tanguerra
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Thanks. Yes, I put a photo on Facebook. It was pretty cool.BriarRose said:That sounds like a really dashing outfit, Tanguerra...
Thanks. Yes, I put a photo on Facebook. It was pretty cool.BriarRose said:That sounds like a really dashing outfit, Tanguerra...
Her name was Sophia.tanguerra said:My name was 'Count Ladislaw Str(alphabet)ski'.
I just did a little mental exercise [what is/was your name] and it came to me. So, something for what it's worth. No idea how to spell it, but Polish names are notoriously unpronounceable.
But, some sort of a 'Count' I guess. It fits.
And stereotypes says witches are against children cover facetanguerra said:Reading Ailish's thread about being in a Dublin Orphans Workhouse and it got me thinking. Little children are so vulnerable, even today, if orphaned and sometimes if not. It is so sad. I have a story of my own and I thought I should start a new thread for it. Also, we were talking elsewhere about shocking and gruesome stories, so brace yourself...
[i had the first flash of this one in my teens or so, but had learned how to block and suppress things by then] .... I have a memory of being a little girl, maybe age 10 or so, in a group of little children rounded up and hanged in Poland several hundred years ago during some purge or pogrom or something. This memory came up some years ago when I was trying to work out why I am very intolerant of having things around my neck - like tight collars, scarves, etc. It makes me anxious to have anything even touching my neck at all tightly. I have been hanged more than once, but this one is pretty vivid.
I got the feeling we were Jewish and orphaned, possibly by the ongoing war, and in general too much of a nuisance to look after any other way so there were these mass hangings of children. This was some sort of 'mopping up' operation after the soldiers had been through and the fighting was mostly over. Nasty business. Quite horrible of course. I remember a terrible feeling of helplessness and terror and bewilderment. I deliberately use techniques to tone down the emotional volume on my memories sometimes (!), but I think I was also probably in a state of shock during the actual experience. There is a certain sense of dazedness in it. Also, being very young I probably did not fully apprehend everything as a grown up might.
I don't know exactly when all this occured, but my feeling is 17th century. This sort of thing was, unfortunately, all too common. I found an article about the whole period, which feels right to me. But I have found no mention of a particular massacre such as I remember - but these things don't usually get into the history books, even if they were known about at all in the larger world.
It would probably have been somewhere around this time of upheaval when all this was going on. It took place in some small town. I remember wooden buildings, mud streets, a very cold grey day and going up these stairs where they had set up a temporary gallows over the side of a balcony type structure. I was one of a group of a dozen or so children, some younger than me. They (soldiers) just tossed the kids over the side with ropes around their necks. Then they threw the bodies onto a cart. They hated us, and called us 'little rats' which is why I think we may have been Jewish - it was unfortunately often like that in Poland. (Fortunately I have self-censored what happened after being on the stairs waiting for my 'turn'.) Just one of many gruesome memories I'm afraid.
The next life after that one I was a man and went on a wild rampage with the Polish cavalry or cossacks or similar. When I was having this memory I had the sense that this was pay back of some kind against the people who had done this terrible thing. Red hot revenge!
You're welcome, and glad to hear that you are alright now ^_Otanguerra said:Thanks Twilight. Yes, a sad and tragic story alright. But, it was a long time ago. Horrible things like this still take place in the world, but, I hope not as much and not in secret as they used to.
Funny just last night I had another flash of "Poland". I haven't for ages. It was very brief, just as I was almost falling asleep, but very strong. It woke me up again.
It was the cavalry life. I was riding up a track with a large group of men, my regiment I suppose, a steep mountain path through forest - some mountain pass I imagine. We were in single file. This was on my way to the front, after the 'incident'. Somehow I knew that another 'troop' had left us - deserted or turned back for some reason. I was thinking what cowards they were. But my 'Uhlan' were still pressing forward, with our blue and yellow uniforms.
The word that kept repeating in my head was 'butchery' as we plodded along up this path on horseback. I was rueing the 'butchery' that took place in the duel (I'd said earlier it felt very unfair) and was also dreading the 'butchery' that I knew was about to take place in the coming battle. A moment of great mournfulness and regret.
Just a little flash. It happens sometimes.
