1752

Catherine’s unfortunate sleigh ride; Mme. Choglokova’s
interception of Catherine’s gift to Elizabeth; Sergei Saltykov’s
courtship of Catherine; Elizabeth’s rebuke to Catherine for
not having children yet; trip to Kronstadt; Elizabeth’s order
to procure a mistress for Peter

At the end of carnival, Count Chernyshev left for his regiment. A few days before his departure, I needed to be bled. It was a Saturday. The following Wednesday, Monsieur Choglokov invited us to his island in the mouth of the Neva. The house there was composed of a salon in the middle and a few rooms to the side. Near this house he had built a sleigh run. Upon arriving there, I found Count Roman Vorontsov, who seeing me said, “I have just the thing for you. I have had an excellent little sleigh made for the sleigh run.” As he had often taken me before, I accepted his offer willingly, and immediately he had his little sleigh brought, in which there was a kind of little armchair where I sat down, and he placed himself behind me and we descended. But halfway down the slope, Count Vorontsov was no longer in control of the little sleigh, which tipped over. I fell out, and Count Vorontsov, who was very heavy and clumsy, fell on me, or rather on my left arm, from which I had been bled four or five days before. I got up and he too, and we went on foot to meet a sleigh from the court, which awaited those who went down the slope and took them back to where they had started from, so that those who wanted could descend again. Seated in this sleigh with Princess Gagarina, who had followed me with Count Ivan Chernyshev, who stood in the back of the sleigh with Vorontsov, I felt an inexplicable warmth on my left arm. I put my right hand in the sleeve of my coat to see what it was, and pulling out my hand I found it covered in blood. I said to the two Counts and to the Princess that I thought that my vein had opened and was bleeding. They made the sleigh go faster and we went to the house instead of the sleigh run; there we found only a butler. I took off my coat, the butler gave us some vinegar, and Count Chernyshev acted as surgeon. We all agreed not to breathe a word about this adventure. As soon as my arm was bandaged, I returned to the sleighing hill. I danced the rest of the evening. I dined and we returned very late to the house without anyone suspecting what had happened to me. However, for nearly a month my thumb was limp, but little by little this passed.

During Lent I had a violent altercation with Madame Choglokova. Here is the reason. Sometime earlier, my mother had gone to Paris. Upon returning from this capital, General Ivan Fedorovich Glebov’s eldest son gave me two pieces of quite rich and very beautiful cloth from my mother. While I was looking at them in the presence of Shkurin, who unfolded them for me in my dressing room, I let slip that these fabrics were of such quality that I was tempted to present them to the Empress. And in fact I waited for the moment to speak about them to Her Imperial Majesty, whom I saw only very rarely and then mostly in public. I did not speak of them at all to Madame Choglokova. It was a present that I kept to myself; I forbade Shkurin to tell any living soul what I had let slip in front of him alone. But he ran immediately to repeat what I had just let slip to Madame Choglokova. One fine morning, a few days later, Madame Choglokova came into my room and told me that the Empress thanked me for my fabrics, that she had kept one and was sending the other back to me. I was struck with astonishment upon hearing this! “What?” I said to her. Then Madame Choglokova added that she had brought my fabrics to the Empress, having heard that I had meant them to go to Her Imperial Majesty. At this, I got angrier than I remember ever having been. I stammered; I hardly spoke. Nevertheless I said to Madame Choglokova that I had been looking forward to presenting the Empress with these fabrics and that she had deprived me of this pleasure by taking my fabrics and presenting them unbeknownst to me to Her Imperial Majesty, that she, Madame Choglokova, could not know my intentions, because I had not spoken of them to her, and that if she had known them, it was only by the mouth of a treacherous servant, who betrayed his mistress, though she daily showered him with gifts. Madame Choglokova, who always had her reasons, insisted that I should never speak of anything to the Empress, that she had notified me of Her Imperial Majesty’s order to this effect, and that my servants should report to her everything I said. Consequently, my servant had only done his duty and she hers by bringing the fabrics that I had designated for the Empress to Her Imperial Majesty, unbeknownst to me, that this was all according to the rules. I let her speak because fury left me speechless.

