It is reported from the active army, which is stationed on some sectors of the Riga front, that Germans were firing huge quantities of black gases. Eyewitnesses say that gas waves completely cover the sky and fill the air.
It gets dark, like in the late twilight. Nothing is seen ahead. These gases are harmless, and lately Germans are firing combined waves of black gases with colourless, suffocating ones. As the enemy continues to use black gases, our soldiers adapt to them.
Imperceptibly August changed into September. And it was so cozy that I did not want to go anywhere from Zet. It rained at night, but the days were sunny. From the first day of the month, leaves began to gradually turn yellow, red and orange, while others remained fresh, green, contrasting with the sometimes bright red leaves and maple trees, which were bright yellow from top to bottom, thus creating a striking motley and magnificent outfit. See more
It's amazing how behind such an ordinary town of Sablin there was such a beautiful countryside: cliffs, dachas, a river.
Walking around the neighborhood I thought how beautiful the northern autumn was, and that, in fact, every autumn should instill some sadness in the heart, for all of this is dying. But I’m going south at the end of the month, to Kislovodsk, to the sun, and so for me, the beauty did not conjure a rainy November and long dark nights, and I watched the surrounding beauty with an easy heart. Every five days I went to the city as to settle any personal businesses, and also as to buy myself sweets and English cigarettes (oh, how difficult and expensive to get them now!), and every time returned back home with a particular pleasure.
Once, at the finale, when he made his final jump, when he is chased by the soldier who hits him on the head, the audience rose with a scream, and I did too, although I had already seen Scheherazade more than a hundred times. In that final jump, Vaslav, with the briefest touch of his head on the floor, flung himself into the air by the action of his neck-muscles, quivered, and fell. I ran back stage, but there was Vaslav practising entre-chats! So convincing had his execution been that we all thought he was hurt.
But what I had been dreading all the time finally happened. Since the detectives were officially admitted to the theatre, and supervised the stage, curiously enough no more accidents occurred. I shall never forget the astonished faces of the management of the Russian Ballet when they asked, as they thought, some loafing strangers to leave, and were shown the detectives' badges. One evening when Petrouchka was given, during the last scene, when Petrouchka shows himself to the magician from the top of the Puppet Theatre, the thing happened. Suddenly the whole structure began to shake, as in an earthquake, and Vaslav pitched forward. He did not lose his presence of mind, and endeavoured to leap clear. From that height he would undoubtedly have injured his leg on landing, but Cecchetti, risking his own safety, sprang forward and caught Vaslav in his arms.
The investigation proved that the scenery had never been fastened. The signal had been given to begin the ballet before the stage hand could fasten it firmly enough.In spite of all the attacks that were made on him, even now Vaslav did not complain. He merely said, "Do not blame them. They do not realise what they are doing”.
Is anyone buying paintings these days? Maybe there are some buyers, but hardly any merchants. At least, almost all major metropolitan painting merchants deny their customers sales, especially if the painting is the work of some ancient master. See more
- Now there’s no point in selling valuables, - one merchant told me. - You do not know the price for which you can buy things. For some time now I have been buying things, but I do not sell anything…
Our Party is ahead of the other internationalist parties; this is a fact now. And it is in duty bound to take the initiative, to come forward with a programme answering questions about imperialism. It will be a scandal and a shame if we do not do this. See more
Our Party must come forward with a programme—that is the only way we can promote the cause of the Third International in deeds instead of words.
It was a nice warm day. Mass was at 11 o'clock. We took a walk both during the morning and during the day. During the morning I finished the book In the Forest and began On the Mountain; they were both well written.