of the forces; even on the evening when the great naval defeat of Tsussima—May the 14th, the anniversary of Coronation Day—which scattered and destroyed the fleet, was known at Petrograd, the Russian Opera and the theatres were crowded with naval officers. This disaster did not occur as a surprise to poor Admiral Rogestvensko, for he had felt he was going to his doom. For the rest, this regrettable aberration was remarked in high places, for the "Autocrat" made known by all the newspapers that these officers should not show themselves in public for some days at least.
On the 17th of February Grand Duke Sergius-Alexandrovitch, Governor-General of Moscow, was blown to atoms in the streets of Moscow, an event which came as a real shock to me. I remember my Uncle de Baranoff being at once informed by telephone of his death.
It was said at the time that the Grand Duchess had run to the place of assassination and, flinging herself on the remains of her dead husband, had recovered his brains and wrapped them in her handkerchief.
The Grand Duke was not a good husband, and beautiful as she was—an elder sister of the Empress—their home was not a happy one.
Ever since her husband's death she has devoted her life to acts of charity.
All attempts against Trepoff, chief of the police, failed that year, he having to resort to
