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Friday, July 5, 2024

Alix's letter to Nicholas of May 17 and 18 (New Style), 1894

Source:

Alexandra Feodorovna: Diaries and Correspondence, volume 2: Engagement and Marriage, 1894, pages 60 to 62, by George Hawkins, 2023

The letter:

No. 18
Windsor Castle
May 17th 1894 11. evening
Моя душки Ники,
I must just begin a few lines to you to-night, to say how much my thoughts are with you. Sandra was with me a moment and so we sang "noch a mal" and it has made me feel quite melancholy. I cannot describe my longing for you, it is so great and just on your dear Birthday, how much I should have enjoyed spending it with you. God bless you my beloved Boy, and may you sleep well to-night and wake up fresh and happy in the morning, ready to begin the new year with a bright and cheery spirit. A good kiss for yr dear letter the servant brought me when we were leaving for Aldershot. All you said touched me deeply and the sweet flowers, yr an Angel, my Ники dear!

No, to think you can manage to get away earlier, I am too enchanted. By then I hope to have finished my cure and Victoria wishes me to tell you that she would be only too happy if you came to Walton. Fancy how delightful, if we could spend a few days there to-gether, it is too good to think of.

Do send me the books by the next messenger so that I can read them at Harrowgate. As soon as I know my address there, I will send it to you, Baroness Starkenburg, don't forget.

My own sweet precious one, yr dear letter has made me so happy, I feel like quite another person — a month and so Gott will, I shall clasp you to my heart, my Ники sweet.

The parade was charming and interested me immensely — the march past was so good — what splendid horses they have got, the one regiment only, greys, and so fine, they are much bigger than our German cavalry horses, but they are splendid, strong animals. The red uniforms do look so cheery. It was hot, but luckily not dusty, a thing they complain of here usually. The pole of our carriage broke, Victoria repaired by cords and we dreaded every moment that the steeds wld go off and leave us and carriage behind. Uncle George and U. Bertie were there too. We took tea at Uncle Arthur's. They want us to come so much when you are here. Altogether you are wanted by everyone, and it seems I am calmly to give you up to all the grasping creatures, oh, so naughty, I want you, I too am greedy and want my precious one all to myself sometimes.

The heat in the train was great and Sandra kept pulling the blinds the whole time up and down as the sun shone once in Granny's eyes and then on the other side.

Madelaine is hunting for the dog. I heard him bark a few minutes ago and now he has disappeared, frightened little beasty. But I think I better stop as it is getting so late and my legs are exhausted and I don't want the old Cow to grumble at the owl, only felt I must scratch down a few words as I cannot keep my thoughts away from you.

The moon is shining gloriously and I see two faces in it kissing each other, since I once discovered it from a drawing after a picture, il baccio della Luna — I always see the two heads. I traced it so can show it you at Darmstadt and you will distinctly ever after see the two faces.

At last she has got the dog.

Aunt B, Sandra, Ludwig and Victoria are riding to-morrow morning at 8, oh, how I envy them. I have lent the latter my riding habbit and a loose jacket so I hope she can wear parts of it. Bless you my love, my one and all, my sweet old boysy, have sweet dreams and think of your little bride who will pray most fervently for her Ники's happiness and wellfare. Night night deary!

May 18th — Good day, my beloved Nicky and tenderest good wishes and many happy returns of this dear day — how I long to be with you, I need not say, you can well imagine it. I received several kind telegrams, wh touched me deeply. From yr regiment, Aunt Sanny, Anastasie, Ella and Serge, Costia and Mavra. Your dear letter has come. I always scamper off to my room after lunch to find the daily letter I always am dying for. A kiss and tender thanks for it. I do pity you having had to spend some days in St Petersburg, the weather is so warm. That poor officer fainting in Church! The letters do take so long — why by this time, you are again at Gatchina and all is over.

It is glorious weather to-day, so sunny and warm. I studied Russian in the garden with Schneiderlein. I wish I got on quicker, I fear she must have great patience and perseverance with me.

Aunt B has given me already now her birthday present — a thing to hang all my crousseau — it looks so nice.

I shall send this letter off now and perhaps I can scribble a line for the last post to-night, I'll see.

Goodbye my own beloved Nicky dear, my thoughts are ever with you and more especially so to-day, and my most earnest prayers for yr happiness dearest pet. God bless you. Many tender kisses. Ever yr own true love
Alix

Du, mein ein & mein alles, mein Herz, mein Schatz


Above: Nicholas and Alix.

