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Project 1917 is a series of events that took place a hundred years ago as described by those involved. It is composed only of diaries, letters, memoirs, newspapers and other documents

Civil servants in state and social organizations who sabotage the work in the most important areas of people’s lives are declared enemies of the people. Their names from now on will be published in all Soviet publications, and lists of enemies of the people will be hung in all public spaces.

✍    Also today

A horrible cold has started. I am always freezing. In the morning, after the library, I go to the doctor, who tells me a bunch of unpleasant things. At lunch, a baron comes to visit to see if there were any news from mom. After lunch, at dusk, snow falls, and they play Schumann downstairs. We go to the doctor and then to the cinema. 

is reelected ballet-master of the Mariinsky Theatre

The time for talking is over. Anyone can see that our revolution is in danger. We are too inclined to react to events with generosity. Our opponents are gathering strength. The counter-revolutionaries are active throughout the country, winning converts to their ranks. Yet the greatest enemy is here, in Petrograd, ready to strike at our very heart. See more

I sent Captain Smith (the Embassy translator) yesterday to Trotsky to see if it was possible to come to some understanding with him with regard to the British subjects who want to leave Russia. Trotsky replied that in the note which he had addressed to me he had not intended to convey a threat and that I must make allowance for his ignorance of diplomatic language. See more

Today in the newspapers: the dispatch of sailors to guard Nicholas II, and the apparent failure of peace talks. It smells like they are going to bump Nicholas II off, like Dukhonin, which will help the regeneration of the monarchic principle.

Yesterday I received your letter and I thank you for it from my heart. It was such a joy to hear from you and to think how merciful is God to have given you this compensation. Your life in town must be more than unpleasant, confined in stuffy rooms, steep stairs to climb, no lovely walks possible, horrors all around you. Poor child! You know that in heart and soul I am near you, sharing all your pain and sorrow and praying for you fervently. See more