When the outsider tries to form an opinion as to all the events which

preceded the rebellion that destroyed the Throne of the Romanoffs, it is

essential he should remember the state of mind of the Czarina at this

particular time, as well as the condition of her nerves--a condition

which was very nearly akin to the one into which a man falls when, after

having been the victim of a pernicious drug habit, he finds himself

unexpectedly and suddenly deprived of his favorite morphia or cocaine.

The Empress had been living for months under the influence of these

mysterious night sittings during which Raspoutine evoked for her, as she

firmly believed, spirits of another world from whom she sought

inspiration and in whom she found comfort. All at once this moral aid,

which had helped her to live, was denied to her, and she did not know

any longer what she was to do, surrounded as she felt herself to be by

ever-increasing dangers which threatened not only her own person, but

that of her beloved child, that son in whom she firmly believed Russia

would find its salvation and who was destined to become one of the

greatest and mightiest Sovereigns the country had ever seen reign over

it since the days of Peter the Great. She felt absolutely at sea, like a

ship deprived of its pilot and abandoned to inexperienced hands,

ignorant of the first principles of navigation. Neither her husband,

whom at heart she despised, nor her friend, Anna Wyrubewa, whom she had

never entirely initiated into all the details of her secret intercourse

with the dead, nor her faithful advisers, Sturmer and Protopopoff, could

make up to her for the irreparable loss of the companionship which,

thanks to Raspoutine, she believed she had succeeded in establishing

between herself and the soul of the only man she had ever truly loved.

It is only after having grasped these essential facts in the life of the

misguided Empress of Russia that it is possible to come to a reasonable

appreciation of her person, character, and intrigues.

Once this has been done, it becomes relatively easy to understand the

influence which Raspoutine had acquired over her mind, and not to share

the general opinion that there existed something immoral in her

relations with him. Immorality alone could not explain this entire

submission on the part of a cultured, well-educated, elegant woman to

the will of a dirty, uncouth, ignorant peasant. Besides that, Alexandra

Feodorowna was far too proud to forget for one moment the social

difference which separated her from the “Prophet.” In her intercourse

with him she remained the Empress, and on his side he was far too shrewd

not to remember it also. He knew very well that one indiscreet word, one

imprudent gesture, would have put an end at once to his influence, and

the man as well as his accomplices were working for far too great and

far too important an object to compromise its success by anything which

might have savored of immoral intrigue.

The state of health of the little Cesarewitsch also was not the real

reason why the latter’s mother would not allow Raspoutine to leave

[Illustration: THE CESAREWITSCH]

her. She believed in the efficacy of his prayers for her son, but this

belief alone would not have been sufficient to make her so entirely

submissive to his will and to reduce her to the state of slavery into

which she had been entranced. No, the secret of Raspoutine’s influence

lay in the simple fact that, thanks to the hypnotic faculties which he

undoubtedly possessed, he had contrived to acquire an absolute dominion

over her mind, and to persuade her that every time she prayed with him

she was put into direct communication with her dead lover; that this

lover had been allowed by the Almighty to come to her help in the

troubles and perplexities of her life, to guide her in her conduct as a

woman and a mother and in her duties as a Sovereign.

During the hours of agony which followed upon the news of the murder of

that man whom she had considered as a holy creature and a real Prophet

of God, Alexandra Feodorowna blurted out something of what lay on her

mind to her devoted friend and companion, Anna Wyrubewa. The latter had

removed from her own house to the Palace of Tsarskoye Selo, so as to be

able to remain in constant attendance on the miserable Empress. Seeing

her so forlorn and desolate, she bethought herself of rousing her

faculties, and tried to persuade her that, though she had lost her

advisers and counselors, she had yet a duty to perform, which consisted

in going on with the work they had suggested to her to start. Peace was

more than ever necessary to Russia, as well as to the dynasty, against

which such fierce attacks were being launched. The sacred principles of

autocracy that were being everywhere challenged ought to be maintained,

and how could this be done when the army which was the only force on

which the Czar could rely was being kept at the frontier and uselessly

butchered in battles it could not by any possibility win? There were

other mothers besides herself in Russia who were crying over their dead

sons and appealing to her to spare those who were still left to them.