Notes: "Моя душки Ники" = "My darling Nicky".

"Du, mein ein & mein alles, mein Herz, mein Schatz" = "You, my one and my only, my heart, my darling".

Alix's letter to Nicholas of May 12 and 13 (New Style), 1894

Source:

Alexandra Feodorovna: Diaries and Correspondence, volume 2: Engagement and Marriage, 1894, pages 45 to 47, by George Hawkins, 2023

The letter:

No. 13
Windsor Castle
May 12th 1894
Милый, дорогой Ники
As I have just a minute to myself I am going to begin my epistle to you. I drove with Granny and Aunt Beatrice. And we took tea at Cumberland Lodge which was very nice. I fear my last letter was very dull and I only hope this one won't be the same.

Georgie and May, Aunt Louise and Uncle Lorne have come for two nights, and there are several strangers coming to Dinner, which I think a great nuisance and not even the young Lord in Waiting to cheer me up — is this not too sad, eh? I feel quite [illegible] and cannot even put on the face you so much like. You old goose, I should like to give you a good... punch, not a kiss, do you hear? I am in a beastly bad humour. I wish the man would not come and light all the candles, it looks as if I were going to give a party. Do you remember how you used to help me putting out my lamps in my little room at Coburg. How I long for those evenings back again — shall we be as dumb when we meet here do you think?

Aunt Marie sent me the photo of us and Caesar, done before the Church, not at all a nice remembrance. How angry we were there, when they dragged us out to be done and just when we had a few minutes only to ourselves before I left. I longed to say such a lot to you, but somehow I could not. The little tear you then gave me is so sweet and I prize it greatly.

May 13th. Good morning sweet One, I have just come from Church, where we heard a most beautiful sermon. It reminded me rather of the old clergy man's at Ernie's wedding. I could have sat there for hours listening to him. I wish I could tell it you all, how that God does not look for the outer form, but for the spirit, the same as people who are devoted to each other do not go by the outer appearance but their hearts, spirits are drawn to each other, that religion is not a thing only in a certain [illegible] or Church but everywhere "God is to be found" that we all have got our duties, sometimes they are only small ones and we think we need not put our whole heart into it and how wrong that is. St John. Chapter IV v 4, that was his text, the woman of Samaria "God is a spirit and they that worship him shall worship him in spirit and truth. As long as we don't understand God's spirit, the laws wh rule nature, we are not his creatures. The spirit of God teaches us how always to draw nearer to him. Taking a decision between right and wrong, your conscience shows it you, it is the spirit within you, that draws you involuntarily to the right, you must not make calculations as to what comes after your decision, but let yr spirit direct you. It is not the decision wh brings you the blessing, but the spirit which you have obeyed in taking it.

Many think that to be near God the places of adoration are where your souls are lifted high above the world by the droning of the organ, the voices rising up in harmony, the momentary inspiration, but the true secret to find God is by the consecration of your whole life and of every little pail of water you must carry on the long and weary road to the well. Christ always does his very, but no matter how small and insignificant the work is, he has to fulfil. He gives his very best teaching to the poor woman of narrow mind conception and narrow, mean surroundings — to her he speaks of the greatest truth, wh. are a secret even for the wise. She sought only for deliverance from her earthly toils and we all how often to get rid of all suffering and worry, this longing of hers he used as a means by which to lead her on to higher vistas of spiritual development. The faithful consecration of our life, doing the smallest duties with all our powers concentrated and with the one wish "to do our very best."

I have tried with Gretchen's help to put down a little of the sermon, but it is almost too difficult and I fear I have not done it clearly, but it can give you some idea at least of what he preached.

This afternoon we are going to St George's Chappel for service and to-day I think the singing will be particularly fine.

Aunt B tried a pair of new ponies to-day and they seemed to go quite nicely, tho' at first they scidadled about. My own sweet One, did our thoughts and prayers meet in Church? How the time flies! Well, I am glad for the one season as it brings the time of our meeting again. My legs are so bad and seem to be swollen again, so I am going to be good and see Dr. Reid — alas, I fear it comes from riding, so I foresee that I shall have to give up that pleasure still for a time — oh, it is such a nuisance and I do enjoy cantering about in this lovely Park so much. The both hands are going to play on the terrace afterwards and then crowds come and listen. I shall listen from the room, as the pleasure of walking is not for me. Oh, Nicky sweet, do you really not get frightened when you think of what a creature is to become your wife, will she not drive you mad? I shall do all in my power to get my legs in order till next year, but it is not so easy, and you who are so fond of walking, oh dear, what can I do?