Finally she left, and then I went into a little antechamber where Shkurin normally spent the morning and where my old clothes were kept. Finding him there, I gave him a hard, well-aimed slap with all my strength and told him that he was a traitor and the most ungrateful of men to have dared to report to Madame Choglokova what I had forbidden him to say, that I showered him with gifts and that he had nevertheless betrayed me over such innocent remarks, that from that day on I would no longer give him anything, and that I would have him both dismissed and thrashed. I asked him what he hoped to gain from his conduct. I myself would always remain what I was, while the Choglokovs, hated and detested by everyone, would end up getting themselves dismissed by the Empress herself, who sooner or later would surely recognize their profound stupidity and inadequacy for the position in which they had been placed by an evil man’s intrigue. If he wanted, he was free to go repeat what I had just said. I was certain nothing would happen to me, but he would see what would become of him. My manservant fell at my knees sobbing, and begged my pardon with a remorse that seemed sincere to me. I was touched and told him that his future conduct would decide my treatment of him, that his conduct would determine mine. He was an intelligent boy who did not lack talent and has never failed me since; on the contrary, during the most difficult times, I have had the clearest proof of his zeal and fidelity.⁸⁹ I complained to everyone I could about the trick that Madame Choglokova had played on me, so that it would reach the Empress’s ears. The Empress thanked me for my fabrics when she saw me, and I knew from a third party that she disapproved of the manner in which Madame Choglokova had acted, and the matter ended there.

After Easter we moved to the Summer Palace. For some time already I had noticed that Chamberlain Sergei Saltykov was present more often than usual at court. He always came in the company of Lev Naryshkin, who amused everyone with his originality, several aspects of which I have already mentioned. Sergei Saltykov was the bête noire of Princess Gagarina, whom I liked dearly and even trusted. Lev Naryshkin was tolerated by everyone and regarded as an entirely inconsequential and very original person. Sergei Saltykov insinuated himself as much as he could with the Choglokovs. Since they were neither likable, nor witty, nor amusing, there could only be some hidden design in his attentions. Madame Choglokova was pregnant at the time and often indisposed. She claimed that I amused her, and during the summer as during the winter, she often desired that I come to her residence. Sergei Saltykov, Lev Naryshkin, and Princess Gagarina were usually at her home, when there was not a concert in the Grand Duke’s apartment or else a play at court. The concerts bored Madame Choglokova, who would only arrive at them late, if at all. Monsieur Choglokov never missed the concerts. Sergei Saltykov found a unique way to keep him occupied. I do not know how, but in this dense man, who was totally devoid of imagination and intelligence, he detected a passion for versifying nonsense songs. Once this was discovered, every time that we wanted to get rid of Monsieur Choglokov, we begged him to compose a new song. He would go sit in a corner, usually by a stove, and with great enthusiasm begin to write his song, which took all evening. Then his song would be declared charming, and this encouraged him to keep composing new ones. Lev Naryshkin put his songs to music and sang them with him, and meanwhile, the conversation continued without interruption, and one could speak freely. For, once Choglokov was seated, he did not get up again the entire evening. Where he was sitting made him pleasant or unpleasant, unbearable or charming, which he never was except when he was far enough away. I had a large book of his songs; I do not know what became of it.

During one of these concerts, Sergei Saltykov intimated to me the reason for his frequent appearances. At first I did not respond. When he spoke to me about it again, I asked him what he hoped to gain. He began to paint a picture as cheerful as it was passionate of the happiness he expected. I said, “And your wife, whom you married for love two years ago and with whom you are said to be madly in love, and she with you, what would she say?” He told me that all that glittered was not gold, and that he was paying dearly for a moment of blindness. I did everything I could to make him change his mind. I truly believed that I was succeeding. I pitied him. But to my misfortune I listened to him. He was remarkably handsome, and surely no one equaled him in the grand court, much less in ours. He lacked neither intelligence, nor that breadth of knowledge, manners, and tact that high society, but especially the court, provides. He was twenty-six years old. All in all, he was both by his birth and by several other qualities a distinguished gentleman. He knew how to hide his faults, the greatest of which were a mind for intrigue and lack of principles; at the time, these were not yet evident to me. I held out during the spring and part of the summer. I saw him almost every day. I did not change my conduct with him at all. I was as I had always been with him and as I was with everyone else. I saw him only in the presence of the court or a part of it. One day, to get rid of him for good, I decided to tell him that his attentions were in vain. I added, “For all you know, my heart may belong to another.” Instead of discouraging him, I saw that his pursuit only became more ardent. The question of my dear husband never arose, because it was known and accepted that he was not very lovable, even to those with whom he was in love, as he continually was, since he courted, so to speak, all women. Only she who was called his own was excluded from his attentions.