This war was a monstrous crime against humanity, as well as against the

whole of the Russian nation. It must be stopped because otherwise worse

calamities even than those that had already fallen on the country would

occur. The performance of a duty was sometimes painful, but this ought

not to prevent any right-minded person from trying to accomplish it. It

was quite evident that the duty of the Empress required her to work

toward the conclusion of peace with Germany, and this had been already

suggested to her not only by the devoted friends she still had in the

world, but by the spirit of the dead ones who had loved and honored her

while they had been alive on earth.

Whether Anna Wyrubewa was sincere or not in thus pleading a cause which

she knew her Imperial mistress had but too much at heart even without

her interference, I shall not attempt to guess. Russia was most

certainly going through a terrible crisis, and those who thought that

the quick conclusion of a peace after which so many were secretly

longing and sighing was indispensable were by no means a small minority

in the country. It is quite likely that the Empress’s confidante was

sincere in her conduct, and it seems pretty certain that she had no

pecuniary or material advantages in view when she lent herself to the

dangerous scheme suggested to her by Sturmer and the latter’s

accomplices. _They_ were not disinterested; they had decidedly ambitious

views as to their own future, and they were most certainly in the employ

of Germany, to which they had promised their co-operation. Protopopoff

was a man who, in regard to the large fortune he was credited with

possessing, was entirely self-made; he had never shown any hesitation as

to the choice of the means by which he had acquired it. Sturmer thought

himself endowed with the genius of a Bismarck or of a Richelieu, and

dreamed of the glory of a peace that would leave Russia in appearance as

strong as ever, but united by the closest of ties to the German Empire,

of which he had been all through his political career a devoted admirer

and servant. He had always preached the necessity of the renewal of the

former alliance that in bygone times had united the Hohenzollerns and

the Romanoffs. His vanity felt deeply flattered upon hearing from his

friends in Berlin that the Kaiser, as well as the latter’s Government,

considered him the one great Minister Russia had ever possessed and were

looking up to him to heal all the evils and all the miseries which the

war had brought about. He did not care for the treaties that had been

signed between Russia and her Allies, and probably shared the opinion of

Mr. von Bethmann-Hollweg that all such documents were nothing but scraps

of paper, not worthy of any notice on the part of intelligent people. He

cared only for success, for titles, decorations, power, and a crowd of

flatterers about him. Russia had ceased to be for him a matter for

consideration. She would always fare well, in his opinion, if only he

were allowed to direct her destinies. The war itself, with all the

terrible breakage it had brought about, did not trouble him. It had

begun with broken treaties and broken faith, broken honor and broken

word; its result had been broken houses in broken lands, broken men, and

broken hearts, but about these last Mr. Sturmer did not think at all.

And what about the third personage in this sinister tragedy? What about

Manassavitch-Maniuloff, who had been all along the _Deus ex machina_ of

this dark intrigue, and the chief spy and accomplice of William II.? It

was he who had engineered the conspiracy for peace which was being

carried on by the Empress under his supervision. It was he who had been

the real creator of the Raspoutine legend, and he was perhaps the one

who at first suffered the most through the collapse of the adventurer.

When the “Prophet” was murdered, Maniuloff was in prison under the

accusation of blackmail. Once before he had escaped a trial that had

been postponed on the personal order of Nicholas II. addressed to the

president of the court. But after Raspoutine’s disappearance the

influence of Sturmer alone had not been able to help him. He was sent

before a jury and sentenced to two years’ penal servitude, which,

however, he was never to undergo. The man had more than one arrow to his

bow, and when the Revolution broke out he contrived to let Kerensky know

that he could put at his disposal most incriminating documents in regard

to the part played by the Empress in the peace negotiations which had

taken place in the preceding February between Petrograd and Berlin. The

bait probably took, because the spy who had for a long number of years

cheated everybody was sent across the frontier to expiate his sins and

most probably to go on for the benefit of the new masters of Russia with

the nefarious game he had been playing in regard to all those who had

had the misfortune to employ him.

