Vrevskaya Julia Biography

A friend of the writer I. during the Russo-Turkish war is the sister of the mercy of the field hospital of the Russian Red Cross.

The name of the Baroness of Vrevskaya went down in history as a symbol of the moral appearance of a nurse and philanthropy. Alexandra for the education of the female. " Remaining at the age of 18, Vrevskaya moved to Petersburg, where she was invited to the court and received the place of maid of honor Maria Alexandrovna. Among her friends in Russia were writers D. Grigorovich, I. Turgenev, V.

Sollogub, poet Y. Polonsky, artists V. Vereshchagin and I. She traveled a lot, met wonderful people, for example, with Viktor Hugo and Ferenc Liszt. Vrevskaya struck everyone who knew her with their own readiness. In the year, she met Ivan Turgenev and often talked with him in St. Petersburg. They became good friends and corresponded until the last days of her life only the letters of Turgenev were preserved.

Vrevskaya left a “deep trace” in his soul: “I feel that in my life since this day one creature is more, to which I sincerely attached, whose friendship I will always cherish, the fate of which I will always be interested.” With the beginning of the Russo-Turkish war, in the year, she decides to go to the army. The money proceeds from the sale of the Oryol estate is equipped with a sanitary detachment.

Julia Petrovna herself becomes an ordinary sister of mercy, performs the most difficult and dirty work. Baroness, a court lady, accustomed to luxury and comfort, in her letters never complained about military hardships. In December, Yulia Vrevskaya works in a front -line dressing point in the village of Nedenik. She wrote the last letter to her sister Natalia on January 12.

The wounded themselves looked after such a responsive and delicate "sister." She was buried in the dress of the sister of mercy near the Orthodox Church in Biala. Turgenev wrote one of the best poems in the prose of “Memory of Yu. Vrevskaya”, which included in school ackhelm: “On mud, on a smelly raw straw, under the canopy of a dilapidated barn, in a habitable military hospital, in a ruined Bulgarian village, she died for two weeks from typhus.

To help those in need of help all other happiness passed by. But she had reconciled with this for a long time - and all, dusting with the fire of the unquenchable faith, surrendered to the service to her neighbors. Polonsky - "under the red cross", V. Hugo - "Russian rose that died on Bulgarian land."