Meanwhile, Choglokov invited us to hunt on his island, where we went in a rowboat; our horses had gone ahead of us. As soon as I arrived, I mounted a horse, and we went to find the dogs. Sergei Saltykov waited for the moment when the others were in pursuit of the hares and approached me to speak of his favorite subject. I listened to him more patiently than usual. He described in detail the plan that he had devised to shroud in complete secrecy, so he said, the pleasures that one could enjoy in such a situation. I did not say a word. He took advantage of my silence to persuade me that he loved me passionately, and he begged me to allow him to believe that he could hope, and that at least I was not indifferent to him. I told him that he could give rein to his imagination without me being able to prevent him. Finally he made comparisons between himself and other people in the court and made me admit that he was preferable to them, and from there he concluded that he was preferred. I laughed at what he said, but deep down I confess that he pleased me rather well. After an hour and a half of conversation, I told him to go because such a long conversation could become suspicious. He told me that he would not go unless I told him that he was tolerated. I replied, “Yes, yes, but go away.” He said, “I take you at your word,” and spurred his horse, and I cried, “No, no,” and he repeated, “Yes, yes.” We parted in this way. Back at the house on the island, we supped, and during supper, a great wind arose at sea, which made the water rise so considerably that it reached the bottom of the stairs, and the island was covered in several feet of seawater. We were obliged to remain on Choglokov’s island until the storm and the waters had subsided, which took until two or three in the morning. During this time, Sergei Saltykov said to me that heaven itself was favorable to him that day because it let him enjoy seeing me for a while longer, and numerous other such things. He already believed himself very fortunate, but I was not. A thousand worries troubled my thoughts, and I think I was very sullen that day and very unhappy with myself. I had believed myself able to govern and elevate both his thoughts and mine, and I understood that both were difficult, if not impossible.

Two days later, Sergei Saltykov told me that one of the Grand Duke’s gentlemen of the bedchamber, Bressan, of French nationality, had told him that His Imperial Highness had said in his room, “Sergei Saltykov and my wife are deceiving Choglokov, making him believe what they want and then mocking him.” It has to be said in truth that there was something to this and that the Grand Duke had noticed. I replied by advising him to be more circumspect in the future. A few days later I came down with a terrible sore throat, which lasted more than three weeks, with a severe fever, during which the Empress sent me Princess Kurakina, who was getting married to Prince Lobanov. I was supposed to crown her with the ceremonial headdress; for this purpose we had her sit in her court gown and big hoop on my bed. I did what I could, but Madame Choglokova, seeing that it was impossible for me to finish crowning her, had her get down off the bed and finished the headdress. I have not seen this woman again since then. At the time, the Grand Duke was in love with demoiselle Marfa Isaevna Shafirova, whom the Empress had recently placed in my service along with her elder sister, Anna Isaevna. Sergei Saltykov, who was an intriguing devil, insinuated himself with them to discover what the Grand Duke might be saying to the two sisters about him, so as to turn it to his advantage. These girls were poor, rather stupid, and very ambitious, and in fact in very little time they became his close confidantes.

Meanwhile, we went to Oranienbaum, where I again went riding every day and, except on Sundays, wore a man’s habit. Choglokov and his wife had become sweet as lambs. In Madame Choglokova’s eyes I acquired a new virtue. I dearly loved and fawned over one of her children. I made outfits for him, and God knows how many toys and togs I gave him. The mother was truly crazy about the child, who afterward became such a good-for-nothing that he was sentenced to fifteen years imprisonment in a fortress for his mischief.⁹⁰ Sergei Saltykov had become the friend, confidant, and adviser of Monsieur and Madame Choglokov. Certainly no man with common sense would have been able to submit to a trial as difficult as listening to these two proud, arrogant, and egotistical fools talk nonsense all day, without having much at stake. People guessed and speculated about his motives. This reached Peterhof and the ears of the Empress. Now, at this time it often happened that when Her Imperial Majesty wanted to scold someone, she scolded not that for which she could have scolded, but used a pretext to scold something that one never would have imagined her scolding. This observation comes from courtiers. I have it from the very mouth of its author, Zakhar Chernyshev.

