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completely losing <strong>the</strong> use <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong>m. In June and July I lay in hospital. The<br />

doctors said that my legs would not work - I had severe rheumatism. I was in<br />

terrible pain. My wife Ca<strong>the</strong>rine looked after me. Every night she would put<br />

nettles on my legs. Katya was always crying, and I always reminded her:<br />

"'I told you not to marry me.'<br />

"After <strong>the</strong> Dormition <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> Mo<strong>the</strong>r <strong>of</strong> God an old wanderer came to us. In<br />

<strong>the</strong> evening <strong>the</strong>y began to bind my legs with nettles.<br />

"'What,' said <strong>the</strong> man, 'have you been ill like this for a long time?'<br />

"We told him. He said:<br />

"'If you pray to God and beseech <strong>the</strong> Mo<strong>the</strong>r <strong>of</strong> God, I will heal you.'<br />

"I gave him my promise, and while I was still ill I promised that I would<br />

join <strong>the</strong> army. We got up in <strong>the</strong> morning. The old man asked:<br />

"'Are <strong>the</strong>y going to bake bread here?'<br />

"'They are.'<br />

"He asked for a tub, and put a prop for my legs against <strong>the</strong> tub. And when<br />

<strong>the</strong> bread was baked, he took one loaf, broke it and put it on <strong>the</strong> bottom <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong><br />

tub, and my legs on <strong>the</strong> bread... And <strong>the</strong> pain in my legs became less sharp.<br />

He left asking me not to forget <strong>the</strong> Mo<strong>the</strong>r <strong>of</strong> God or to pray. And he also<br />

ordered that this should be done two more times. And when it had been done<br />

three times I recovered completely and began to walk.<br />

"Two weeks passed. On September 9, 1888, my wife Katya gave birth to a<br />

daughter, who was called Euphemia in baptism. On <strong>the</strong> fifth day after giving<br />

birth Katya went and did some washing. Aunt Domna came in and said:<br />

"'Katya, are you working after giving birth?'<br />

"She went away and Katya fell ill. She contracted a high fever, and on<br />

September 19 she died. My daughter remained alive for nine more days. She<br />

was looked after by my in-laws. On November 19, <strong>the</strong> day <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> feast <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong><br />

Mo<strong>the</strong>r <strong>of</strong> God "<strong>the</strong> Consolation <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> Sorrowing", she died without pain.<br />

The Mo<strong>the</strong>r <strong>of</strong> God took her to herself.<br />

"And on <strong>the</strong> evening <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> same day I went to enrol in <strong>the</strong> army. I was<br />

accepted into service on November 22. The doctors who had treated me did<br />

not want to accept me because I was ill - my legs were no good. But I had<br />

given a promise when I was ill that when I recovered, even if I would have to<br />

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