On the following day we passed the native village of Rasputin, and the family, gathered on the deck, were able to observe the house of the staretz, which stood out clearly from among the isbas.
There was nothing to surprise them in this event, for Rasputin had foretold that it would be so, and chance once more seemed to confirm his prophetic words.
During the trip along the Tura, I slept very little. Alix and I had one very uncomfortable cabin, and all the girls were together in the fifth cabin down the corridor. Further toward the bow was a good sitting room, and a small cabin with a piano. Second Class is under us, and this is where all the soldiers from the First Regiment who are traveling with us stay See more
On board the ship “Rus’”, on the river. I spent all day in bed, a sign of the heart. At around 10 o’clock we ran aground for ¾ of an hour on a sandbar. We stopped three times, to load up on firewood and milk and food for the soldiers. Aleksey and Tatyana gathered flowers on the bank of the river, the bank opposite Pokrovskoye.
Tending to the wounded at hospitals is sort of an obligatory ritual of our time, a patriotic duty, and girls fulfill it scrupuosly.
All Christian literature is asceticism on the surface and paganism beneath. These aspects, so to say, are locked in struggle. One can never triumph over the other. If paganism dies, so dies the sun, so dies the world. See more