“My beloved darling. I just got your letter from 14 December with the poetry. Although it is v

“My beloved darling. I just got your letter from 14 December with the poetry. Although it is very old, I was still really happy and thank you for it. I don’t know if you get any of my letters? This is the 6th one since the New year. I gave Papa the letters from the coeds and he thanks [them]. Thank God that all is well with you now. It was scary, learning from the newspapers what was going on where you are and not have any news from you for such a long time. All is well with us for now, more or less. The red army men are here too, recently a detachment arrived, but for now they are behaving decently. Everyone fasted and attended divine services during the first week, and were also in Church three times. And now vsenoshnayas and obednitsas are at home again. Oh, you know, they moved Nastenka, Trina, Valya and Tat.[ischev], and also all our people to our house, and locked everyone up tightly. That’s right. So our house is now crowded with screens, people, etc. These last few days were cooler and overcast, but still the sun comes out just before sunset, like right now for instance, and it warms so nicely. Recently it was 21 deg. on the balcony, nice? The snow is melting and the mud in the streets, and especially in our little garden, is incredible. Also a lot of water. We live as always in general – take walks, sit in the sun on the porch, saw, chop firewood and etc. When it is sunny, then all feels nice even when there is nothing to do, while vice versa is boring. – No news from Katya since Christmas. Olya wrote in January, Bibi too. I know that they write often, but for some reason [letters] don’t reach [us]. Baron with Olga Porf. are in T.S., each in his own infirmary. The poor Countess has a new sorrow – her Father has died. Recently we got a very sweet letter from [illeg]. – Well, I think this is all I know. Oh yes one more thing, Ivan Gor. Trof.’s son was born in Yeltz. He wrote to Evg.Serg. - We can see Isa from the window. Babochka’s family and he himself dispersed to different places. His godmother stayed in Petrograd though. Everyone sends regards. I embrace you warmly. May God keep you. Your Olga. Send lots of good wishes to little Cher. and your landlords. 5th April, 1918. As we were about to submit the envelope, we received your letter from 3/16 March, thank you dear. I can only imagine what you lived through, my poor ones. And how is it now? I don’t know if you heard that our poor Gubar., and also Sasha Dum. and little Kablukov were killed. Horrible stuff. Everyone from Ai-Todor moved to Dulber, [they] are well. The letters now take a long time. For now P. Kob. receives letters for us, but soon some sort of a commissar will arrive and then we don’t know how it will be. Whatever God sends – since all comes from Him, and no matter how hard it is, then it is because it’s necessary for some reason. – Now it is unclear, but later we will understand. I wait impatiently for another letter. Oh yes, about the violets, and little rock, everyone is very grateful. We put it into the Bible. I kiss my darling firmly one more time. Your Olga.”- Olga Nikolaevna to Margarita Sergeevna Khitrovo, 4th/17th April - 5th/18th April 1918 -- source link

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