The diary of a Russian lady : $b reminiscences of Barbara Doukhovskoy (née princesse Galitzine)Dukhovskaia, Varvara
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The diary of a Russian lady : $b reminiscences of Barbara Doukhovskoy (née princesse Galitzine)
Dukhovskaia, Varvara
Russia -- Social life and customs; Voyages and travels
After having ordered a fire to be lit in our room, we went to present
ourselves to the Wunderfrau, who lives in a private house close to the
sanatorium. A number of people, coming from all parts of the world, sat
about waiting in the drawing-room. Frau Hohenmeister has wide-world
fame and works wonders. The doctoress welcomed us affably and gave me a
friendly pat, calling me all the time, “_Mein Kind, mein Schatz_.” She is
a short and fat woman, with a round face and round black eyes—in short,
she is round everywhere. My German being very elementary, I called to my
help all the German words I knew to answer the Wunderfrau’s questions.
That night, before going to bed, we devoured a whole box of caviare which
we had brought from Moscow, as we were to be put on diet the following
day.
Our cure began at six o’clock in the morning. First came a little wizen
old woman, badly named “Greti” (diminutive of Margaret), who brought us
a nasty drug which we swallowed with a grimace. At half-past six we had
to undergo a massage performed by Fräulein Zenzi, Frau Hohenmeister’s
pretty niece; at seven came the knock of the bathman (Herr Bademeister)
announcing that our baths were ready. The water in the bath was dark, and
smelt just like Grete’s mixture. We had to lie down in bed for twenty
minutes after our bath, and at eight o’clock Fräulein Zenzi reappeared
bringing a bottle bearing the inscription “Medicine,” and we had to
swallow a tablespoonful of that horrid physic every two hours. It was
only at ten o’clock that I got a cup of beef-tea, whilst Sergy (lucky
man) was allowed a cup of coffee. At eleven o’clock repetition of the
same broth with an egg, and a small roll in addition. At seven we went
down to dinner after the table-d’hôte, and returned to our attic feeling
very hungry, for the soup had been uneatable and the following dishes
quite tasteless, as our doctoress strictly forbids seasoning of any kind.
At nine o’clock we were obliged to go to bed, and at ten the gas was
turned out all over the house.
Sergy was not a very docile patient, and felt rebellious to the authority
of a person of the feeble sex, but I did all that the Wunderfrau ordered
me to do without protest.
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