“Women’s Death Battalions” have been formed, led by Bochkareva –whom Kerensky has already promoted to ensign.
According to the newspaper, Mrs Kerensky is to be designated a nurse in one of these batallions – she has decided to sit in the trenches!!
Petrograd. David R. Francis, the American Ambassador, issued to the press a long statement explaining the aims of the American Mission: See more
In a town as small as Anapa, the revolution should have been felt not only as a tremendous upheaval in the lives of all Russians in general, but also as a complete reshuffling of local relations. See more
A few days ago, I went around the cells in the morning…I was struck by one monster, whom I had encountered many times on the street, For several years, that face has had various associations for me. It turned out that it was Sobeshchansky, an officer in the gendarmes who used to attend executions. Now, in his cell, he is like a pitiful, sick monkey. See more
The government will under no circumstance agree to Ukrainian claims before the Constituent Assembly is convened. The autonomy of the Ukraine is a matter that concerns the entire Russian people. The Provisional Government received its power from all nations, and cannot take responsibility for the dissolution of Russia.
On the road from Tarnopol there were everywhere signs of disorganisation. The artillery of the Guard was seen halted in one village. The guns and horses were distributed without system, just where they happened to be unbuckled. There was no sentry over the guns. I can imagine how the unfortunate officers’ sense of order must suffer. In several places we passed transport wagons, the horses unhitched and tied up without food, while the men slept under a tree. See more
Everybody trembles before the vile committee of soldiers’ and workers’ deputies. Anarchy is coming to a head. The whole world despises us. The shame of it! I spent yesterday in a very gloomy frame of mind.
We were taken to the 703rd Suramsk Regiment. We drove up to a huge crowd of unarmed people, standing, sitting, and wandering around in a field behind the village. Dressed in tattered rags (their clothes were sold and squandered on drink), barefoot, foul, unkempt, and unwashed, they seemed to have reached the last stage of physical hardening. A division captain with a trembling lower lip and the regiment commander with the face of a condemned man met me. See more
It was a wonderful and warm day. From 10 o'clock on I gave Alexis a history lesson, and then we took a good walk in the park. After lunch we chopped down a huge fir tree in about the same place we were yesterday. It was very hot work, and the flies bothered us a lot, I also took a walk until dinner time.