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...daughter of joy in Hongkong. Later he "went native" in Japan, an incident which he relates with a flourish en passan, not forgetting to add that "elder [Japanese] persons" often stopped him in the street to inquire whether his "wife" was giving satisfaction. He says that His Majesty the Empress of Japan and His Majesty the Emperor, "Son of Heaven bestowed their mirthful benediction at Court Banquet upon his sowing of wild oats. They laughed, shrieked...
...period of 37 years, spanned by Alexander's maturity, his life took course invariably close to the leading events in the Fall of the Russian Empire. At the last, when Nicholas II could no longer protect his own mother, Alexander took care of this old lady, the Dowater Empress Maria Feodorovna, who was also his mother-in-law. Favored by circumstances, he eventually got her and his own family (wife, seven children) safely out of Soviet Russia...
...aspires to be Emperor of Manchuria. But Tokyo conceded that this weak young man with extremely weak eyes still has a chance to be chosen as Japan's Imperial Puppet. Furthermore, his proud Manchu mother, the daughter-in-law of his famed & terrible grandmother, the last real Empress Dowager, died last week...
About "Upheaval" the memoirs of Meadame Olga Woronoff, nee Countess Kleiumichel, and Maid of Honor to the late Empress Alexandra. Booth Tarkingten says: "No writer upon the Russian engulfment has printed a more living account of human beings who lived and perished, were heroic and gay, weak, bewildered and absurdly brave during the months of a Terroy--Madame Woronoff is distinguished for her gift of expressiveness--and her narrative seems to me to be so revealing and so alive and so eminently readable that I could not. If would, refrain from saying that it should be read' by everyone interested...
...state kimono. Baron Imazono stood in the Phoenix Hall and chanted not once but five times in succession the Imperial contributions. From the Emperor: From my own dreams to the weal of my people, thou, Chanticleer, Turnest my thoughts at thy call of the dawn. From the Empress: Send thy joyous clarion call, O Chanticleer, even to the dawning sky, Where fast retiring, yet lingering, the moon to earth draws near. From the Dowager Empress: Let the weary travelers of night take heart again At early dawn when suddenly comes Chanticleer...