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The Interested Observer cannot close this mini-section on the last Romanov tsar without devoting a page to his children. It might well be said that they were the first victims of Communism. Those children, aged 22 to one-month-shy-of-14 at the time of their murder, were completely innocent; as with the children of the Nazi Holocaust, their “crime” was who they were. Even their parents, regardless of their shortcomings as rulers, did not deserve the deaths they died, especially when their reign is compared to the terror decades of Lenin, Stalin, Mao and every other Communist leader.
The children of Nicholas and Alexandra began each new year behind the yellow walls and white colonnades of the Alexander Palace built by Catherine the Great for her grandson Alexander I in the gated village of Tsarskoe Selo, 15 miles south of St. Petersburg. Their days were marked out by the steady routine of education in the morning, an hour outdoors to build and play on ice slides before lunch, then afternoon lessons and teatime, after which Nicholas received visitors until the family supper at 8:00. After supper, Alexandra listened to Alexei’s bedtime prayers while Nicholas and the girls convened to the drawing room or Alexandra’s mauve budoir to read or sew, often joined by one or more of their pets, which included a multitude of dogs, cats, horses, even a donkey and an elephant. Every family member dearly loved animals. The children kept a pet cemetery in the park adjoining the palace, which they frequently visited with flowers.
Circumscribed by their role as daughters of a reigning Tsar, the girls shared an uncommon sisterly bond and adored their little brother. They signed letters collectively with the first initial of each name, “OTMA.” As they grew, the two oldest were called “the Big Pair” and wore matching dresses, likewise the two youngest, “the Little Pair.” Each girl was the colonel-in-chief of an elite military regiment and attended reviews in skirted uniform on horseback behind Nicholas. Alexei was Hetman of All the Cossacks, a title bestowed at his birth.
The family had a wealth of nicknames for each other. Alexandra always called her husband “Nicky”; he called her interchangeably “Alix” or “Sunny.” Olga was “Olishka” or “Olya”, the diminutive forms of her given name. Tatiana, a natural leader and organizer, was “the Governess” to her siblings. Maria was called “Mashka” or “fat little bow-wow” for her tendency toward chubbiness, and lively, irrepressible Anastasia was “Shvybzik”, the imp, a moniker with which she wryly signed her correspondence.
From spring to fall, they traveled to their residences scattered throughout western Russia. Easter found them in the mild climate and lush scenery of the Crimea’s Livadia Palace, where Nicholas gave Alexandra the elaborately designed eggs of master jeweler Peter Carl Faberge.
They spent two weeks in June sailing along Finland’s coastline in the Imperial yacht Standart, whose sailors they knew on a first-name basis. In late summer and early fall they repaired to Nicholas’ hunting lodge in Poland, and in November they returned to the capital for their winter’s routine.
The children were educated at home by private tutors in mathematics, history and geography, the semantics of Russian grammar and three other languages. Nicholas and Alexandra both spoke the King’s English; indeed, this was the language in which they conversed with each other. The children spoke Russian to Nicholas and English to Alexandra. The tutors on most intimate terms were Pierre Gilliard of Switzerland, who taught French, and English teacher Sidney Gibbes.
Olga (born November 15, 1895)
Olga was the daughter closest to Nicholas and most resembled him with her shy, softspoken kindness. She loved long walks and talks with her father and attended church beside him in Alexandra’s health-related stead. She often clashed and sulked with Alexandra, who expected her oldest child to set the example for her siblings and take them in hand when they misbehaved. The shrewdest and most intellectually astute of the children, Olga nurtured a dreamy inner life cultivated by avid reading of fiction and poetry. She was an accomplished pianist and learned languages with ease.
As Olga neared age 20, there was talk of a possible marital union between her and Prince Karol of Romania. Olga said of this to French tutor Pierre Gilliard, “I am a Russian, and I mean to remain a Russian.”[i] (This was probably a diplomatic way of saying she did not like Karol, who turned out to be a fortune-seeking, womanizing bastard.)
