My darling beloved, how are you? We are all well, walk much in the yard, and have a little hill down which we can slide. There is much frost these days so Mama sits at home. You will probably get this in February, so I congratulate you on your name day. God help you in future and bless you. We always remember and speak of you. May God guard all your ways. Don't be sad, dear. All will be well, and we shall be together again. I kiss you tenderly.
My darling and dear: Thank you tenderly for your little gift. It was so nice to have it, reminding me especially of you. We remember and speak of you often, and in our prayers, we are always together. The little dog you gave is always with us and is very nice. We have arranged our rooms comfortably and all four live together. See more
We often sit in the windows looking at the people passing, and this gives us a distraction... We have acted little plays for amusement. We walk in the garden behind high planks.
God bless you. An.
My dear Katya!
I am sending you a view of the Governor’s House. On this balcony, we often sat for long periods of time. Our windows face the street behind the trees on the corner. See more
The windows that look out onto the balcony are nearest to the street - this is our big hall, well, here. It is sometimes cold where we are, and then it is good and warm.
A big hello to everyone.
All and all the best, Katya, my dear.
Kisses. Yours A.
Three years ago Germany declared war on us; how I wish all had survived those three years! God help and save Russia. It was very hot. I took a short walk with Tatiana, MarieThird daughter of Nicholas II and Anastasia, and again a whole patrol from the Third Infantry Regiment came along. We worked in the same place as before. We cut down three trees and finished yesterday's fir tree. Now I am reading the novel by Merezhkovsky, Alexander I.
We expected that a son would be born, but the birth of a fourth girl did not, to any extent, reduce the love of her relatives to her. She was not even a year old, but she already managerd to win universal affection with her amusing manners, her cheerful character and a sonorous laugh. She really is a Shwybzick. At thirteen, Anastasia began to get fat, despite the fact that she moved a lot. In addition, she was much shorter than her sisters. See more
Quite unexpectedly for me, the girl lost all interest in studying. Teachers defined this as laziness. But I’m not so sure. It seems to me that the books themselves did not represent anything special to her. She really wanted to face real life. I know that many things concerned her and she could not stand the escort of Cossacks who always accompanied them during their walks. She did not like many other things, but all of these did not overshadow her fun. This is exactly how I remembered her - overflowing with energy, playful, always laughing with her ringing laughter - sometimes for no apparent reason - and still this is the best kind of laughter. She has a heart of gold
Anastasia turned 16 today. How quickly time flies… I am dwelling upon the past. I must think of everything more calmly. What is there to do? If the Lord sends us such hardships, then he clearly believes we are prepared to meet them. They are a test in their own way—we need to show that we have not passed through them in vain. See more
There is something good, something useful, in everything; whatever our sufferings may be—let it be so. He will send us strength and patience, and He will not abandon us. He is merciful. We need only bow meekly before His will and wait—there, on the other side. He prepares for all who love Him unspeakable joy.
It became wonderful weather, although it was a cooler day. I took a walk from 11 to 12 while Alexis played on the island. After breakfast we went out into the garden at 2 o'clock. Some of the workers helped me, chopping and sawing firewood. See more
Dear Tatiana turned 20 years old. I walked to Mass with Tatiana, Marie and Anastasia. Korovichenko was one of the officers of the army guards. The weather had become lovely. During the day we went out for two hours. I went with the children to work in the forest. See more
It was a warm, overcast day. I went for a walk until 11 o'clock with Olga, Anastasia and Alexis. We had lunch at 12 o'clock. During the day we spent three hours in the garden, on the island and the pond. See more
Towards the end it started to rain, and it continued until 8 o'clock. The aroma coming in through the windows was wonderful. Today is the anniversary of the Army attack on the south-western front. How different my sentiments were from what they are now.
Luncheon: Cold hors d’oeuvre, risotto with bouillon, pies, baked potatoes, roast meat, salad, brandy snaps.
Today the Tsesarevich told me: “Father gave us an exam. He remained very unhappy and said: “What did you learn?”" The young girls offered their services as teachers, and the crowned parents followed their example. The Emperor took upon himself the task of teaching history and geography, the Empress - God’s law and German, Iza - English, Nastenka - the history of art and music. See more
This is very good, as it engages them and brings a cultural stream into their democratised way of life. This was even noticed by one of the junior officers, who alternately guard the Emperor. He believes that they have just come down from the pedestal, and the Sovereign will gradually get used to his present way of life, if only his habits, his walks, tea at five o’clock in the evening and other meals will be allowed to him.
It was a bright day. At 11 o'clock I went to Mass with Olga, Tatiana and Alexis. Marie and Anastasia's temperature fell to normal, but towards evening Marie's rose a little bit. I went for a two hour walk; I walked and worked and delighted in the weather. I returned home at 4:30. I sat for a long time with the children. In the evening we sat with Anna and others.
“Lili, are you asleep?"
During the night we got up and looked out of the windows. A huge gun had been placed in the courtyard.
"How astonished Papa will be!” whispered Anastasie.
We stood for a few minutes watching the weird scene. It was so bitterly cold that the sentinels were dancing round the gun in order to keep warm. Their figures were sharply defined against the arc-lights; in the distance we heard shouts of drunken voices and occasional shots—and so the night passed.