After Sturmer had been compelled to resign his position of Prime

Minister and leader of the Foreign Office he had, nevertheless,

remained, as I have had already the occasion to tell, in close relations

with the Court and with the Emperor and Empress. He had acquired a new

ally in the person of the Metropolitan of Petrograd, Monseigneur

Pitirim, a friend and favorite of Raspoutine, who now came to offer his

consolations to the half-distracted Alexandra, and who also told her

that it was henceforward her duty to go on doing all that the dead

“Prophet” had suggested to her, no matter how much it might cost her.

Between his preachings, the advice of Sturmer and Protopopoff, and the

adjurations of Anna Wyrubewa, the Empress was at last persuaded to

forget for a while the deep grief into which she had allowed herself to

fall and to resume her political activity. But when she attempted to

influence the Czar to approve of what she was about to do she found, to

her surprise, that he did not show the same enthusiasm for her schemes

as he had done before.

What had happened was this: The Imperial Family had once more tried to

open the eyes of the Sovereign as to the folly of his wife’s conduct.

Nearly all the Grand Dukes and Grand Duchesses in Petrograd had sought

his presence in succession, implored him to save the dynasty before it

was too late, and to call together a responsible Ministry, chosen from

among the men who had the confidence of the country and who represented

it in the Duma. Their remonstrances had not convinced Nicholas II., but

they had caused him to pause before consenting to the conclusion of a

peace with Germany, which he began to fear he would not have the power

or the strength to impose upon public opinion in Russia. He believed in

his wife, and he felt convinced that she was the only disinterested

friend left to him; at the same time he could not make up his mind to

take a decision which--this much he knew--would be deeply resented by

his Allies as well as by his own subjects. In his perplexity he

preferred to wait for events to develop themselves in one sense or in

the other, totally oblivious of the fact that there are periods in the

life of nations when waiting is also a crime.

And while this struggle was going on in his mind, that of his wife was

becoming more and more the prey of the evil advisers who had secured her

sympathies and were abusing her confidence. They were becoming bolder

and bolder as time went on, and at last they suggested to her to urge

upon the Czar the necessity of returning to the front, where, they told

her, he could come to a better understanding of the feelings of the army

and be at last convinced that it was, like the rest of Russia, only

longing for peace. Nicholas caught eagerly at the suggestion and

departed, leaving the Empress mistress of the field and free to do what

she liked, together with her friends.

XXIV

YOU MUST BECOME THE EMPRESS

When the Czar left Tsarskoye Selo--for the last time, as it turned out,

as a powerful, dreaded Sovereign--the Empress had not yet made up her

mind as to what she ought to do. She was being urged by Sturmer and

Protopopoff to come to a decision in regard to the future of the

dynasty, which they declared to her was entirely in her hands; at the

same time she lacked the moral courage to put herself boldly at the head

of a movement to dethrone her husband. She had not the audacity of

Catherine the Great, nor the latter’s unscrupulousness, and, moreover,

her mind was so weakened by the superstitious practices in which she had

become absorbed that it is to be questioned whether or not she was given

a true account of what was going on around her. She was entirely at the

mercy of the first determined man who came along, audacious enough to

compel her to sing according to his tune. But neither Sturmer nor

Protopopoff were clever enough to be that. And they had no political

party on whom they could rely to help them execute any plans they might

form. They depended for their inspiration on the directions which they

received from Berlin. By a lucky accident this inspiration failed them

at the very moment they most needed it.

