Kaschubisches Weihnachtsgedicht
von
Ernst-Seefried (Izydor) Gulgowski-Doliwa

Sei uns gegrüsst, geliebter Jesu, unser von Ewigkeit ersehnter Herr. Aus Kaschubien zum Stalle eilen hurtig wir alle und bis zur Erde neigend die Stirn.

Warum so arm liegst du in der Krippe und nicht im Bettchen, wie es dir zukommt. Im Stalle geboren, in der Krippe gebettet. Warum mit Ochsen und nicht mit Herren.

Wärst in Kaschubien du uns geboren, wärst du auf Heu von uns gebettet. Hättest ein Strohsäckchen, darüber ein Bettchen und viele Kissen, gefüllt mit Daunen.

Und auch dein Kleidchen wär nicht so einfach. Aus grauem Fellchen ein weiches Mützchen. Aus blauem Tuche ein Röckchen und ein grünes Warp-Wöppchen, dazu ein Netzgurt würd' man dir geben.

Wärst in Kaschubien du uns geboren, dürftest du niemals Hungersnot leiden. Zu jeder Tageszeit hättest Gebratenes, zum Butterbrötchen wodki ein Gläschen.

Zu Mittag hätt'st du Buchweizengrütze, mit gelber Butter reichlich begossen. Saftiges Gänsefleisch, mit Speck, Kartoffelmus und Fleck mit Ingwer nicht zu vergessen.

Und Wurst mit Rührei gar fett gebraten, darnach der Liebling würd' wohl geraten. Zum Trinken gäb' man dir Tuchler- oder Berent-Bier; könntest dann schwelgen in
den Genüssen.

Zum Abendbrot hätt'st du schmackhafte Flinzen und zarte Würstchen mitsamt Pieroggen. Wruken mit Ham- melfleisch, Erbsen mit Speck gekocht und fette Vöglein
knusprig gebraten.

Bei uns gibt's Wildpret, Jesu in Menge. Wäre allzeit für dich wohl bereitet, ganz junge Rebhühnchen und andre Vögelchen, auch fette Täubchen und Krammetsvögelchen.

Dort hast du allzeit Mangel gelitten, hier hätt'st du alles im Überfluss. Beim Trinken und Essen, beim Spielen, Erzählen wäre beim Amtmann dein Platz bei Tische.

Doch dir genügt schon der gute Wille, unsre Wünsche nimmst du als Gaben. Die Herzen zum Opfer bringen wir dem Schöpfer.
Verachte uns nicht, obwohl wir arm sind.


Kaszubian Christmas Poem
by
Ernst-Seefried (Izydor) Gulgowski-Doliwa

Translated by Margravine Heide and Margrave Paul Gulgowski-Doliwa

We salute you, dearest Jesus, our since eternity
expected Lord. From Kaszubia we are hurrying to your stable, bowing our heads with reverent devotion and humility.

Why do you have to sleep in a manger instead in a comfortable bed, as you deserve? Born in a stable, bedded in a manger, why are you surrounded by oxen instead
by noble men?

If you had been born in Kaszubia, you would have rested in a cozy crib of hay, comforted by many down-filled pillows, all placed right on top of a thick mattress stuffed with straw.

Even your attire would not have been so humble. A cap of gray soft fur and a fine outfit of blue and green fabric, complete with a fancy sash, would surely have been presented to you.

If you had been born in Kaszubia, never would you have experienced the pain of hunger. At any time of the day you could have feasted on fried meat, and with your sandwich a refreshing drink would have been served.

For lunch there would be grits, enriched with heated yellow butter, scrumptious goose meat with bacon, mashed potatoes, and many other tasty homemade treats,
not to be forgotten.

Sausage and scrambled eggs sauteed in beech nut oil, topped with our finest Tuchler or Berent beers for your fullest satisfaction, to strengthen the growth
of the Holy Child.

At suppertime we would have prepared for you delicately fried potato pancakes, tender sausages, dumplings, mutton, peas with crispy bacon and succulent fowl. Here, dear Jesus, were we live, we are blessed with an abundance of deer, and we would have gladly roasted it for you, as well as tasty partridges, thrush and pigeons.

Where you were born, you suffered hardships all the time. Here you would receive everything to your heart's content. Fine foods and drinks, and the pleasure of playing games as well. For conversation you would have been invited to be seated at the table next to our learned magistrate.

Still we know, to your grace our good intentions alone will suffice. Our best wishes are accepted, as if they were valuable gifts. We offer our hearts as sacrifice to our Creator.
Although impoverished, we do not stand diminished
in His eyes.

     Translators' Notes:
     This Kaszubian Christmas poem reflects with noble simplicity the humility of a down-to-earth peasant population, earning a meager existence, living along the Baltic coastline west of Gdansk, whose only praiseworthy possessions consist of wholesome food, homespun fabrics, and a rich folkloric tradition.
     All of these things are freely offered to God's son, here portrayed as a hearty youngster in his adolescence, rather than a frail Christ child, that we, in the Western Hemisphere, welcome to enter our hearts, especially during the Christmas season.

     These Webpages could not offer themselves as eloquently and beautifully, were it not for the sophisticated hands-on skill and inspirational artistic expression of our dear and most appreciated friend Commander Valery Yegorov, GCMS, on whom we gladly bestow our wholehearted gratitude.

The Margraves'
Most Interesting And Profusely Illustrated
TRAVELOGUES and STORIES:

A Tribute to
The Von Hohenstaufen Dynasty
can be read HERE

International Investiture of the Royal
Confraternity of Sao Teotonio in Belgium
May 2010
can be read HERE

A Travel to Door County, Wisconsin
October 2009
can be read HERE

A Travel to Kiev, Ukraine
May 2009
can be read HERE

A Travel to Gdansk, Poland
September 2008
can be read HERE

A Travel to Warsaw, Poland
September 2008
can be read HERE

A Travel to Germany
June 2008
can be read HERE

The First-Ever Order of St. Stanislas Investiture
in the Great American Midwest
on December 1, 2007
can be read HERE

The Order of St. Stanislas Investiture in Poland
can be read HERE

Impressions on Traveling in Russia and Poland
can be read HERE

and

Glimpses into the Past
can be read HERE

WISCONSIN GOVERNOR AND DR PAUL GULGOWSKI

     Four-Time Wisconsin Governor Tommy G. Thompson honors outgoing U.S. Coast Guard Division Commander Dr. Paul W. Gulgowski, Ph.D., for his distinguished service on behalf of the shipping industry and the boating public on the often treacherous waters of Lake Michigan and Lake Superior (28 June 1999).

WISCONSIN EDUCATION ASSOCIATION COUNCIL

     WEAC Council #1 President Dr. Paul Gulgowski speaks with Governor Doyle after the governor signs the 2001-2003 state employee contract, which was held up by the Legislature for several months. Also attending the signing ceremony is Council #1 Vice President Margaret Done (left) and WEAC Vice President Terry Meyer (not pictured). Council #1 represents about 1870 education and information professionals who are employed by the state and work in the Department of Public Instruction, Wisconsin Technical College System, State Historical Society, at other state schools and libraries, and in state prisons and other institutions, including the Centers for the Developmentally Disabled.

Full story HERE

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The Coat of Arms of
Chev. Commodore Dr. Paul Margrave Gulgowski-Doliwa
painted by and registered with
the Russian College of Heraldry
can be seen HERE

The Coat of Arms of his son
Chev. Captain Paul William II, Margrave Gulgowski-Doliwa
painted by and registered with
the Russian College of Heraldry
can be seen HERE

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