Read The Romanov Sisters (Four Sisters) Online
Authors: Helen Rappaport
Tags: #History, #Europe, #Russia & the Former Soviet Union, #Biography & Autobiography, #Women's Studies, #Family & Relationships, #Royalty, #1910s, #Civil War, #WWI
Aside from producing surgical bandages and other essential medical
dressings, the depots also gathered and distributed pharmaceutical
supplies, ‘non-perishable foodstuffs, sweets, cigarettes, clothing,
blankets, boots, miscellaneous gifts and religious items such as tracts, postcards, and icons’ and sent them out to the wounded.5 Soon they
were filled with the well-heeled society ladies in their plain overalls learning to work sewing machines under the supervision of seam-stresses to produce bed linen for the wounded, or sitting for hours
on end packing gauze and rolling surgical bandages.6 All the major
rooms of the Winter Palace – the concert hall and various other
large reception rooms, as well as the imperial theatre and even the
throne room – were converted into hospital wards for the wounded,
their beautiful parquet floors covered with linoleum to protect them
and filled with row upon row of iron beds. Soon, without fuss or
fanfare, the tsaritsa and her two eldest daughters were seen not just in Petrograd and Tsarskoe Selo but as far as Moscow, Vitebsk,
Novgorod, Odessa, Vinnitsa and elsewhere in the western and
southern provinces of the empire, inspecting hospital trains and
visiting many of the string of hospitals and depots set up by
Alexandra; often they were joined by Maria and Anastasia, and Alexey
too, when well. Elsewhere in Petrograd, the sizeable ex-pat. British
community also rallied to the cause, led by ambassador’s wife Lady
Georgina Buchanan who ran the British Colony Hospital for
Wounded Russian Soldiers
*
that opened on 14 September in a wing
* Edith Almedingen acted as Lady Georgina Buchanan’s Russian interpreter. The
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of the large Pokrovsky Hospital on Vasilevsky Island. Lady Georgina’s daughter Meriel was soon working there as a volunteer nurse.7
As the last days of summer faded into autumn, the streets of
Petrograd were transformed, with many buildings now serving as
hospitals and flying the flag of the Red Cross alongside the Russian
tricolour. Far fewer fine carriages and fashionable motor cars were
to be seen processing up and down the Nevsky; instead the wide
boulevard was witness to a never-ending cavalcade of ambulances
ferrying the wounded to one or other hospital and a crush of wagons
bearing supplies. Tsarskoe Selo too became a town of hospitals, its
quiet leafy streets the thoroughfare now – morning, noon and night
– for slow-moving Red Cross ambulances carrying the pale-faced
wounded, as well as numerous private vehicles, many of them made
available for this purpose from the imperial fleet of motor cars. Here as in Petrograd every available large building was commandeered
for the care of the wounded. The great gilded reception rooms of
the Catherine Palace were converted into hospital wards and
depots and more than thirty of the private summer villas of the rich were
given over for use as wartime hospitals. Such was the desperate need
for beds as the wounded poured in, that soon much smaller private
homes would be taking them in as well; in September Dr Botkin
set up an improvised ward at his own home for seven patients.
All of the military hospitals at Tsarskoe Selo came under the
supervision of Dr Vera Gedroits, a Lithuanian aristocrat who was
the senior physician at the Court Hospital, and one of the first
women to qualify as a doctor in Russia.8 The Court Hospital was
located in an extended and revamped 1850s mansion on Gospitalnaya
Ulitsa, and throughout the war it continued to serve the needs of
the local community, with an upper floor of the main building set
aside for an operating theatre for the war wounded and a ward for
200 lower ranks.9 A single-storey annexe built shortly before the
war in the courtyard garden of the hospital for the isolation of
infectious patients was converted into a fully functioning hospital
in its own right, with an operating theatre and six small wards
accommodating a total of thirty beds. One of the wards was for all
British Colony Hospital was also known as the King George V Hospital.
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ranks brought down from the Catherine Palace Hospital for oper-
ations conducted by Gedroits; the remainder was for wounded
officers. The annexe – or ‘the little house’ or ‘the barrack’ as the
girls sometimes referred to it – became the hub of Olga and Tatiana’s daily lives as Red Cross nurses.
*
During their training at the annexe under the exacting standards
set by Dr Gedroits, Olga and Tatiana came under the watchful care
of Valentina Chebotareva, the daughter of a military doctor, who
had been a nurse during the Russo-Japanese War. ‘How distant they
were at first’, she recalled of the tsaritsa and her daughters’ first days at the annexe. ‘We kissed their hand, exchanged greetings . . .
and that’s as far as it went.’10 But Alexandra soon told the staff that they were not to pay them any special attention and things quickly
changed. During their training the three women were to observe
Gedroits in the operating theatre and then graduate on to assisting
during operations, but their primary duty in the first days at the
annexe was to learn how to dress wounds. The days were particularly
long for Tatiana, as she was still completing her education and often had an early morning lesson. Immediately afterwards, and before
they started work at the annexe, the tsaritsa and the girls would stop to pray before the miracle-working icon of the Mother of God at
the little Znamenie Church located near the Catherine Palace, before
arriving at the annexe at around 10 a.m. to change into their uniforms and begin work.
Every morning Olga and Tatiana were tasked with changing the
dressings of three or four patients each (though this increased as
the war went on and the numbers of wounded went up) as well as
undertaking the many menial tasks required of them – rolling ban-
dages, preparing swabs, boiling the silk thread for stitching, and
machining bed linen. At one o’clock they would return home for
lunch and in the afternoon if the weather was fine they would
sometimes go out for a brief walk, a bike ride, or a drive with their mother, but most often they returned to the hospital to spend time
* In order to avoid confusion with the Court Hospital and the Catherine Palace Hospital, it was formally named Their Imperial Highnesses’ No. 3 Hospital. For clarity, it will be referred to hereafter as ‘the annexe’.