The post has brought me nothing from you, let's hope to-night a letter may still come, or else I shall be so sad, so sad. Beloved boysy, my thoughts are always with you and I long impatiently for the hour of your arrival. If the weather is fine we must have some fun then/ A. Beatrice was saying that we must go up the river then, wh. would be delightful as I have never done it, and it is said to be so lovely. Sweet one, I must say Goodbye now. God bless you and may his Angels watch over you.

Many a tender kiss
Ever yr deeply loving and devoted little girly
Alix


Above: Nicholas and Alix.

Alix's letter to Nicholas, written May 11 (New Style), 1894

Source:

Alexandra Feodorovna: Diaries and Correspondence, volume 2: Engagement and Marriage, 1894, pages 40 to 41, by George Hawkins, 2023

The letter:

No. 11
Windsor Castle
May 11th 1894
My precious Nicky dear,
On arriving here I found your sweet letter, which made me oh so happy and the three Lippen der Küh! Please thank Miechen as soon as you have an occasion, for her dear letter. Yours is a great joy to me. But I am sorry my love has to much to do, well I hope they will let him freer then next year. What a naughty Child you are, your letter made me laugh so. Does the photo really look so sly — oh how shocking, then you better turn it to the wall. How nice it must be rowing out onto the lake all alone, but спицбубъ's letters I fear are scarcely interesting enough to take out to read in such a poetical spot.

When you come we must go to Virginia Water, as it is perfectly lovely there, and then we can row to-gether. Your dear letter has made my head feel so much better — you can't think how I ravish in them, I read them over and over again, and am in the fidgets till another comes. This afternoon I went with Aunt Beatrice to see Drino have his gymnastic lessons — quite charming. A class of big girls and a married woman too, were drilling away and jumping and twisting themselves about. I wish I had learnt that more formerly, it is such good exercise and makes the body so souple — they seemed to enjoy. Three young brothers teach and help them — they are hansome so I have no doubt the girls rarely miss a lesson.

I had tea with Granny and she is going to send for me afterwards to dictate for her diary to me, as she has neglected lately, I alas too, completely, don't scold me for it, but you know all I do and that is enough don't you think..... so? You had лаусбубъ. If it does not pour as it did before, Thora, the one Lady and I are going to ride. Dr. Reid has allowed me to try it for quite short. I envy you having such fine weather, whilst we are daily drenched — дурная погода — дождь. A поцелуй отъ your маленки спицбубъ. Я очень рада когда ваше писмо come and Я must answer it, tho' Я only wrote this утро. Я shall be astonished if you can read this marvelous писмо I am concocting. Я люблю васъ. Is that correct? Я wonder когда я shall know даволно писать адійнъ во вас. Тетка Beatrice is going to see Eleonore Dussy act to-night in La Dance aux Camelias. I envy her. We are only Ladies again to-night, not lively, well, one gets sooner to bed, that is one thing. Do send me the photos, some of you and couple one, just as many old ones as you can fish out. My beloved One, I must say Goodbye now. God bless you. Many a tender kiss. Ever sweetest love
Yr own true Girly
Alix

Es war einmal ein König? Noch a mol, noch a mol, sing nur, sing Nicky dear — Marguerite la la la la la la la la la la la la Old Spötter! Inevitable R! Meshdunarodna. Give Paul my love when you meet.


Above: Alix.


Above: Nicholas.

Notes: "дурная погода — дождь. A поцелуй отъ your маленки спицбубъ. Я очень рада когда ваше писмо come" = "bad weather — rain. A kiss from your little Spitzbub. I am very happy when your letters come."

утро = morning.

писмо = letter.

"Я люблю васъ" = "I love You".

"Я wonder когда я shall know даволно писать адійнъ во вас" = "I wonder when I shall be able to write well to you."

"Es war einmal ein König? Noch a mol, noch a mol, sing nur" = "Was there a King once upon a time? Still a mol, still amol, sing now"

meshdunarodna (международна) = international.

