In the morning, as usual, I was visited by my dear children and grandchildren. We had breakfast with Prince Shervashidze and Dolgorukov, and afterwards walked in the garden with them and with the children. See more
It was warm, but rather dull and gloomy, which suited how I felt inside. It makes things no better to talk about what has happened. Everything is turned upside down, and Trotsky and Lenin are issuing ultimatums to the Allies left and right, so I have quite given up trying to understand anything.
It’s my birthday, which brings me no comfort and nobody else any happiness. At 12 o’ clock they gathered in my room for prayer, which all my siblings came for, including Irina and Felix – he finally arrived during the night. See more
It was so scary to hear his stories about the events in Petersburg, especially about how cruelly they treated the unlucky cadets; they gouged out their eyes, cut off their ears and noses, and then drowned them in the river.
They are saying that Ukraine has declared itself an independent republic uniting nine gubernias: Kievskaia, Podol’skaia, Volynskaia, Chernigovskaia, Khar’kovskaia, and also Tavricheskaia, not including Crimea itself. How very funny and stupid this is.
Our commissar Vershinin and Zhorzheliani returned from Sevastopol and told us a few things, including the fact that the Winter Palace has been half destroyed and looted, with the chambers of my beloved Nicky and Alika particularly afflicted by the latter – what infamy! See more
Those brutes ripped Serov’s magnificent portrait of Nicky from its frame and threw it out of the window, and when some boy picked it up, wishing to salvage it, the scoundrels snatched the canvas from his hands and ripped it to shreds.
There is currently no government to speak of. We’re like a ship sailing through stormy waters without aim or direction. Kerensky has vanished and Bolsheviks have got their paws on everything.
As before, I have been getting up late, but every morning, I am visited by my dear children and grandchildren. Later I went out onto my balcony again. The weather is beautiful, but nothing brings me joy anymore. I suddenly felt ill and for some reason I was sick. See more
Ksenia has received a letter from poor little Olga in Tobolsk. The letter made me happy, but I also felt sad, as it is clear, from reading between the lines, how cheerless their life is, and how happy they are to be allowed outside without their jailors. The very thought of them causes me genuine suffering.
Мы получили печальное известие о том, что военный корабль «Слава» затонул в районе Моонзунда, но, к счастью, большинство членов экипажа спаслись. На борту «Петропавловска» произошел мятеж, и четырех офицеров убили самым подлым образом, сперва подвергнув их пыткам! Никак не верится, что эти добронравные матросы вдруг стали настоящими чудовищами, хуже зверей!
It was 17 degrees outside, so I could stay for a bit longer on my balcony. The dentist, Kostritskiy, paid me a visit to say farewell before his trip to Tobol’sk. See more
He made a very good impression on me and moved me with his immeasurable devotion to Nika whom he adores. I was so overcome with emotion after our chat!
The weather was wonderful, warm, and I sat for a while on my balcony. Ksenia went to Yalta, to Kostritsky the dentist. He was allowed to go to Tobolsk, to my poor Niki. Polyakov has been discharged from hospital, but he still looks terribly pale and haggard. He is much weakened.
I feel my strength wilting all the same, I’ve weakened considerably. My only distraction are the visits from Doctor Meriamson, who always brings some news. See more
He brought the newspaper “Russkyoe slovo”, and so everyone quickly gathered around me. They’d written about the importance of creating a coalition, though all the unpleasant parties, the archival Bolsheviks and bombers are opposed to it.
In the last few days I learned that my mother had pneumonia, and went through it standing upright, and then contracted an inflammation in her middle ear. She is feeling better now, thank God. Since Kornilov’s speech they have been under even tougher arrest.
Thankfully, the beautiful weather of the past few days has returned, though I still feel myself to be “good for nothing,” as they say in English. See more
The ladies have departed for Yalta. Sonya Den came by for tea—she has received a postcard from Tobolsk from little Olga. She writes that the ride was smooth, but they then had to spend an entire week on board the ship because those rascals didn’t even bother to prepare a house for them. How outrageous, how scandalous! And it is frightfully cold there. The poor things! How awful and despicable it all is!
I cannot describe the extent to which I long for my sweet little dog. It seems to have become more unbearable! It is very hot, I have not left the house at all and do not feel like doing anything.
My beautiful Chifu died last night. What grief! Both my Cossaks were very compassionate, they brought her to me in a basket. We buried my beautiful Chifu after tea.
It is the birthday of dear Mama and our Iferie. The weather was delightful and hot. During the day we cut down three small trees and sawed them up and another two older ones which had fallen. The work was hard. At six o'clock we went to services and vespers. I read aloud as usual. Yesterday evening Kerensky suddenly came from the city and stopped in person. See more
It appears that the whole government is falling apart; he himself has tendered his resignation and is awaiting a decision which must come at the conference meeting of the different parties which are all meeting in the Winter Palace.