I have a friend (acquaintence) I've known for many, many years. I recognised him the day I met him (some 30 years ago or more) as my former 'commanding officer' in Poland (it happens). I've always liked and respected him. He's an artist now (yes, really) and an all round admirable and terrific person - a relatively well known and certainly well-liked person in my 'village', some few years older than me ... anyway...... I knew I'd had a serious dressing down from my commanding officer about it. There was no suggestion of what I'd done being illegal or being charged with murder or anything, but I was definitely in disgrace....
Heh heh! Those were the days (!?!?!).tanguerra said:...The next life after that one I was a man and went on a wild rampage with the Polish cavalry or cossacks or similar. When I was having this memory I had the sense that this was pay back of some kind against the people who had done this terrible thing. Red hot revenge!
...The peasants were completely duped by this calumny. Excited by the fear of being slaughtered as much as by the alcohol, they wished to kill the two travellers, beginning with the priest. An old woman came by chance to the rescue of the latter. The count now remained alone. He had been knocked off his horse and could not escape, and he was without arms.
To save himself from the bullets of the peasants, Stroynowski seized one of the party and held the man before him as a shield. Ultimately, after a desperate struggle, he got away from the village without being hit, ran after the priest, who had escaped with his carriage, but was unable to overtake him, and at last fell down exhausted from fatigue. Three of the peasants who had attacked him in the village found him lying in a field by the side of the road and beat him and wounded him with their heavy sticks * until at last they left him bleeding, unconscious, and almost without life. So much for the patriotism of the Polish peasantry, even in the kingdom of Poland...."
This bit really made me sit up and pay attention......In the pamphlets published by the Poles of the moderate party, or by their friends and coadjutors abroad, the Warsaw massacres of which that of February 25th, 1861, was the first, were unprovoked onslaughts made by ferocious soldiers on harmless and unresisting crowds. This, however, is what I find on the subject in the memoirs of Count Stroynowski, already referred to above : —
"The patriots who carried the torches at the head of the column refused to withdraw; they continued to advance, making use of the torches to keep off the horses of the gendarmerie and open a passage for the procession up to the Alexander Place. The troops then used their sabres; the patriots fought as well as they could, some with the torches, others with the standards carried at the head of the procession — for none of them had arms. At the same time the crowd sang patriotic hymns. The gendarmes urged their horses towards the people, but they could not be got to approach the torch-bearers. The torch-bearers occupied the first rank, and directed the flames towards the horses' nostrils, who thereupon either turned back or reared and threw their riders.
When the torches went out the troops attacked and sabred many persons in the crowd. A nominal list of the wounded was circulated in the town the next day. It was not asserted at the time that any one had been killed, though the affair of the 25th was afterwards spoken of and generally regarded as a 'massacre'....
In other words, the houses were draped in black cloth, presumably the doors and/or windows, so this shows that that was indeed a custom of the time to signify mourning just as I'd said above. Amazing stuff....Three days afterwards, March 2nd, every house in Warsaw was closed, and black cloth was hung before all those by which the funeral of the five victims was to pass....
Oh no. If there's one thing that's crystal clear, it's the duel. There's no mistaking any of the circumstances of that and that morning in the 'drawing room' and our conversation that day. There's no doubt in my mind about any of that...Eilean said:Wow!
Please don't call me ignorant but I had no idea of National Archive existancethis web has a chance to be one of my Fav's
This bits you found are impressive!!! It shows the history itself['my' bits are the most exciting bits, of course. T]
So maybe Sophie/X could be wife of one of dead rebels, killed possibly not in duel itself but within the fight/battle where the husband and the Count...
Hi Blueheart,Blueheart said:tanguerra,
It might have been lost in the shuffle of new (to us!) info, but the other count Eilean found was born in 1836. He was a pianist, composer, and dramatist. And, most likely, related to you. He wrote --Uhlans march, called also Soldiers song. He met Chopin.
Also, a lot is happening RIGHT NOW in Ukraine.
Very interesting how these unrelated pieces seem to be tying together. Love this story, by the way. . .
...In the Turkic Tatar language (written oglan or ulan), it means, amongst other things, a brave warrior or young man. During the Polish-Lithuanian Union, the name "U?an" was the surname (family name) of a Lithuanian Tatar noble family whose male family members, like all Lithuanian nobles, had regularly served as light cavalrymen for the Polish kings since at least the 15th century. One of the family members, Colonel Aleksander U?an, was a commander of a Polish light cavalry regiment in the service of Polish-Saxon kings, August II Mocny (Augustus II the Strong) and Augustus III. After U?an's death his regiment was nicknamed 'U?anowe dzieci' (U?an's children) and 'U?anowe wojsko' (Ulan's army) and then shortened to U?ans. Prior to 1764, all Polish-Lithuanian Tatar cavalry regiments in Saxon service were named U?ani (Uhlans or Ulanen)...
