Early Life in Europe and Russia
Louise married an officer in the Russian Imperial Army named Feodor Ivanovich Shishmarev in 1906 in St. Petersburg. The Shishmarev family was part of the Russian aristocracy. Feodor was murdered by Bolsheviks during the Russian Revolution, but before his murder he had the foresight to send his wife (who was now using her married name 'Paquita Louise de Shishmareff') with their two sons, and the family fortune, out of the country to safety. After leaving Russia, Paquita ( Louise ) resided shortly in Britain and Canada before moving to New York and finally to California. She was associated with fascist political circles during this period. Her wealth allowed her to financially support right-wing nationalists.
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