When he was accosted by their outraged mother, he told her that she should feel at peace. At a church service in , Rasputin publicly declared the Tsarina would be delivered of a much-longed for male heir within a year and, following the arrival of the Tsarevich Alexei in August , the Grand Duchess arranged for him to meet the proud parents on the first of many subsequent visits to the imperial palace.
So did what appeared to be a remarkable sixth sense. It has since been suggested that his secret lay in an ability to calm the Tsarevich, lowering his blood pressure and thus easing the bleeding. Or it might have been his distaste for the new wonder-drug aspirin, dished out by the Russian court doctors for pain relief and only discovered in later years to be an anti-coagulant which would have worsened the bleeding considerably. Up to of them at a time were known to gather before sunrise, waiting as long as three days to see him. Christ-like: One myth said Rasputin could enlarge or contract his own pupils at will.
Reports of such excesses soon spread through Petersburg and those outside the city had other damning tales. At one monastery, the nuns claimed that Rasputin had been conducting orgies and bathing with novices. He never deployed them, opting instead to brandish an axe at Rasputin and threaten to castrate him. Rasputin survived such assaults, but in the years leading up to his death, there was ever more anger about his growing influence at court.
Other gossip accused him of sleeping with the Tsarina. This was unlikely since she was a woman of such modesty that she assiduously covered the lavatory and bath when they were not in use. But Rasputin inadvertently encouraged the rumours during a drunken dinner at a restaurant in Moscow. Seat of power: Men can reportedly cure impotence by sitting on Grigori Rasputin's old wooden chair, left.
Still the Tsarina refused to hear a word against him, preferring to believe that an imposter was posing as Rasputin and misbehaving in public to blacken his name. This fuelled suspicion that the German-born Tsarina was working with Rasputin to sabotage the Russian war effort. He had been at Oxford with her husband, Prince Felix Yussoupov, and the idea he could have killed Rasputin is not so outlandish.
But Yussoupov had his own reasons for wanting Rasputin dead. The wealthy Yussoupovs were a dangerous family to alienate, and Yussoupov spared no expense in preparing an elaborate trap with which to exact revenge on Rasputin the following year. Befuddled by the Madeira he had drunk earlier that day, he was told that the Princess was upstairs and that he could meet her as soon as Yussoupov and his three friends had left.
In fact, she was far away in the Crimea. The conspirators intended to poison Rasputin while he waited for the liaison. But no matter how much cyanide-laced wine and food they plied him with, he showed no ill-effects. Suspecting their victim was being protected by supernatural powers, they shot him. Rasputin's luck could not last forever - in June , mobs in Red Square pictured demanded his hanging.
Even then, after a few hours, he seemed to come miraculously back to life and managed to escape.
As he ran across the palace yard, however, he was shot again — though nobody could later agree about who fired the bullet. Even then, one account suggests he was still alive when they inspected his body the next morning. Rasputin certainly should have been dead by then. Yussoupov had launched a ferocious attack with a cudgel, beating him so thoroughly and viciously that even his testicles were crushed. His body was found two days later when a sleeve of his fur coat was spotted protruding from the ice on a nearby river. Hailed as a hero, the Prince survived the Revolution, and he and Princess Irina lived out their years in the South of France.
The imperial family were not so fortunate, of course, and when they were shot and bayoneted to death by the Bolsheviks in July , their murderers discovered lockets around the necks of the Tsarina and her four young daughters. Each contained a picture of Rasputin. Others seem to have sought out rather grislier reminders of the mystic-turned-martyr. The views expressed in the contents above are those of our users and do not necessarily reflect the views of MailOnline. The sexual obsession that drove Rasputin to his death: Countless myths have been woven about him.
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