What had happened was this: The Allies had begun to get some inkling as

to the intrigue which was going on under the Czar’s own roof, an

intrigue in which his wife held the foremost rôle. They contrived to put

obstacles in the way of Mr. Protopopoff and of his friends, and to stop

for a while the active correspondence which he was carrying on with the

German Government _via_ Stockholm. At the same time they arranged

matters in such a way that the liberal leaders in the Duma became

apprised of the negotiations pending between the Kaiser and his

kinswoman at Tsarskoye Selo.

The story of the eventful days which preceded the Revolution have

nothing to do with the present book, and I shall refer to them only in

so far as they concern the Empress. She was mostly responsible for the

rapidity with which rebellion spread and for the unexpected way in which

it broke out. Had she remained quiet, it is likely that things might

have dragged on for a few weeks, perhaps even for a few months, longer,

because no one at this particular moment cared to see a change in the

Government. But when it was ascertained that she had become a danger to

the nation in general there was no longer any question of a delay, and

events had to be forced on in some way or other.

What Sturmer proposed to the Czarina was to provoke a movement against

the war in the garrisons of Petrograd and the towns in its neighborhood;

this to be further accentuated by false news concerning the Czar, who

would be represented as having died suddenly. The Government had at its

disposal all the telegraph and telephone wires. It was, therefore, an

easy matter to cut off the capital from all communication with the

headquarters of the army. In the confusion inseparable from the

consternation caused by the news of the Sovereign’s demise it would have

been but a matter of a few hours to get the little Grand-Duke Alexis

proclaimed Emperor under the Regency of his mother, who would thus have

been left free to sign a peace which nothing and no treaty prevented

_her_ from concluding. Nicholas would be easily persuaded to accept

accomplished facts and most likely would surrender with pleasure, or at

least with absolute indifference, a Throne he had never cared for. So

they thought that an act of formal abdication would not be difficult to

obtain from him.

The country also would not feel sorry to be rid of a Monarch who had

never been in possession of its affection or respect, and the army,

glad to return to its homes, would most likely rally with alacrity

around the Regent and the little Czar. The very fact that it was a woman

and a delicate child upon whom the whole burden of an immense

responsibility had fallen would predispose public opinion in their

favor, and most likely this Palace revolution would end with complete

success.

The Empress allowed herself to be won over to the conspiracy, and it was

decided to put it into execution about the middle of the month of

February. Protopopoff declared that he required that much time to gather

together a sufficient number of police agents in Petrograd, without whom

he did not dare to risk the adventure. Alexandra Feodorowna assented to

everything that was proposed to her. She went about like one in a dream,

unconscious of the abominable plot in which she had been induced to

participate, thinking only of the time when she would be able at last to

renew with her own family and with her own people the tender and

intimate relations which the war had forcibly interrupted.

In the mean time the Emperor remained at the front, and if we are to

believe all that was subsequently related about his conduct there, he

changed considerably his opinion and point of view after having resumed

direct contact with his troops. He convinced himself that they were not

at all as anxious for peace as he had been led to expect, and that the

feelings of the men in regard to Germany were revengeful more than

anything else. His generals, and especially Aléxieieff, who was Head of

the Staff, kept urging upon him the necessity of preparing a formidable

offensive, this time on the Riga front. The General gave him hopes that

it would turn out to be a successful one, provided (and this was the one

everlasting and burning question) that the War Office sent sufficient

ammunition to the front. The Emperor was persuaded that this could be

done, but Aléxieieff was not so sanguine, and he started a private

inquiry of his own as to what was going on in Petrograd in that respect.

The result of it was that he was convinced that the Ministry had lately

completely neglected this important item and had spent its time in

arresting workmen whom it suspected of harboring democratic opinions, as

well as in curtailing the hours of labor at the different factories

where ammunition was manufactured. Protopopoff wanted the war to end,

and he hoped that in limiting the output of shells and guns he would be

able to place the country in such a position that a cessation of

hostilities would become unavoidable.

