COLETTE. Autographed letter signed, March 24, 1915, to Marguerite Moreno

  

Signed autograph letter, March 24, 1915, 5 pages in-8: 181 x 134, on blue and beige letter paper, accompanied by its envelope. Beautiful and rich letter from Colette to her friend Marguerite Moreno.

Colette is sick, alone in Paris with her 2-year-old daughter: "I have had the flu since. Since I haven't written to you. You see, the first symptoms of this flu, declared 48 hours ago, prevented me from writing to you? O Moreno, you yourself unworthy! I was waiting for the end of the war.

I would have liked to write to you: "Phew! It's over, I'm feeling better." But since I need you to write to me, I unroll my chubby rings, and I come to beg for a letter. In this letter, the specter of the Great War is invited through the wait for the return of her husband (Sidi): "We are suspended, him and me, on a deceitful eight-day leave, which is offered and taken away from him, like a candy on a string.

Robert, his brother, is behaving magnificently. Mentioned in his regiment's order, on the verge of being appointed sergeant, specializing in dangerous reconnaissance missions accomplished alone, he's a very nice kid." Henri de Jouvenel will be injured, Colette will then leave incognito to the front to find her husband. From this trip to hell, she will bring back poignant chronicles that will be published notably in the newspaper Le Matin. She mentions her teacher and mime partner Georges Wague: "That's the most pleasant thing you can say, for them - and for us, since we're going to rinse our ducts, as Wague says, with a new play.

I have too many things to tell you. And that's why I tell you nothing. Tabs marks on the margins of the pages and envelope.