Vera Shebeko Biography

Father, Vladimir Petrovich, Major General, commanded the battalion of the Life Guards of the Semenovsky regiment since the year. Mother, Ekaterina Petrovna, served the maid of honor of Empress Maria Alexandrovna, the wife of Emperor Alexander II, from December 01 until she married Vladimir Petrovich on January 08. In connection with the disease of the consumption, on the advice of a doctor, Ekaterina Petrovna was forced to live in the Crimea, in a place called Korea, which is located seven kilometers from the Livadia Palace, where members of the imperial surname came to rest.

In her memoirs, “in the shadow of the tsarist crown”, Vera Vladimirovna describes in detail the stay in the x.

Kleinmichel rarely had to serve maid of honor, which is why she even thought that Empress Alexandra Fedorovna did not remember her and did not know. Otherwise, the relations of Vera Vladimirovna and the eldest sister of the Empress - Grand Duchess Elizabeth Fedorovna, to whom she went to Moscow for charity bazaars. Many warm memories were associated with her stay in the house of the Grand Duke.

They became so close that when Vera Vladimirovna announced Elizabeth Fedorovna about an engagement with Prince Dmitry Ivanovich Jambakurian-Orbeliani, Grand Duchess expressed her desire to be at the wedding by her her planted mother and insisted that the wedding dress is ordered from Nadezhda Petrovna Lamanova, who had already received the title of her supplier for that moment.

Prince Dmitry Ivanovich Dzhambakurian-Orbeliani. Crimea E Gg. The described events dates back to years. In the fall of the year, Prince Dmitry Ivanovich, who was the brother of the Svitnaya maiden of Empress Alexandra Fedorovna,-Sofya Ivanovna Dzhambakurian-Orbeliani, made a proposal to Vere Vladimirovna to become his wife. The young agreed to keep the engagement secret, because they wanted to better recognize each other and test their feelings.

However, Sofya Ivanovna Orbeliani, apparently, found out about this, because through her Empress Alexandra Fedorovna ordered Vera Vladimirovna to immediately say about the engagement of Countess Ekaterina Petrovna Kleinmikhel. Vera Vladimirovna, indignant, nevertheless fulfilled the will of the empress on January 19, telling her mother that she had become a bride.

The story will continue to go on behalf of V. Kleinmichel himself: “On a passionate week we are with Mitya Goveli. Acked at mom. The wedding was on the red hill of the GO April. There was a lot of excitement. The wedding dress ordered by Lamanova in Moscow appeared only on April, and even then only a skirt with a train, but the bodice did not come. On the last Lena excited phone in Moscow Lamanova, she replied that the bodice was ready and was sent with the last train: - There is nothing to worry about, she would come on time.

Vera Vladimirovna Jambakurian-Orbeliani Ur. Photo of the beginning of the twentieth century. From the family archive, K. Paris Lena indignantly hung up. I wanted to turn to my ordinary Frenchwoman Portnish, begging her from the existing old lace to hide and finish the bodice on me. But Lena reasonably replied that she was so offended that she was not ordered a wedding dress, which, probably, would not agree to fulfill our request at the last minute.

The Mademoiselle Vianson, which appeared, tried to reassure everyone, assuring Lamanova would not let down. Mitya had a boyfriend at that time, so it was impossible to take his soul with him. Nevertheless, my friends claimed that if the next morning the bodice is not, they would bandage me into lace, and they will be pulled out and their sleeves will be pulled out. All this reassured me little.

I was very out of spirit when my mother, saying goodbye to me for the night, crossing me, said: Vera and Nikolai Kleinmikheli. Photo of the late XIX century. I answered her:-You feel good, mother, but what is it to me when I find myself without a dress. She smiled and said nothing. Finally, I found myself alone in bed and began to swear loudly, calling Lamanov calling on all the most terrible curses that I could only recall.

When my whole rage came out, I plunged into various thoughts, doubts and remorse for my mother’s whole life. In the morning, the girl hardly woke me up for coffee, comforting me that from Lamanova no hearing or spirit. After half an hour, my mother came with a joyful face, carrying in her hands an unfortunate bodice. We gently kissed, and I said that I was running to swim and, dressing, I would come to her in order to try on all the dresses in front of her mirror.

