Terrible tsarinas

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Terrible Tsarinas glory, justice and prosperity.

The moment of truth had come. The Empress had the text of the charter read aloud, and after each article, she posed the same question: “Is that what the nation wants?” And, each time, the officers shouted their response: “Long live the sovereign autocrat!

Death to the traitors! Death to anyone who refuses her this title!”

Approved by plebiscite even before she was crowned, Anna Ivanovna then concluded, in a sweet tone that contrasted with her imposing matronly stature: “Why, then this paper is useless!”

And, to the hurrahs of the crowd, she tore the document to bits and scattered them at her feet.2 At the conclusion of this tumultuous event, which she regarded as her real coronation, the Empress and her entourage (still swelled by the officers of the Guard) went to see the members of the Supreme Privy Council - who had preferred to withdraw to another area, rather than watching her moment of triumph. They had thought they were trimming her claws, and here she was slashing them to the quick. Whereas the majority of the councilors were dumb-struck, Dmitri Golitsyn and Vasily Dolgoruky turned to face the mass of their opponents and publicly admitted their defeat. “Let everything be done in accordance with the divine will of Providence!” Dolgoruky said, philosophically.

Again, the crowd burst into cheers. “The Day of Dupes” was over. When it was no longer risky to take sides, Ostermann suddenly emerged. He had pretended to be seriously ill, confined to his room by his doctors; now, bright-eyed and bushy-tailed, he congratulated Anna Ivanovna, swore his unfailing devotion to her and announced, privately, that he was preparing to bring a lawsuit in the name of Her Majesty against the Dolgorukys and the Golitsyns. Anna Ivanovna smiled with a scornful joy. Who thus dared to claim that she was not of the same blood as Peter the Great? She had just proven the opposite. And this idea alone