,
they are received every
where: he, because he has talent, is !;
Intelligent. and has made money. she, =
because she is so pretty that she '
hanees all the men into beasts; she
aly has 10 touch them with her fat
title hand.
All the women pay court TO Raoul.
)ieu, How ! wish he We're less fas-
mating: l should love him just as
much, and other people would not try S
o rob me.) Well. for a fortnight