What was my despair when my girlfriend is Nadezhda, a wonderful maid and tailor, but a bitter drunkard, sadly told me: “Your Excellency, Corsage on the back does not converge with a skirt, three centimeters are not enough.” When she became in front of me to see before, I looked thoroughly into her eyes, thinking that she was already drunk, but she was quite sober. Only the time is very little: now now is twelve hours, and the wedding is two.

Having eaten something hastily, I ran to the hope, who dismissed everything and tried to give some shape to the belt sewn to the skirt. Thinking, she said: “The best, put on the dress as it is, and I will sew a corsage to the skirt belt.” Of course, it will not be very tight, but you move less. I was to her and I am grateful for it.Soon the hairdresser Louis came, to subtract me and put on a veil.

Girlfriends, who wanted to “stick a hairpin”, received a rebuff from me, with a request to transfer Louis's hairpins, to which they agreed to. Finally, I was ready. Who was the boy with the image, I don’t remember, it seems that one of the thick ones. Snow fell with large wet flakes. NIKS was my senior Schafer, there were a lot of them, but I do not remember them, neither the Mitin nor mine.

The wedding, of course, was in the regimental church on Shpalernaya. I prayed mechanically, although I understood what sacrament was performed. When when going around Analoy, someone stepped on my train, and something crackled, I prayed warmly so as not to stay naked, and so that Nadezhdino sewing could withstand. It withstood to the end. On the way back in the carriage, I handed over to Mita everything that happened, and described him all my unrest regarding the dress.

He regretted me sincerely. At the entrance home, mom and Borya, Uncle Peku and, it seems, Aunt Katya met us with images and with bread and salt. All the guests began to go soon, and congratulations on champagne began. I changed clothes and immediately felt great relief, thanking the hope of the hope that she had helped me out. The whole day went in bustle, in conversations, in laughter and fun.

The comrades dragged Mitya to put things in his apartment. That evening we left for Koreiz, with a stop in Moscow for a meeting with Elizaveta Fedorovna, who wanted to bless us. To my chagrin, my mother did not allow me to take hope with her and replaced it with her matryna. It was decided to calculate my poor hope for her drunkenness. I really loved her even drunk, because she then became cheerful and talkative.

In the only minutes when I was afraid of her, when she, having drunk, fell in my room on the floor and protested when I wanted to drag her into her room on the bed. She wanted to sleep until morning on the floor. Wedding lunch went quickly and fun. At this dinner, except for both families, the closest characteristics, my friends and chaffers, none of the outsiders were.

After lunch, my mother, under the pretext, so that I would not forget something, went to my room. She silently sat with me, gently hugging. Knowing how hard the separation is from me, I could only say: - Poor mother. She smiled at me: - Nothing, Verinka, I will be very busy, and then you and Mitya will come to Dmitrievsky to visit me. She suppressed an involuntary sigh and added merrily: - I still have NIX.

Hugging, we returned to the living room. Soon I had to say goodbye and go to the station. The wires were the same as always in these cases. The train touched, and we rolled to Moscow, where we arrived in the morning and stayed at the Dresden Hotel. " But, alas, having lived together for several years, they nevertheless divorced, and Vera already in exile again married a second cousin Vadim Nikolayevich Shebeko, in a marriage with whom the first and only daughter Vera was not on her costumed ball of the year.

As explained by Sofya Ivanovna Orbeliani, Empress Alexandra Fedorovna included Vera Vladimirovna and her brother in the list of the poor, whom the invitation was not sent. The peaceful memories of Vera Vladimirovna, it seems, ends on this. And then she will be waiting for the years lived away from Russia - in Paris, where many emigrants left. Vera Vladimirovna and her husband Vadim Nikolaevich Shebeko, died in X - he is in M, she is in the m year.

Vera Vladimirovna was buried in the Saint-Geneviev-de-Bois cemetery. Used sources:.