A report to the Emperor, in which the situation such as it presented

itself was exposed with great details, was brought to him by the Staff.

As usual, it left him unmoved. He merely said that he would give orders

to the War Office to take henceforward its orders from the

Commander-in-chief of the Armies in the Field, meaning himself, but he

refused to blame Protopopoff or to hear anything concerning the

appointment of a liberal and responsible Cabinet from whom the Duma

could require accounts. He did not mean to lessen his own prerogatives

by the merest fraction, and he still thought that Russia might hold its

own against her formidable foes without arms, provisions, shells, or big

guns, and in general without means of defense capable of stopping the

progress of the invaders in their triumphal march through his Empire.

The commanders of the different fronts held a consultation, and one of

them, whose name I cannot mention at the present moment, first suggested

the idea that it would not be a bad thing to try and bring about a

military conspiracy which would overthrow the weak Monarch whom it was

impossible to bring to take a sane view of the position in which the

army found itself placed. Another general suggested that such an

upheaval would only bring to the foreground the personality of the

Empress, who would insist on being consulted in all matters in which the

welfare of her son might be concerned. And no one wanted Alexandra

Feodorowna to be raised to a position in which her voice might come to

exercise an influence of any kind on the destinies of the country. It

was by far preferable to let Nicholas II. remain where he was, and try

to persuade him to allow the Staff, instead of the Cabinet, to have the

last word to say in all questions connected with the national defense.

This secret, or rather not secret, conference, because its purport

became known on the very same day it took place, thus accomplished

nothing. In the mean while the object of its deliberations was

communicated to the Ministry in Petrograd, and Protopopoff triumphantly

informed the Empress of the fact that it had come to almost the same

conclusions which he and his friends had arrived at long before. It was

necessary to change the person of the Sovereign. He carefully refrained,

however, from acquainting her with the knowledge of the opposition that

the idea of a Regency had provoked.

It is a curious but certain fact that at this very time large sums of

money were distributed to the troops quartered in Petrograd, Tsarskoye

Selo, Peterhof, and Gatschina by unknown people in the name of the

Empress. The latter declared, later on, when questioned on the subject

by the Provisional Government, that she had known nothing about it;

certainly it had not been her money which had been scattered about with

such reckless generosity. I believe that in saying so she spoke the

absolute truth. But then the question arises, by whose orders was this

money thrown into the arena of the battle-field, where the fate of a

nation and of a dynasty was about to be decided? Some people have

declared that it was Protopopoff together with Sturmer who had hit upon

the idea of making Alexandra Feodorowna popular among the army by

appearances of a generosity with which no one had credited her before.

But against this theory comes the probability that if either of the

above-mentioned gentlemen had been able to draw from the Treasury

several millions of rubles to be applied to secret purposes, they would

have begun by putting them into their own pockets and trusting to the

future and to Providence for the success of any enterprise they embarked

upon. Therefore the question arises again as to the origin of this money

which was circulated with such a generous hand among the regiments

considered as likely to lend themselves to a Palace revolution in favor

of the delicate little boy who was the sole Heir to all the glory and

the splendor of the Romanoffs.

I think that very few people, among those who knew how vital was

Germany’s interest at this particular moment to see a peace concluded,

will doubt whence came these funds. They were certainly spent to favor

the appointment of the Czarina as Regent of the Russian Empire. Who had

procured them for the benefit of a vast conspiracy, the object of which

was to deliver Russia, bound hand and foot, to the tender mercies of her

formidable neighbor and enemy?

On the other hand, the liberal parties, now thoroughly awakened to the

dangers of the situation, were also working earnestly toward the defeat

of the plans conceived by Messrs. Sturmer, Protopopoff & Co. Several

meetings of the leaders of the different factions in the Duma took place

at the Tauride Palace, but none seemed to come to anything serious in

the way of a revolution, which had been by that time recognized as

absolutely inevitable.

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