Throughout World War I, Olga read newspapers daily and recorded in her diaries her growing concern about the political situation as Russia turned against her beloved father. During the family’s imprisonment first at the Alexander Palace and then in Siberia, she was often seen staring silently into the distance.
Tatiana (born June 10, 1897)
Tall and willow-wand slender, small-waisted and proud of bearing, Tatiana looked the part of royalty. She was closest to and most like Alexandra and showered her mother with care and attention when she or Alexei was ill.
Tatiana was a natural manager and decision maker, organized, purposeful and energetic. Her technique at the piano was more refined and stylish than Olga’s, even though she did not care as much for music and consequently spent less time practicing. She enjoyed needlework and other handicrafts.
Romantic and idealistic, Tatiana was anxious to enter the social world. She loved fine clothes and Coty’s Jasmin de Corse perfume.
Although Tatiana was more assertive of personality than the gentle, timid Olga, who often deferred to her, the “Big Pair” was a loyally devoted unit.
Maria (born June 26, 1899)
If Tatiana was the sisters’ “head”, Maria was their “heart.” Nicholas and Alexandra’s third daughter is the one who most often falls through history’s cracks, but she is the one most praised among those who knew the family well for her loving heart and angelic behavior. Happy, flirtatious and friendly, she had a natural gift for winning hearts. Even the guards in Siberia later said they liked her best.
Maria possessed a voluptuous broad-boned beauty, with apple cheeks and deep blue eyes, called “Maria’s saucers” that earned her a lot of compliments. Although she was too lazy to be adept at schoolwork, she had a talent for watercolor painting.
She had a merry, carefree demeanor with young men and talked freely to the soldiers and sailors of her family’s retinue. She loved small children and had an earth-motherly way with them. She looked forward to marriage and the large brood she herself hoped for—a brood that was never to be.
Anastasia (born June 18, 1901)
Though the youngest and shortest of the sisters, witty, mercurial wild-child Anastasia took a back seat to no one. She could scramble to the topmost heights of a tree every bit as nimbly as any of her male cousins. Every experience was high adventure to her except sitting still in the classroom, which she detested. Anastasia would far rather mimic the voices and facial expressions of people around her and enact theatrical productions impersonating the vivid characters that peopled the creative world of her imagination.
All four girls enjoyed the youthful friendship of Nicholas’ sister Olga Alexandrovna, but she was especially close to her goddaughter Anastasia. Every Saturday morning they climbed aboard a train for St. Petersburg; after luncheon with their paternal grandmother, Olga A. took them to her home for several hours of tea, games and dancing with other young people of the urban nobility. Olga A. survived the Revolution and later wrote of Anastasia, “The girls enjoyed every minute of it, especially my dear goddaughter. Why, I can still hear her laughter rippling all over the room. Dancing, music, games—why, she threw herself wholeheartedly into them all.”[ii]
Anastasia remains the most famous Romanov daughter, mainly because of the claims made on her identity by one Anna Anderson until the latter’s death in 1984, claims later proven by DNA to be false.
Alexei (born August 12, 1904)
The Heir to the Throne of Russia was a boy to love. All his life long, he fought bravely and gallantly against the ever-menacing disease of hemophilia. He would not let his limitations define him and challenged the bounds of his body whenever he could. He could be spoiled and capricious at times, but his inherent heart of gold w0n the day.
In appearance, Alexei most favored his mother and his sister Tatiana, with straight auburn hair and striking blue-gray eyes. He grew to be 5’6” at age thirteen; entering his adolescent growth spurt, he could have grown quite tall.
