My empress; twenty-three years of intimate life with the empress of all the Russias from her marriage to the day of her exileMouchanow, Marfa
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My empress; twenty-three years of intimate life with the empress of all the Russias from her marriage to the day of her exile
Mouchanow, Marfa
Alexandra, Empress, consort of Nicholas II, Emperor of Russia, 1872-1918
None of the numerous members of the Imperial family, who were nearly
all in Petrograd, manifested a desire to see the chief of their race;
on the contrary, in many cases they went over to the cause of the
Revolution, as, for instance, the Grand Duke Cyrill, who was the first
to lead the troops of which he had the command to the Duma, to swear
allegiance to the new government. But several members of the former
household of the unfortunate sovereigns came to put themselves at
their disposal, among others old Madame Narischkine, the Mistress of
the Robes of the Empress, who, though she had never been liked by the
latter, remained faithful to her to the end, and even petitioned to be
allowed to go to Siberia with her, a request which was refused her by
the government.
The Czar accepted all these irksome regulations with complete
indifference. He used to take long walks with Count Benckendorff and
Prince Dolgoroukoff, with whom he chatted the whole of the time with
the most complete unconcern. He did not seem to mind in the very least
the presence of the men deputed to escort him during these walks, but
on the contrary made it a point to thank them when they had brought
him home, and to exchange a few words with them. He used to read the
papers very regularly, and seemed always anxious to learn what was
going on at the Front. The Empress, on the contrary, refused absolutely
to submit to the irritating restrictions imposed upon her, and during
the whole time that she was kept at Czarskoi Selo never once went out
of the Palace, not caring to take her walks under the watchful eyes
of an escort. She treated everybody with complete disdain. When the
Czar entered the room where she generally sat with her children, she
made him a deep and respectful curtsey, and immediately quitted the
apartment, before the officer on duty had an opportunity to request
her to do so. She had never got over the fact of Korniloff having
ordered her to stand up whilst he had read to her the orders of the
new government, and more than once in her conversations with me had
referred to this cruel humiliation, repeating, “Can you imagine! He
made me stand up, me, the Empress of Russia,” and she did not care to
incur a similar humiliation a second time. Though she was repeatedly
told that her health required her to be in the open air, especially
when spring arrived, she would not listen to any remonstrances on the
subject, but kept strictly indoors, snatching only breaths of fresh
air from her window which she used to keep wide open, and beside which
she sat working at garments and bandages for soldiers, which she asked
me to forward to the Red Cross. She never opened a book or glanced at a
paper, and except needlework her only occupations consisted in going to
church and giving lessons to her youngest children. She refused every
kind of sympathy and remained silent and forlorn in her misery until
the day when she was told that she was about to exchange her present
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