The king was very concerned about the betrayal of Elyzius Bomelius, the bishop of Novgorod and some others, issued by their servants. They were tortured on the rack, that is, torture (pudkie or racke), they were charged with intercourse with letters written in Latin and Greek in cipher with the kings of Poland and Sweden, and these letters were sent in three ways. The bishop admitted everything under torture. Bomelius denied everything, hoping that something would change for the better with the help of some of his well-wishers, the king's favorites (the kunga), who were sent to visit Prince Ivan, who was engaged in torture of Bomelius. His arms and legs were twisted out of joints, his back and body were cut with a wire whip; he confessed in many ways to what was not written and what could not be wished for the king to know. The king sent to say that it will be fried alive. He was removed from the back (pudkie) and tied to a wooden pole or spit, bleed from him and set on fire; it was fried until it seemed that there were no signs of life left, then it was thrown into a sleigh and taken through the Kremlin (castell). I was among the many who came running to look at him, he opened his eyes, uttering the name of God; then he was thrown into a dungeon, where he died. He lived in great mercy with the king and in pomp. A skilled mathematician, he was a vicious man, the cause of many misfortunes. Most of the boyars were glad of his fall, as he knew too much about them. He studied at Cambridge, but was born in Wesel, in Westphalia, where he sent through England great riches accumulated in Russia. He was always the enemy of the British. He deceived the king with assurances that the Queen of England was young and that it was perfectly possible for him to marry her; now the king has lost that hope. However, he heard about a young lady at the royal court named Lady Mary Hastings, whom we will describe later.
The bishop of Novgorod was accused of treason and minting money, which he sent along with other treasures to the kings of Poland and Sweden, in sodomy, in keeping witches, boys, animals and other heinous crimes. All his numerous goods, horses, money, treasures were taken to the royal treasury. He was imprisoned for life; he lived in a dungeon on bread and water with glands on his neck and legs; engaged in writing paintings and images, the manufacture of ridges and saddles. Eleven of his trusted servants were hanged at the gates of his palace in Moscow, and his witches were shamefully quartered and burned.
Finally, the king did not want to understand more among the accomplices of this treason, he finished his work with exhortations and announced his desire to marry his second son, Prince Feodor (Chariwich Feodor), since his eldest son had no offspring. Although this circumstance was very important and required discussing it with the princes and the clergy, since the prince was simple in mind, however he did everything as he pleased. When they all gathered together, he could not help but express to them his indignation against their betrayal: “Oh, unfaithful and treacherous servants! This day we should double celebrate as the Ascension Day of the Savior and as the sad anniversary of the recent death of so many hundreds of thousands of innocent souls whose names in fire letters expose your treason to which they have become a victim. What will be able to expose before the coming generations all the distress and grief of this day? What right to oblivion can erase the memory of this heinous atrocity and treason? What means will wash away the spots of his filth and dirt? What kind of fire can destroy memories of these betrayals, innocent victims and destructive conspiracies? ”- and so on. For three hours he extended the theme in the same style, with great eloquence, using the strongest expressions and phrases, having in mind the many supporters of the last conspiracy present; He promised to leave them beggars, disfranchised and unhappy people for reproaching all other nations.
"The enemies united to destroy us, God and his blessed saints in heaven were angry with us, this is evidenced by poor harvest and hunger, punishment from a god who did not awaken in you any punishment repentance and the desire for correction." The originall is too long to quote. Little was said in response, even less was done at this assembly (assemblie) (96), but everyone knelt before his majesty, betraying himself to his mercy, praying to God to bless his holy deeds and the intention to marry his noble son, Tsarevich Fyodor (prince Charowich Feodor). The king chose to him a beautiful young maiden from a famous and high-ranking family, rich and most devoted to him, the daughter of Fyodor Ivanovich Godunov (Feodor Ivanowich Goddonove) Irina (Irinea). Then, after solemn celebrations, the king released all the boyars and priests with a kind word and a more gentle appeal, which indicated a general reconciliation and oblivion of all evil.
When the letters and orders of the king were ready, he and Savely Frolov (Savelle Frollove), the chief secretary of state (chief secretarie of estate), hid them in the secret bottom of a wooden jar, which cost no more than 3 pence full of vodka, hung it under the horse's mane I was provided with four hundred Hungarian gold ducats, which they sewed into shoes and my old dress.
“I will not tell you secret information, because you have to go through countries fighting with us,” said the king, “if you fall into the hands of our enemies, they can force you to reveal a secret.” What you need to pass on to the Queen, my dear sister, is contained in a flask, and when you arrive at a safe place, you can open it. Now and always remain faithful and honest, and my reward will be good to you and honor. ” I fell prostrate, bowed at my feet, in my soul I was restless - inevitable dangers and misfortunes lay ahead.
His Majesty arrived in Moscow (from Aleksandrovskaya Sloboda), brought down his discontent on some of his nobles and governors. Having chosen one of his robbers, he sent with him two hundred archers to rob Nikita Romanovich (Mekita Romanowich), our neighbor, brother of the good queen Nastasia, his first wife; took all his weapons, horse, utensils and goods worth 40 thousand pounds, seized his lands, leaving him and his relatives in such a deplorable situation that the next day [Nikita Romanovich] sent us to the English Compound, to give him low-grade wool to sew clothes to cover his nudity and his children, as well as ask us for some help. Another weapon of evil - Symon Nagoie's seeds - the king sent Andrei Shchelkalov (Shalkan) - an important official and bribe-taker to ruin, who drove off his young beautiful wife, divorced her, cut and wounded her bare back with his sword. Naked killed his faithful servant Ivan Lotysh (Lottish) and beat out five thousand rubles from Andrei Schelkalov. At this time, the king was angry at the Dutch (Duches) or Livonian merchants and noblemen of high origin who were brought from Narva and Dorpat, which he resettled with his families near Moscow and gave freedom of religion allowed him to open his church. He sent a thousand archers to them at night to rob and destroy them; they were stripped of their clothes, they barbarously dishonored all women, young and old, and took the most young and beautiful maidens with them to satisfy their criminal lusts. Some of these people escaped, hiding in the English Compound, where they were given shelter, clothing and help, risking to turn the royal rage on themselves.
Yes! God did not leave this cruelty and barbarism unpunished. Soon after, the king became furious with his eldest son, Tsarevich Ivan, for his compassion for these slaughtered poor Christians, and also for the fact that he ordered the official to give permission to some nobleman for 5 or 6 yamsky horses, sending him on his own business without royal knowledge. In addition, the king was jealous that his son would be magnified, for his subjects, he thought, were more loved by the prince. In a fit of anger, he gave him a slap in the face (threw a spear at him), the prince painfully perceived it, became ill with fever and died three days later. The king in a frenzy tore his hair and beard, groaning and grieving over the loss of his son. However, the state suffered an even greater loss: the hope for the well-being of a wise, gentle and decent prince, who combined military prowess with an attractive appearance, twenty-three years old, loved and mourned by everyone. He was buried in the church of St.. Michael the Archangel (Michaela Sweat Archangle), decorating his body with precious stones, pearls worth 50 thousand pounds. Twelve citizens were appointed every night to guard his body and treasures, intended as a gift to Saint John and Michael the Archangel.
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