Upon the examination of the affairs of the Diocese of the United States, this book, in manuscript, was lying on my desk. I have read it with pain, based upon thousands of preliminary facts, documents and communications. Upon consideration and comparison with the latter ones I have formed a conviction that the story is entirely verisimilar, the frame true to the environment, the style is matter-of-fact, episodical, simply photographical, and the whirlwind of participants actual although of a shockingly negative character.
Hell, I should say, did not kindle a more effectual fire-work. Having remained under such a shocking impression after having read this book, I did not make a separate anlysis being oppressed by the official material alone, of which there was plenty with an overwhelming superfluity for the concluding and final totals of the revision of the touched in it manipulating sharps of the most shameful ilk.
And so, there is no use of winkling or shifting at politics or at our monarchists. Concerning this matter our dissident friends informed about the heroes of the book ardently implored to save Faith, Christ's name and the law.
Dudikoff's book is non-political. Therefore, the various informers in the newspapers are trying in vain to impart false and evasive light that all this had been done by the Platon's Susceptible censorship against Rasputin, Illiodor, etc. Nothing at all. In this book it is merely being narrated about the one who is conducting the entire train, M. Platon Rozhdestvensky, and his friend Alexander Nemolovsky, with those affilliated with this two-in-one block of assistants, quakes comedians, etc., placed by the conductors of the train in the rank of supernumeraries. . . .
It is difficult to reply to this for there is a reserve of subsequent inconvenient revelations and disclosures. There was plently of time to conscienciously reflect on, that no matter how horrible the darkness of Egypt might have been, even at the time of Moses, yet it has to disperse and give way to light. My profound conviction is, that Dudikoff's book will have its fate: through the princely Oleg's horse, upon which will deadly stumble the marked in it embodied, inculcated, ready for all insane scoffings—evil.
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