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Peaceful demonstrations in St. Petersburg erupted into violence when Russian troops used force to
disperse the protestors. The event significantly contributed to the Russian Revolution.
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Shall we go straight toward the gate, or by a roundabout route to avoid the soldiers? I was asked. I
shouted huskily, No; straight through them. Courage! Death or Freedom! and the crowd shouted in
return, Hurrah! We then started forward, singing in one mighty, solemn voice the Tsar's hymn,
God Save thy People. But when we came to the line, Save Nicholas Alexandrovitch, some of the
men who belonged to the Socialist Party were wicked enough to substitute the words Save George
Appolonovich [Gapon], while others simply repeated the words, Death or Freedom! The
procession moved in a compact mass. In front of me were my two bodyguards and a young fellow with
dark eyes from whose face his hard labouring life had not yet wiped away the light of youthful gaiety.
On the flanks of the crowd ran the children. Some of the women insisted on walking in the first rows, in
order, as they said, to protect me with their bodies, and force had to be used to remove them. I may
mention also as a significant fact that at the start the police not only did not interfere with the
procession, but moved with us with bared heads in recognition of the religious emblems. Two local
police officers marched bareheaded in front of us, preventing any hindrance to our advance and
forcing a few carriages that we met to turn aside in our favour. In this way we approached the Narva
Gate, the crowd becoming denser as we progressed, the singing more impressive, and the whole
scene more dramatic.
At last we reached within two hundred paces of where the troops stood. Files of infantry barred the
road, and in front of them a company of cavalry was drawn up, with their swords shining in the sun.
Would they dare to touch us? For a moment we trembled, and then started forward again.
Suddenly the company of Cossacks galloped rapidly towards us with drawn swords. So, then, it was to
be a massacre after all! There was no time for consideration, for making plans, or giving orders. A cry
of alarm arose as the Cossacks came down upon us. Our front ranks broke before them, opening to
right and left, and down this lane the soldiers drove their horses, striking on both sides. I saw the
swords lifted and falling, the men, women and children dropping to the earth like logs of wood, while
moans, curses and shouts filled the air. It was impossible to reason in the fever of this crisis. At my
order the front rows formed again in the wake of the Cossacks, who penetrated farther and farther,
opened in the book of the history of our people. I stood up, and a little group of workmen gathered
round me again. Looking backward, I saw that our line, though still stretching away into the distance,
was broken and that many of the people were fleeing. It was in vain that I called to them, and in a
moment I stood there, the centre of a few scores of men, trembling with indignation amid the broken
ruins of our movement.
Further Readings
Gapon, Father, The Story of My Life, 1905.
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Source Citation
Gapon, Georgi. "Bloody Sunday: St Petersburg, 22 January 1905: A Young Priest,
Father Gapon, Leads a Peaceful March to the Winter Palace." Gale World History in
Context. Detroit: Gale, 2014. World History in Context. Web. 3 Apr. 2015.
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