Thirteen years at the Russian court: (a personal record of the last years and death of the Czar Nicholas II. and his family)Gilliard, Pierre
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Thirteen years at the Russian court: (a personal record of the last years and death of the Czar Nicholas II. and his family)
Gilliard, Pierre
Nicholas II, Emperor of Russia, 1868-1918; Romanov, House of; Soviet Union -- History -- Revolution, 1917-1921 -- Personal narratives
_Tuesday, February 26th._--His Majesty asked me to help him to do
his accounts and draw up a family budget. He has saved a little
from his “toilet allowance.”
_Wednesday, February 27th._--The Czar said jokingly that, since
everyone is appointing committees, he is going to appoint one to
look after the welfare of his own community. It is to consist of
General Tatichtchef, Prince Dolgorouky, and myself. We held a
“sitting” this afternoon and came to the conclusion that the
_personnel_ must be reduced. This is a wrench; we shall have to
dismiss ten servants, several of whom have their families with them
in Tobolsk. When we informed Their Majesties we could see the grief
it caused them. They must part with servants whose very devotion
will reduce them to beggary.
_Friday, March 1st._--The new régime comes into force. From to-day
butter and coffee are excluded from the table as luxuries.
_Monday, March 4th._--The soldiers’ committee has decided to
abolish the snow mountain we have built (it was such a source of
amusement to the children!) because the Czar and Czarina mounted it
to watch the departure of the men of the 4th Regiment. Every day
now brings fresh vexations to the Czar’s family and their suite.
For a long time we have only been allowed to go out when
accompanied by a soldier; it is probable that even this last
privilege will soon be taken from us.
_Tuesday, March 5th._--Yesterday the soldiers, with a hang-dog look
(for they felt it was a mean task), began to destroy the snow
mountain with picks. The children are disconsolate.
_Friday, March 15th._--The townspeople, hearing of our situation,
find various ways of sending us eggs, sweetmeats, and delicacies.
_Sunday, March 17th._--To-day is Carnival Sunday. Everyone is
merry. The sledges pass to and fro under our windows; sound of
bells, mouth-organs, and singing.... The children wistfully watch
the fun. They have begun to grow bored and find their captivity
irksome. They walk round the courtyard, fenced in by its high
paling through which they can see nothing. Since the destruction of
their snow mountain their only distraction is sawing and cutting
wood.
The arrogance of the soldiers is inconceivable; those who have left
have been replaced by a pack of blackguardly-looking young men.
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