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Liverpool to New York on the John J. Boyd

(30 Apr 1863 - 29 May 1863)

Source:

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Ship Name

John J. Boyd

Departure

30 Apr 1863 from Liverpool

Arrival

29 May 1863 at New York

Source

BMR, Book #1047, pp. 195-224 (FHL #025,691); Customs #502 (FHL #175,585), SMR,

1863 (FHL #025,696)

Passengers (866)

Aakerberg, Elna

Aakerberg, Johanna

Aakerberg, Kersti

Aakerberg, Kersti

Aakerberg, Pal

Aakerberg, Per

Aakersson, Ingri

Ackermann, Carl

Ackermann, Stine S.

Adams, Robert

Adamson, Ann

Adamson, James

Adamson, Johanna

Adamson, Johanna Fr.

Adamson, Margaret

Ahlin, Johan

Ahlin, Sara Christina

Alhin, Johan

Alhin, Sara C.

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Andersdatter, Ane

Andersen, Agnette

Andersen, Agnette

Andersen, Anders

Andersen, Anders

Andersen, Ane

Andersen, Ane

Andersen, Ane Johanne

Andersen, Ane K.

Andersen, Ane Kirstine

Andersen, Anesina

Andersen, Berta

Andersen, Carl F.

Andersen, Carl Frederik

Andersen, Catherine

Andersen, Catherine

Andersen, Hanne M. Baier

Andersen, Hans

Andersen, Jens

Andersen, Jens

Andersen, Jens

Andersen, Jens ( Lilskovan )

Andersen, Johanne

Andersen, Johanne

Andersen, Jorgen

Andersen, Lars

Andersen, Lars

Andersen, Loren

Andersen, Maren

Andersen, Maren

Andersen, Martha

Andersen, Martha

Andersen, Metta

Andersen, Mette C.

Andersen, Neils

Andersen, Niels

Andersen, Nielsine S.

Andersen, Nilsine

Andersen, Ole

Andersen, Peter

Andersen, Peter

Andersen, Rasmus

Andersen, Sine

Anderson, Christine Marie

Anderson, Ellen

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Anderson, Kirsti

Andersson, Adela

Andersson, Anders

Andersson, Anna

Andersson, Anna

Andersson, Bengta

Andersson, Hanna

Andersson, Johan A.

Andersson, Johannes

Andersson, Karen M.

Andersson, Karna

Andersson, Martha

Andersson, Nils

Andersson, Nils

Andersson, Ola

Andersson, Sven

Andreasen, Karen Marie

Anstrom, Lars

Baier, Hanne Hansine

Barton, Alice

Batchelor, Ann

Batchelor, Edmund

Batchelor, Edmund

Baxter, Elizabeth

Baxter, Elizabeth H.

Baxter, Emily

Beckstrom, Anna C.

Beckstrom, Frederikke

Beckstrom, Hakan

Beckstrom, Johan

Beckstrom, Johanne M.

Beckstrom, Marie

Beckstrom, Wlihelm

Bengtsson, Nils

Berggren, Anders

Berggren, Andreas

Berggren, Hanna

Berggren, Johanna

Berggren, Marten

Bertelsen, Christine G.

Bertelsen, Jacob

Bertelsen, Johanne

Bertelsen, Marie

Bircumshaw, Joseph

Black, James

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Blair, Isabella

Blair, Isabella

Blair, James

Blair, Jane

Blair, John

Blair, Joseph

Blair, Sarah

Blair, Thomas

Blenkey, Mary A.

Blenkey, Thomas

Bocker, Caroline C.

Bocker, Oscar S.

Booth, William

Borgquist, Sven

Braase, Brighamine

Braase, Christian H.

Braase, Eleonora

Bridge, Thomas

Brierly, Mary

Brown, Alex

Brown, Ellen

Brown, Ellen

Brown, Richard

Brown, Richard

Brown, Thomas

Brown, William

Burroughs, John

Carlsson, Kersti

Carlstein, Albertine

Chatterton, William Thomas

Chennning, Catherine

Chennning, James

Chennning, Mary A.

Christensen, Ane C.

Christensen, Ane Marie

Christensen, Caroline S.

Christensen, Christen

Christensen, Christen

Christensen, Christian

Christensen, Eugenius Peter

Christensen, Jens

Christensen, Jens

Christensen, Karen

Christensen, Maren A.

Christensen, Mariane

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Christensen, Mette

Christensen, Niels

Christensen, Niels

Christensen, Ole Christian

Christiansen, Ane Petrine

Christiansen, Hanne

Christiansen, Hans

Christiansen, Hans

Christiansen, Lars Peter

Christiansen, Lisbet Petrea

Christiansen, Peter

Christiansen, Peter

Christoffersson, Ingri

Clarsson, Johanna

Clarsson, Otto Heber

Copely, Mary

Copely, Sarah

Denning, Ellen

Dinesen, Ane M.