Thursday, July 4, 2024

Alix's letter to Nicholas, dated May 6 (New Style), 1894

Source:

Alexandra Feodorovna: Diaries and Correspondence, volume 2: Engagement and Marriage, 1894, pages 21 to 23, by George Hawkins, 2023

The letter:

No. 5
Windsor Castle, May 6th 1894
Дорогой, милый Ники,
Здравствуйте! I have just come back from service, we had lovely singing and a fine sermon. I prayed most earnestly for my darling. I wish you had been there, I think you would like the English service, the prayers are to beautiful and elevating.

This moment a letter has come from Aunt Alix, full of yr praise and so kind. She wants me to go with them to Sandringham from Saturday to Monday — whether Granny can spare me I don't know as she does not care for our going on visits whilst one is living with her. I shall ask her afterwards. I would much rather have waited and gone with you, it wld have been less shy work as they have always a large party, into wh I so little belong. I forgot to say yesterday that foolish Georgie says I am to insist upon yr wearing high heals and that I am to have quite low ones. May, he says won't change hers, but he wears much higher ones — at first they had been uncomfortable but now he did not mind it any more. I can see yr face when you read this — really so mad! As if the highth made any difference, and a gentleman with high heals looks too absurd and I am sure you would never do it.

Granny is alas very lame to-day, wh depresses her, poor dear. Darling you will be able to get leave sometimes, so as that we can come and see her, as who knows how long we may still have her in our midst and it makes her so unhappy thinking me so far away, as we all have been so constantly here, and she has always been a second mother to us, and treated us more as her own children, not like Grandchildren. It is too awful when I think anything may happen to her — then the whole family wld more or less separate and it wld never be the same again — the head wld be missing, round whom all used to collect. God grant that she may be spared to us still many years.

I must dress now as I am to go out with her and Aunt. I shall probably only follow the carriage a bit as it goes to fast for me now with my rotten old legs.

Me come back again. Granny won't spare me, I am not to go, she has the first right to me and it is the last time and she does not think it good I should go if they have a large party and without you. She seems not to wish me to go there, even not whilst she is at Balmoral. I am to see her in London she says. I am also not to go to Ascot races without you, it wld not be proper, well, honestly, I much prefer not going to the latter.

Last night Aunt B and I played to Granny some things of Grieg wh she liked. Thora, the snipe, is coming this afternoon and I want her to go to Church with me.

I have had such idiotical dreams, I who usually never dream, that it was a mistake, that I was not engaged to you, tho' I loved you awfully, but to your Uncle Alexei, you and I were always to-gether, skating, and I was in despair as I only cared for you and I did not know how to get out of it — too absurd. I was completely confused when I woke up in the morning. It is warm and windy. I hope the post will bring me a letter to-morrow as they take to long coming from Russia and I am longing for news.

Many tender kisses, sweetest One, and bless you. I am yearning for you. The bells chime so beautifully here, I wish they could ring over to you.

I have just seen Dr. Reid and he is going to give me a nerve tonic and I am to take what my Dr told me too. My pulse ought to be stronger. I shall be good and do all I am told as I must get my legs in order, for all the standing. I do wonder when I shall get your first letter from home.

"La vie est un sommeil, l'amoue en est le rêve, et vous avez vécu, si vous avez aimé."

Now my own precious One, I must say Goodbye. Many a tender kiss do I press here for my Pet. God bless and protect you my Own beloved One, my Nicky sweet.
Ever yr deeply loving and devoted little Girl
Alix


Above: Nicholas and Alix.


Above: Queen Victoria.

Notes: "Дорогой, милый Ники, здравствуйте!" = "Dear, darling Nicky, hello!".

Thora = Princess Helena Victoria of Schleswig-Holstein (1870-1948), daughter of Princess Helena and Prince Christian. Cousin of Alix.

"La vie est un sommeil, l'amoue en est le rêve, et vous avez vécu, si vous avez aimé." = "Life is a sleep, love is its dream, and you have lived, if you have loved."