At Oranienbaum, everyone in our entourage, both men and women, had agreed to have outfits of the same color made for the summer: the tunic gray and the rest blue, with a black velvet collar and no other trimming. This uniformity was convenient in more than one way. There was a clash over this costume, and more particularly, over the fact that I always dressed in a riding habit and that I rode astride like a man. Having come to Peterhof for a day of court, the Empress said to Madame Choglokova that this way of riding kept me from having children and that my costume was not at all proper. When she herself rode in a man’s habit, she changed her clothes as soon as she dismounted. Madame Choglokova replied that there was no question of having children, that this could not happen without a cause and that although Their Imperial Highnesses had been married since 1745, the cause for children did not exist. Then⁹¹ Her Imperial Majesty reprimanded Madame Choglokova and told her that she held her responsible because she neglected to preach to the interested parties on this subject, and overall she displayed much ill humor, and told her that her husband was a simpleton who let himself be deceived by snot-nosed brats. Within twenty-four hours, the Choglokovs repeated all this to their confidants. Hearing the words snot-nosed brats, the brats wiped their noses, and in a special meeting held for this purpose by the brats, resolved and determined that Sergei Saltykov and Lev Naryshkin would perfectly fulfill Her Imperial Majesty’s wishes, by feigning to incur Monsieur Choglokov’s disfavor, in a ruse that he himself might not suspect. Under the pretext of a relative’s illness, they would withdraw to their houses for three weeks or a month to let the rumors die down. This was executed to the letter, and the following day they left to go confine themselves with their families for a month. For my part, I immediately changed costume, and anyway, the other had become unnecessary. The first idea for uniforms had come from what we wore on court days at Peterhof: the tunic was white, the rest green, and everything decorated with silver braid. Sergei Saltykov, who was dark, said that in this white and silver outfit he resembled a fly in milk. Otherwise, I continued to visit the Choglokovs as before, except that now I endured greater boredom. Husband and wife regretted the absence of the two principal champions of their society. I certainly did not contradict them. The illness and death of Sergei Saltykov’s mother further prolonged his absence.

Meanwhile the Empress told us to come from Oranienbaum to join her in Kronstadt, where she was going to open the canal that Peter I had begun and that had just been completed. She went ahead of us to Kronstadt. The night after she arrived was very stormy, and Her Imperial Majesty, who since her arrival had sent for us to come join her, believed that we were at sea during this storm. She was very anxious the entire night, and it seemed to her that she saw from her windows a ship struggling on the sea that could well be the yacht in which we were to cross. She turned for succor to relics that she always had beside her bed. She carried them to the window and waved them in a direction opposite that of the ship, which was in distress in the storm. She cried out several times that we were surely going to perish and that it would be her fault because, after her recent reprimand to us, we would have left immediately after the yacht’s arrival to show her our devotion. But in fact the yacht arrived only after this storm at Oranienbaum so that we did not board it until the following afternoon. We spent three days in Kronstadt, during which the blessing of the canal took place with much ceremony and water was introduced for the first time into this canal.⁹² In the afternoon there was a large ball. The Empress wanted to stay at Kronstadt to see the water flow out again, but she left on the third day before this could happen. This canal was not drained until my reign, when I had a steam mill built to drain it. In any case, it would have been impossible to let the water out, because the bottom of the canal was below sea level, but this was not known at the time. From Kronstadt each returned to his home. The Empress went to Peterhof and we to Oranienbaum. Monsieur Choglokov requested and obtained permission to go to one of his estates for a month. During his absence, his wife took great pains to execute the Empress’s orders to the letter. First she had several conferences with the Grand Duke’s gentleman of the bedchamber, Bressan. At Oranienbaum this man found a pretty painter’s widow, Madame Grooth. It took a few days to persuade her, with I know not what promises, and then to instruct her on what was wanted of her and what she should do. Then Bressan was charged with introducing His Imperial Highness to this young, lovely widow. I well saw that Madame Choglokova was very involved in some intrigue, but I did not know what until Sergei Saltykov finally returned from his voluntary exile and more or less informed me of the matter. Finally, after much effort Madame Choglokova achieved her objective, and when she was sure of the result, she notified the Empress that everything was going in accordance with her wishes. She hoped for great rewards for her pains, but in this she was mistaken, because she was given nothing. Nevertheless, she said that the empire owed her for it.

Immediately afterward we returned to the city. It was at this time that I persuaded the Grand Duke to break off negotiations with Denmark. I reminded him of the advice of Count de Bernis, who had already left for Vienna; he listened to me and ordered a stop to them without any agreement.

After a brief stay at the Summer Palace, we moved to the Winter Palace.⁹³ It seemed to me that Sergei Saltykov was growing less interested, that he became distracted, and sometimes smug, arrogant, and dissolute. I was angered by this and spoke to him about it; he gave me some poor excuses and claimed that I did not understand how extremely clever his conduct was. He was right, for I found it quite strange. We were told to prepare for the journey to Moscow, which we did. We departed on December 14, 1752, from Petersburg.⁹⁴ Sergei Saltykov remained there and did not come until several weeks after us. I left Petersburg with a few small signs of pregnancy. We traveled very quickly, night and day. At the last station before Moscow, the signs of pregnancy ended with painful contractions. Arriving in Moscow and seeing the turn things had taken, I suspected that I may well have had a miscarriage.