Summoned into their presence, I found Maria Fyodorovna weeping uncontrollably in her seat; he, meanwhile, was on his feet, stock-still, gaze fixed on the floor, cigarette (naturally) in hand. We embraced. I didn’t know what service I could render him. His calmness testified to the fact that he was firmly convinced of the rectitude of his decision, although he did reproach his brother Mikhail Alexandrovich for leaving Russia without an Emperor when he refused the throne. See more
“Misha shouldn’t have done that,” he concluded sententiously. “I wonder who could have possibly given him such an odd piece of advice.”
This remark, coming from a man who’d just surrendered one-sixth of the world’s landmass to a handful of undisciplined soldiers and striking workers, robbed me of the power of speech.
Receiving in the post a book from Switzerland, I guessed that I’d find a letter inside the cover… And so it proved. I found a little note penned by Ilyich... as well as a photograph of him. See more
The note said something like the following: “We cannot wait any longer, it’s pointless to pin any hopes on the possibility of getting to Russia by legal means. But we must get to Russia at once – whatever the cost. The only possible plan is as follows: find a Swede that looks like me. But, since I don’t know Swedish, the Swede must be deaf and dumb. I enclose my photograph just in case.”
The third session of the Provisional Government. We met at the ministry of internal affairs, the location of Prince Lvov’s residence. We sat, sensing the grave glances of a dozen of former ministers of the old regime, whose portraits were hanging on the walls. I believe that it was there, surrounded by the portraits of former rulers and not by the excited mob in the Duma, that each of us suddenly realised for the first time the full degree of his involvement in what has happened in Russia in the last couple of days, and the horrible weight of responsibility that lay on us. See more
By the end of the meeting, we have agreed that in order to create a new machine of government we needed to first of all establish a connection with dependable people in the provinces and to allow them to take the places of former governors to reform the mechanism of local governance. Where such people could not be found, to immediately send appropriate representatives from Petrograd.
The meeting of artists at the Gorky's place
Dear friends, what an exciting time! . . . We’re all "going crazy" here. We don’t sleep. We don’t sit still. We run around encouraging the Norwegians to rebel. It's hard not to immediately go to Russia! Your slogan "civil war" has fully paid off! I see it everywhere. I want to tightly, firmly shake your hand. Anyway, you must be high spirits. Rejoice! All the best to both of you!
From the very first minutes, as soon as the news of the February Revolution came, Ilyich began to rush to Russia. It is necessary to go illegally, there are no legal ways. But how?Ilyich couldn’t sleep from the moment the news of the revolution came, and at night the most improbable of his plans were built. You can fly on an airplane. But this could only be conjured up in a sleepless, hallucinating state of mind. When it was said out loud, the impossibility, the unreality of this plan became clear. It is necessary to get a passport of some foreigner from a neutral country, a Swede is the best: a Swede will cause less suspicion. See more
A Swedish passport can be obtained through Swedish comrades, but not knowing the language can interfere with the plan. Perhaps, the Swede can be mute? But its it’s easy to slip up. “You will fall asleep, see Mensheviks in a dream and start swearing: bastards, bastards! And so the conspiracy will be lost,” I laughed.
Sweet, beloved Treasure.
What relief and joy it was to hear your precious voice only one heard so badly and one listens now to all our conversations. This morning only read the manifest and later another from M. People are beside themselves with misery and adoration for my Angel. A movement is beginning amongst the troops. Fear nothing from Sunny, she does not move -- does not exist. Only I feel and foresee glorious sunshine ahead. See more
God knows what goes on -- here rifles choose their own Commanders and behave abominably to them, don't salute, smoke in the faces of their officers. Don't want to write all that goes on, so hideous it is. The invalids upstairs and downstairs know nothing of your decision -- fear to tell them and also vet unnecessary.
You, my love, my Angel dear, cannot think of what you have and are going through -- makes me mad.
Revolution in Germany, W. killed, Son wounded, one sees all over the freemasons movement.
Live with you, love and adore you. Kiss and embrace so tenderly fondly. God bless and keep you now and ever. Get somebody to bring a line -- have you plans more or less for the moment: God on high will help and new krestopoklonnaya coming. Hold you tight, tight, your very own Wify.
Only this morning we knew that all given over to M. and Baby now safe - such comfort.