Interesting. So he lived a fairly long life after all? That was something I didn't know before. I remembered a lot of battles and don't remember anything from his old age, so I just assumed he might have been killed. The '1700s' was just a guess based on the clothes and furniture and so on. I'm not an historical fashion expert anyway.Eilean said:About the Count I found only that he was born in 1831 in Targowica and dead in 1895 (buried in Lwow, todays Ukraine).
However no track of his personal life so far ...
It's great isn't it? There are all kinds of resources in Polish that I would never have been able to find on my own. Thanks again Eilean.BriarRose said:Tanguerra, I don't think we ever get 100% accuracy - it was after all, over a century ago. That you got that much detail is absolutely amazing, and very validating for those of us who have been reading along with you.
We are so lucky to have added you, Eliean, as a member.
This says that Stroyonowski was 'mortally wounded' and captured by cossacks but it's not entirely clear from this what year that happened? Could it have been after all this activity in 1861-63 or during it? The date of first publication is 1865, fairly soon after all this happened, so perhaps he's saying that 'It's OK to disclose some of these guy's (conspirators') names now because they're all dead now anyway?'...Believing that the time for action had now fully arrived, eleven of the most advanced members of the extreme party held a meeting on February 1st, at Crluchowek (an estate near Warsaw, belonging to Count Stroynowski), at which it was resolved to commence the insurrection on the 15th. The Central Committee, which, since the exile of Count Zamoyski, had been strengthened (or as some thought weakened) by the adhesion of a certain number of men who had previously belonged to the moderate party, was opposed to precipitate action, and wished to postpone the rising until the reparations for it were more complete....
...The time, however, was coming when circumstances would oblige it to take part either for or against the Russian Government. Among the eleven men who were in favour of an immediate appeal to arms, and who held that the delay which had already taken place had been far more profitable to the Russians than to the Poles, were some members of the first committee formed by the extreme party in October 1861, and which was afterwards reconstituted under the title of 'Central National Committee,' and some officers of the 'Central National Committee' holding mandates as provincial commissioners. I may mention by name among the eleven Ladislas Yeska, Count Ladislas Stroynowski, Edward Bolski and Leon Frankowski. The name of Yeska has already been published as that of one of the envoys sent to Paris to offer the dictatorship to Mieroslawski, at the very beginning of the insurrection. Stroynowski, Rolski, and Frankowski are all beyond the reach of harm. The first fell into the hands of Cossacks when he was already mortally wounded. The second was killed in action. The third wounded and disabled, was taken prisoner, and as soon as he was convalescent, hanged....
Hard to tell about that. This history was written by someone else and was quoting bits out of the Count's memoirs (journals?) about his exploits during the 'uprising' along with material from various other sources. The author is English, but was an eye witness to a lot of the events and writes about his travels in Poland in the preface. There's a good chance he knew some of the protagonists or at least met them personally?BriarRose said:I think you are probably right about that. The conspirators must have been dead when that was published. After all, that's what people do with their memoirs. Sometimes they wait to publish, so no one will be harmed.
No. I haven't told X about any of this. I doubt he would a) believe me b) be interested c) benefit from any of this information, so I'll probably keep all this to myself as usual.After the details "gel" in your mind, are you going to share this with "X"?
I think it is certainly possible. However, Tanguerra is not really remembering anything new right now.Eilean said:Blueheart, is it possible that reminescences of PLs are waking up just at the time when sth is happening in the öld life land? In the face of what is happening in Ukraine lately this would be very interesting, however Tanguerra has the vision of this PL for couple of years.
PSB (Polish Biographical Dictionary?) Vol 44 p 414: Stroynowski Wladyslaw Piotr (1831 or 1833-1895) the agent of the Municipal Committee in 1861, commander of the squad in the January Uprising (parents: Rafal Strojnowski and NN)
You're being brave.BriarRose said:I recently told my husband he was my father in our last life. That got an odd reception. You have a point - his eyes often glaze over, as I recount past life scenarios.