Alix's letter to Nicholas, dated May 5 (New Style), 1894

Source:

Alexandra Feodorovna: Diaries and Correspondence, volume 2: Engagement and Marriage, 1894, pages 17 to 19, by George Hawkins, 2023

The letter:

No. 4 Windsor Castle
May 5th 1894
My own sweet Nicky dear,
Thanks for your dear message in Granny's telegram, we were breakfasting to-gether when it came. Then Gretchen and I went down to Frogmore, picked primroses and sat baking in the sun. She has to climb to get at them now, as my Boysy is alas not here. I had to think so much of the Rosenau and how I made poor you pick the whole time. I fear you must sometime have wished me to Jericho. Then Granny came and we went to the Mausoleum and placed wreathes there. It is so pretty and lies so lovely, you will, I am sure, there are lots of charming pattes and benches. Really it is too bad, the whole day people have been fidgeting, so that I could not finish this letter, and then I had to try on stupid, uninteresting clothes, 2 new blouses I have bought and 2 hats. "Schlumpers" are coming still.

Well, Georgie and May have been here and he sends you his very best love — you are his oldest and best friend. They were very nice, but I wanted you and your big eyes. I have just got a grand telegram: "Les Cosaque d'Orenburg réunis à l'occasion de leur fête patronale de St George's présent votre Altesse de vouloir bien agréer leurs vœux et hommages les plus respectueux inspirés par le dévouement sans bornes qu'ils portent à votre august fiancé les prières de tous sont unanimes pour le bonheur de vo Altesse Impériale. Ataman der Cosaques d'Orenburg General Major Ersehoss." I shall ask someone to help answering it properly as you know alas how weak my French is.

I drove with Granny and A. Beatrice in the Park and had tea in a cottage manor hill. The woods are too lovely and the roads and grass so inviting for a canter. We must ride when you come. My legs have been so bad all day that I have sent for Dr Reid — it will never do for you to have a lame wife. Wife — how funny that sounds! I cannot yet realize that the old owl is to be yours. If only she were worthy enough for you and could be a real help and comfort. But she will do all in her power for her own sweet Pelly whom she adores more than words can express. I hear an old barrelorgan down in the town, it makes me think of my childhood — how long ago that seems now, so much has happened, such never to be forgotten sorrows, and now this joy! Oh sweet one, thanks for your love which I value, oh, so highly. I have to think of days ago — do you remember our evening — I see you still in your white uniform waiting to go to Church, and then I was alone, but my prayers and thoughts followed you. To-morrow in Church our thoughts will meet and our prayers join. I must also go to evening service — it is so beautiful and does one such good — the lovely singing, fine Chapel, oh, could you but be at my side. And Ernie, how he loved it and he has a wife and is at home and happy — I am in a horrid mood to-night, I feel low and depressed and scarcely know how to keep back my tears — it is that dreadful barrelorgan I believe and the solitary lamp wh make me so foolish, but it will never do, my letter will be too idiotic otherwise. Ach, and I want to write to the Weeping Willow for his Birthday and then I must dress for dinner.

Of course, Georgie said I must not keep you all the time, but must let you come to London as he saw so little of you at his wedding wh I understand. I understand anyone wanting you.

Well, what have you been able to arrange for Xenia and Sandro? Give them my best love and say how much I am thinking of them. I forget, did I write out these lines for you already or not?

"Pray for all those who love thee,
All who are loved by thee,
Pray for those who hate thee,
If any such there be.
Then for thyself a blessing
In meekness humbly claim
And link with each petition
Thy great Redeemer's name."

"Love is the one thing on earth we never lose. It is like a cool river growing broader and deeper as it flows towards the sea, which makes all fields greener where it passes, the sweet flowers bloom. It flowed through Paradise long ago and they called it the River of Life." Yes, truly, love is the greatest blessing on earth and he to be pitied who knows it not. But I must rush, Victoria and Ludwig are arriving. Farewell beloved Boy, my own, own true Darling, the sweetest Boy that ever was.

God bless you now and evermore. Many tender kisses from yr ever deeply loving old Spitzbub owl and frog.
Аликсъ


Above: Nicholas and Alix.

Saturday, June 22, 2024

Alix's letter to Queen Victoria, dated December 25, 1888

Source:

Alexandra Feodorovna: Diaries and Correspondence, volume 1: Princess of Hesse, 1872-1893, pages 36 to 37, by George Hawkins, 2023

The letter:

Darmstadt
Xmas Day
Dearest Grandmama,
I was delighted with all the lovely Presents and send You my most loving thanks for them.

I wore my fur this morning at Church and it looked very pretty.

