Fifteen years ago the pale Little Father of All the Russias stood with his family in a cellar at Ekaterinburg while Lettish soldiers shot him down. Those of his followers and courtiers who could, fled the country, moving in two general directions, one through Constantinople toward Paris and the U. S., the other all the way across Siberia to Harbin and Shanghai. By education and temperament no emigr#233;s in history were worse equipped for facing life than the White Russians. In the East, Russian girls became dancing partners and gentlemen's companions. In...
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