Drysdatter, Berthe M.

Dufvander, A. C.

Eckersley, Alice

Eckersley, Alice A.

Eckersley, Elizabeth

Eckersley, Emma

Eckersley, Joseph

Eckersley, Martha

Eckersley, Mary A.

Eckersley, Sophia

Edwards, Alexander

Eebandsson, Botilla

Engberg, Mathilde

Engberg, Olof N.

Engstrom, Jons

Engstrom, Mons

Ericksson, Anna

Eriksen, Ane

Eriksen, Ane Matte

Erlandsson, Botilla

Eskelund, Emma Joh.

Evans, Charlotte

Evans, John

Evije, Ane Helene

Faester, Peter

Falkenberg, Thilda

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Fawkenbridge, Anna

Fawkenbridge, Caleb

Fawkenbridge, Hannah

Fisher, Joseph

Flink, Anna

Flink, Johanna

Flygare, Anna

Flygare, Bengta

Flygare, Elna

Flygare, Emma M.

Flygare, Frantz Aug.

Flygare, Johanna W.

Flygare, John

Flygare, Neils C.

Folsck, Claus

Forsgreen, O.

Frederiksen, Christian W.

Frojd, Bengta

Frojd, Hanna

Frojd, Jens

Frojd, Johanna

Gaard, Emma

Green, Lorenzo

Green, Mary

Green, Sarah

Haakansson, Bengta

Haakansson, Elna

Haakansson, Hanna

Haakansson, Hans

Haakansson, Ingri

Haakansson, Jens

Haakansson, Maria

Hall, Richard J.

Hansen, Ane Maria

Hansen, Ane Marie

Hansen, Bendix

Hansen, Betty L.

Hansen, Birthe K.

Hansen, Brighamine

Hansen, Caroline Mathilde

Hansen, Emma

Hansen, Hanne

Hansen, Hanne Ch.

Hansen, Hans

Hansen, Hans Chr.

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Hansen, Hans J.

Hansen, Hans Peter

Hansen, Hedvig J. M.

Hansen, J. Jacobine

Hansen, Jens

Hansen, Jens A.

Hansen, Jens Chr.

Hansen, Joseph Young

Hansen, Karen Marie

Hansen, Knud

Hansen, Knud

Hansen, Lars

Hansen, Lars

Hansen, Lars Chr.

Hansen, Lars P.

Hansen, Maren

Hansen, Maren

Hansen, Maria

Hansen, Mette Sophie

Hansen, Niels

Hansen, Ole

Hansen, Paulina Olivia

Hansen, Pouline Margrethe

Hansen, Soren

Hansen, William

Hansson, Lars

Hellquist, Petronella

Hellstrom, Augusta

Hellstrom, Britta Christina

Hellstrom, Carl August

Henricksen, Carl E.

Henriksen, Christian

Henriksen, Ellen Kirstine

Henriksen, Jens

Henriksen, Johanne M.

Henriksen, Kirsten

Henriksen, Maren

Hill, Matthew

Hogan, Alex

Hogan, Anges

Hogan, Isabella

Hogan, James

Hogan, Janet

Hogan, Margaret

Hogan, Walker

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Holst, Carl Rudolph

Isaksen, Ane

Isaksen, Lars

Isaksen, Maren

Isakson, Bengta

Isakson, Elsa

Jacobsen, Ane

Jacobsen, Ane

Jacobsen, Ane Christiane

Jacobsen, Ane Dorthea

Jacobsen, Ane K.

Jacobsen, Ane Marie

Jacobsen, Dorthea M.

Jacobsen, Jacobine

Jacobsen, Joseph

Jacobsen, Ole

Jacobsen, Ole

Jacobsen, Sophie

Jacobsson, Anders

Jacobsson, Anna

Jacobsson, Catharina

Jacobsson, Edela

Jacobsson, Hans P.

Jacobsson, Johanna

Jacobsson, Johanne D.

Jacobsson, Johanne W.

Jacobsson, Maria Cath.

Jacobsson, Martin

Jansson, Brigitta Kaisa

Jansson, Jan

Jensen, Anders

Jensen, Anders

Jensen, Ane

Jensen, Ane

Jensen, Ane Cathrine

Jensen, Ane Elizabeth

Jensen, Ane K.

Jensen, Ane K.

Jensen, Ane Mana

Jensen, Ane Marie

Jensen, Ane P.

Jensen, Ane Petersen

Jensen, Barbara

Jensen, Bodil M.

Jensen, Brighamine

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Jensen, Carl

Jensen, Carl Erastus

Jensen, Caroline

Jensen, Christen

Jensen, Christen J.