It was so very kind of You, dear Grandmama to give me that nice Shakespeare, which I shall prize immensely.

Irène is looking well, and it makes Xmas all the merrier to have her with us.

Hoping that You have spent a pleasant Xmas, and that the New Year will be a very happy one to You and dear Aunty, I remain Dearest Grandmama, Your most grateful and loving Child
Alix


Above: Alix.


Above: Queen Victoria.

Friday, June 21, 2024

Alix's letter to Queen Victoria, dated December 25, 1884

Source:

Alexandra Feodorovna: Diaries and Correspondence, volume 1: Princess of Hesse, 1872-1893, pages 15 to 16, by George Hawkins, 2023

The letter:

Darmstadt
Xmas Day
Dearest Grandmama,
I was delighted with all the lovely Presents and send You my most loving thanks for them.

I wore my fur this morning at Church and it looked very pretty.

It was so very kind of You, dear Grandmama to give me that nice Shakespeare, which I shall prize immensely.

Irène is looking well, and it makes Xmas all the merrier to have her with us.

Hoping that You have spent a pleasant Xmas, and that the New Year will be a very happy one to You and dear Aunty, I remain Dearest Grandmama, Your most grateful and loving Child
Alix


Above: Alix.


Above: Queen Victoria.

Alix's letter to Queen Victoria, written during her first time in Russia for the occasion of Ella's wedding, dated June 18, 1884

Source:

Alexandra Feodorovna: Diaries and Correspondence, volume 1: Princess of Hesse, 1872-1893, page 14, by George Hawkins, 2023

The letter:

Peterhof
June 18th 1884
Dearest Grandmama,
I was delighted with the beautiful presents and with Your dear letter — for all of which many, many thanks.

Please forgive the delay in answering. I have been much with little Xenia and her brothers, and only come to our rooms at bed-time, so Miss Jackson hopes You will kindly excuse me not writing sooner.

It is very pretty here, and I enjoy myself very much. Ernie has gone this morning with the other cousins (who held the crown at the wedding) to see dear Ella and Serge, and they all come here to-night for a Dance "Souterie" at the Oldenburg's.

I hope You liked what Irène and I painted. I am sorry I was unable to do any nice work, but at Xmas I hope to be more successful.
With many kisses and much love to dear Auntie, I am
Dearest Grandmama, Your most loving and grateful Grand-child
Alix


Above: Alix with her sisters Irène, Victoria and Ella.


Above: Queen Victoria.

Alix's letter to Queen Victoria for her 65th birthday, dated May 21, 1884

Source:

Alexandra Feodorovna: Diaries and Correspondence, volume 1: Princess of Hesse, 1872-1893, page 14, by George Hawkins, 2023

The letter:

May 21st 1884
Dearest Grandmama
I am writing to wish you many happy returns of your dear Birthday and hope you will not feel tired after your long journey.

We often think of your visit and missed you and dear Auntie very much when you left us — the house seemed so lonely and empty...
Dearest Grandmama
Your loving and dutiful Grandchild
Alix



Above: Alix.


Above: Queen Victoria.

Alix's letter to Queen Victoria, dated December 22, 1883

Source:

Alexandra Feodorovna: Diaries and Correspondence, volume 1: Princess of Hesse, 1872-1893, page 13, by George Hawkins, 2023

The letter:

December 22nd
Dearest Grandmama
I hope you will like the Banner Screen we have worked, and that it will be useful. All our invalids are better — and Ella has already been out driving. We all thought Irène looking very well & plump.

Wishing you and dear Auntie a very happy Christmas.
I am, dearest Grandmama
Your loving & dutiful grandchild
Alix


Above: Alix.


Above: Queen Victoria.

Thursday, June 20, 2024

Alix's letter on her seventh birthday to Queen Victoria, dated June 6, 1879

Source:

Alexandra Feodorovna: Diaries and Correspondence, volume 1: Princess of Hesse, 1872-1893, page 9, by George Hawkins, 2023

The letter:

June 6th 1879
Dearest Grandmama
I thank you very much for your dear letter and beautiful present. Please to give all our love to dear Auntie Beatrice
I remain, Dearest Grandmama
Your most loving & grateful child,
Alix

P. S. it is a wet morning but we are going to Jugenheim this afternoon, when I hope it will be fine. Alix


Above: Alix.


Above: Queen Victoria.