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with the wounded, chatting, playing board games or ping-pong with
them and in the summer months croquet in the garden with those
who could walk. Often they simply sat knitting or sewing items for
refugees and war orphans while the soldiers chatted to them; some-
times they went off and sneaked a cigarette in their rest room.
Always, inevitably, the cameras would be taken out at every oppor-
tunity and photographs taken of themselves with their wounded
officers and friends. Some of these were later reproduced as postcards sold to raise funds for war relief. Others the girls carefully pasted into albums and shared with the wounded later.11
It took a while for Tatiana and Olga to get used to being around
strangers and Tatiana in particular, just like her mother, suffered
from a sometimes crippling reserve. Valentina Chebotareva recalled
how, one day when they went upstairs in the Court Hospital together,
they had had to walk past a group of sisters. Tatiana grabbed her
hand: ‘It’s awful how self-conscious and scared I feel . . . I don’t
know who to say hello to and who not.’12 This lack of social experi-
ence tipped over into simple things like going into shops. Once
while waiting for the motor car to pick them up and take them back
to the palace, Olga and Tatiana decided to pop into the Gostinny
Dvor – a parade of shops near the hospital. They were not in uniform
so no one recognized them but they soon realized that they had no
money on them, nor did they know how to go about buying
anything.13
Until they completed their training at the end of October the
girls and their mother also had a lesson in medical theory with Dr
Gedroits at home every evening at 6 p.m., after which Olga and
Tatiana would often go back to the hospital to help sterilize and
prepare the instruments for the next day’s operations with another
nurse Bibi (Varvara Vilchkovskaya), with whom they became close
friends. Whenever the girls took a break in the corridor outside the
wards those patients able to walk would venture out to sit and chat
with them and tell them stories. The girls would always have sweets
in their pockets to share and often brought fruit and bunches of
flowers from the Alexander Palace greenhouses. In the evenings
some of the men gathered round the piano in the common room
and sang – which Olga and Tatiana particularly enjoyed – but the
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best days were festivals or holidays when they would be joined by
Maria and Anastasia, and sometimes even Alexey. On evenings when
they went back home earlier the girls would often end up telephoning
the hospital for one last chat with their favourites.14
*
The Romanov sisters and their mother were not spared any of the
shock of their first confrontation with the suffering of the wounded
and the terrible damage done to their bodies by bombs, sabres and
bullets. Joined by Anna Vyrubova in their training, they were thrown
in at the deep end, dealing with men who arrived ‘dirty, bloodstained and suffering’, as Anna recalled. ‘Our hands scrubbed in antiseptic
solutions we began the work of washing, cleaning, and bandaging
maimed bodies, mangled faces, blinded eyes, all the indescribable
mutilations of what is called civilized warfare.’15 Sometimes Anastasia and Maria were allowed to come and watch them dressing the
wounds, and from 16 August the older girls began observing oper-
ations, at first civilian ones for appendixes and hernias, and the
lancing of swellings. But soon they were watching bullets being
taken out and on 8 September a trepanning for removal of shrapnel;
five days later they witnessed their first leg amputation.16 Once
qualified they would be assisting – Alexandra usually handing the
surgical instruments to Gedroits and taking away amputated limbs,
the girls threading surgical needles and passing cotton-wool swabs.
On 25 November they saw their first wounded man die on the
operating table; Alexandra told Nicholas that their ‘girlies’ had been very brave.17
In addition to their nursing training Olga and Tatiana were
assigned important public roles in the war effort by their mother,
although being among strangers in the capital chairing committees
was something they both dreaded and never enjoyed. On 11 August
an imperial
ukaz
was issued, establishing the Supreme Council for the Care of Soldiers’ Families and of Families of the Wounded and
Dead. It was headed by Alexandra, who nominated Olga as vice-
president with responsibility for its Special Petrograd Committee
– one of numerous subsidiary committees set up in cities across
Russia to raise funds for the central Supreme Council.18 A month
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later, Tatiana was given a similar role with the establishment of Her Imperial Highness Grand Duchess Tatiana Nikolaevna’s Committee
for the Temporary Relief of Those Suffering Deprivation in Wartime.
Under its chief administrator, Alexey Neidgardt, the Tatiana
Committee, as everyone came to call it, dealt specifically with the
growing refugee problem in Russia’s western provinces – where
civilian Poles, Jews, Lithuanians, Letts and Ruthenians had now
become caught up in the fighting.
From its inception the Tatiana Committee proved to be a great
success, in no small part thanks to Tatiana’s high public profile as
an imperial daughter and her active involvement with its work in
setting up shelters, soup kitchens, maternity homes and refuges for
orphaned children. The tedious bureaucracy of her Wednesday
afternoon meetings in Petrograd was, however, a different matter,
and she found Neidgardt a pompous bore. She also disliked the
formalities, as one official recalled when he addressed her at a
committee: ‘If you should so please your imperial highness . . .’
Tatiana was visibly embarrassed: ‘she looked at me in astonishment
and when I sat down next to her again, she gave me a sharp nudge
under the table and whispered: “Are you off your head or what, to
address me in that way?”’19 She and Olga both hated such formali-
ties. ‘It’s only at our hospital that we feel comfortable and at ease’, admitted Olga to one of her patients.20 Nevertheless, they both got
on with their public duties conscientiously and without complaint,
Tatiana often having to tackle committee paperwork after long days