Citation
Dr. Botkin, draft, May 15, 2013

Material Information

Title:
Dr. Botkin, draft, May 15, 2013
Creator:
Meyer, Carolyn, 1935- ( author )
Ted Hipple Young Adult Literature Collection
Language:
English
Physical Description:
1 electronic resource (1 page)

Subjects

Subjects / Keywords:
Princesses -- Fiction ( lcsh )
Sisters -- Fiction ( lcsh )
Diaries -- Fiction ( lcsh )
History -- Fiction -- Russia -- Nicholas II, 1894-1917 ( lcsh )
History -- Fiction -- Soviet Union -- Revolution, 1917-1921 ( lcsh )
Genre:
bibliography ( marcgt )
fiction ( marcgt )
Target Audience:
adolescent ( marctarget )

Notes

Summary:
Manuscript material for the novel, Anastasia and her sisters.
Statement of Responsibility:
Carolyn Meyer.

Record Information

Source Institution:
University of South Florida Library
Holding Location:
University of South Florida
Rights Management:
All applicable rights reserved by the source institution and holding location.
Resource Identifier:
033325667 ( ALEPH )
872654012 ( OCLC )
2014003498 ( LCCN )
9781481403269 (hbk.) ( ISBN )
H43-00002-00012 ( USFLDC DOI )
h43.2-12 ( USFLDC Handle )
Classification:
PZ7.M5685 Am 2015 ( lcc )
[Fic] ( ddc )

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Format:
Book

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PAGE 1

Then I learned there were others who disliked Father Grigory, and one of them was our doctor, Dr. Botkin. When he was appointed imperial physician, he moved into an apartment at Alexander Palace and came to see Mama every morning at nine oclock and every afternoon at five, just before tea. He also took our temperatures and looked in our throats, and he always went to examine Alexei. Dr. Botkin wore a distinctive French cologne, and we always knew when he was around; we could track him from room to room in the palace, just by following his scent. He had a son and daughter, Gleb and Tatiana, were close to our age. Their two older brothers were already military officers. We had met Gleb and Tatiana for the first time when they came to had with their father, and we soon became fast friends. Gleb Botkin wrote poetry and made up stories that I thought were very amusing. Mama liked him very much. He hopes to become a priest when hes older, she told us, and I thought that made him very interesting. I tried to imagine chubby, rosy -cheeked Gleb some day in the future with a long black beard down to his waist and a long black robe, like Father Vassiliev who looked like a crow and squawked like one when he blessed the table at lunch every day.