His exalted rank, together with the perils of hemophilia, conferred on Alexei an intensity of care experienced by few children in the human race. His room was full of elaborate toys, like a railroad track complete with a station, buildings and signal boxes manned by doll passengers. From age five on, he was given into the companionship of two sailor “uncles”, Andrei Derevenko and Klimenty Nagorny, who kept watch to catch him before he could fall and bruise, carried him when he could not walk, and amused him through long hours of confinement in bed. At age seven, he climbed onto a table at a party and leapt wildly from that tabletop to the next. When his sailor-guardians moved to stop him, he laughingly shouted, “All grownups have to go” and tried to push them out of the room.[i]
From the beginning, his clever mind continuously plotted boyish pranks. When he was four he crawled under the dinner table and removed a shoe from the foot of a lady guest. He put it back, but not before inserting a large ripe strawberry into the toe, evoking a startled shriek from the guest![ii]
Although he had a curious and precocious mind that took in minute details of the world around him and asked questions beyond his young years, he, like his partner-in-mischief Anastasia, hated the quietude of lessons too often forestalled by stints of illness. He did, however, sit still long enough to learn to play the balalaika well. One summer’s afternoon when he was 10, his sister Olga found him lying on his back gazing at the blue sky. When Olga asked him what he was contemplating, he answered, “I like to think and wonder [about] so many things…I enjoy the sun and the beauty of summer as long as I can. Who knows whether one of these days I shall not be prevented from doing it?”[iii]
He shared Nicholas’ love of military pageantry, and his many photographs show him in a sailor suit of the Imperial Navy, which in World War I he cast aside for a genuine army uniform when he accompanied his father to General Headquarters.
The Interested Observer has personally known individuals who grew up with childhood disabilities whose parents, though loving them fiercely, nevertheless let it be known that their limitations present a burden and who, therefore, question their place in the family. Whatever may be said about Nicholas and Alexandra as rulers, they never for 0ne moment gave Alexei reason to doubt how deeply they treasured him. I do, however, wonder how he felt about the “hush, hush, hide it” mantle surrounding his hemophilia. Did he ever think his disease must be shameful to merit such secrecy? Did he wonder as a prisoner of the Revolution if it was his fault?
He desperately wanted to grow up and experience manhood, and his sufferings inculcated a genuine empathy for the sorrows of others. He said that when he became tsar, no one would be poor or unfortunate. He wanted everyone else to share the joy-of-life that was inborn in him despite his pain.
Could Alexei have lived to see the throne? Maybe, or maybe not. Speaking for myself as a survivor of an incurable childhood disease (Type I diabetes since age 4), I can testify that the most difficult and dangerous time in such diseases is the period of childhood. Humans are naturally most active during childhood, and children lack the capacity to clearly understand the reasons for their limitations. As Alexei matured, he would have learned to manage his disease on his own terms and to avoid episodes.
The first transfusions of plasma occurred in 1936, when Alexei would have been 32. Had he lived until then, as a reigning monarch he would have been among the first to benefit. His first cousin, Prince Waldemar of Prussia, lived to be 56 and would have lived longer had he not suffered a bleeding episode while running from the Red Army’s advance into Germany at the tail end of World War II, when available medical resources were being utilized to treat the survivors of a nearby concentration camp.
Alexei had the strength of character and the empathy to be a history-shaping world leader, however long he lived. But we’ll never know that, will we—not after July 17, 1918, when a Communist marksman riddled him with bullets, stabbed him with bayonets and ended his life with two shots fired point-blank into his ear as he clutched his already-dead father’s jacket with his last ounce of fleeing strength.
That is a far greater tragedy than any disease.
PRIMARY SOURCES:
Massie, Robert K., Nicholas and Alexandra (New York, Random House) c1967
Rappaport, Helen, The Last Days of the Romanovs: Tragedy at Ekaterinburg (New York, St. Martin’s Press) c2008
Rappaport, Helen, The Romanov Sisters (New York, St. Martin’s Press) c2014
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ENDNOTES
[i] Massie, Robert K., Nicholas and Alexandra, p. 251 (New York, Random House), c1967
[ii] Ibid., p. 134-135
[iii] Ibid., p. 140
[iv] Ibid., p. 138
[v] Ibid., p. 142