Jensen, Christine

Jensen, Elna

Jensen, Emma

Jensen, Emme

Jensen, Erastus

Jensen, Eva Marie

Jensen, Fred Ferdinand

Jensen, Gustav

Jensen, Gustav Joh.

Jensen, Hannie Jensine

Jensen, Hans

Jensen, Hans C.

Jensen, Hans Chr.

Jensen, Hans Olsen

Jensen, Hedvig Marie

Jensen, Henrich

Jensen, Hermann Conrad

Jensen, Hermann Petr.

Jensen, Ingar

Jensen, Jens

Jensen, Jens

Jensen, Jens

Jensen, Jens Chr.

Jensen, Jens Nielsen

Jensen, Jens Peter

Jensen, Jens Peter

Jensen, Johanna Ch.

Jensen, Johanna M.

Jensen, Johse A.

Jensen, Jorgen

Jensen, Joseph

Jensen, Josephine

Jensen, Josephine

Jensen, Julius

Jensen, Karen

Jensen, Karen

Jensen, Karen

Jensen, Karen K.

Jensen, Karen Marie

Jensen, Karen Marie

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Jensen, Knud Peter

Jensen, Lars

Jensen, Lars

Jensen, Laurine

Jensen, Mads

Jensen, Maren

Jensen, Maren

Jensen, Maren K. Christensen

Jensen, Margrete

Jensen, Marie

Jensen, Marie M.

Jensen, Mette

Jensen, Mette Marie

Jensen, Niels

Jensen, Olaf

Jensen, Ole

Jensen, Ole Chr.

Jensen, Oline Marie

Jensen, Peder

Jensen, Peter

Jensen, Stine

Jensson, Johanne

Jewson, Hannah

Jewson, Samuel

Johansen, Bolette

Johansen, Carl J.

Johansen, Godfredine

Johansen, Hedwig C.

Johansen, Johanna

Johansen, Kaise

Johansen, P. O. William

Johansen, Peter

Johansen, Sophie

Johansson, Anna

Johnsen, Albine H.

Johnsen, Arnold E. C.

Johnsen, Carl P. V.

Johnsen, Edmund W.

Johnsen, James A.

Johnsen, Sophus W.

Johnson, Anna B.

Jonasson, Anna

Jonasson, Bengta

Jonasson, Boel

Jonasson, Elna

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Jonasson, Hanna

Jonasson, Ingri

Jonasson, Johan

Jonasson, Nils

Jonsson, Anders

Jonsson, Christine

Jonsson, Ingri

Jonsson, Johanne

Jorgensen, Anders

Jorgensen, Ane

Jorgensen, Ane Marie

Jorgensen, Carl Christian

Jorgensen, Dorthea K.

Jorgensen, Else M.

Jorgensen, Frederik L.

Jorgensen, Jens

Jorgensen, Jens Christian

Jorgensen, Jens Peter J.

Jorgensen, Johanne K.

Jorgensen, Karen

Jorgensen, Karen M.

Jorgensen, Lars Peter

Jorgensen, Maren

Jorgensen, Niels

Jorgensen, Rasmus

Jorgensen, Rasmus

Josephsson, Anders M.

Kent, Sarah

Kruse, Hans Jensen

Kruse, Kirsten

Larsdatter, Ane

Larsen, Ane

Larsen, Ane K.

Larsen, Ane M.

Larsen, Ane M. B.

Larsen, Ane Maria

Larsen, Ane Marie

Larsen, Anton

Larsen, Birthe M.

Larsen, Ellen Margr.

Larsen, Hans Peter

Larsen, Jens

Larsen, Karen Sophie

Larsen, Lars

Larsen, Lars

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Larsen, Lars

Larsen, Lars

Larsen, Neils

Larsen, Niels

Larsen, Niels

Larsen, Niels Peter

Larsen, Poul

Larsson, Anders

Larsson, Anna

Larsson, Bengt

Larsson, Caroline

Larsson, Cecelia

Larsson, Christine

Larsson, Hanna

Larsson, Johanna

Larsson, Niels

Larsson, Per

Lauder, James S.

Lawson, Agnes

Lawson, John

Lilskov, Jens A.

Lindberg, Anders

Lindberg, Bengta

Lindstrom, Christine

Lingreen, Johannes

Lipple, Cornelius

Lipple, Jane

Lipple, Joseph

Lipple, Martha H.

Lipple, Mary A.

Lipple, Sarah

Lipple, Thomas

Ljungstrom, Christina

Lofgren, Carolina

Lofgren, Olof

Love, Jens Martin

Love, Jensine M.

Love, Suanne

Loving, Albertine

Lundgren, Martin

Lundquist, Axel T.

Lundstrom, Lovisa

Lundstrom, Nils

Maartensson, Anders

Maartensson, Hanna

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Maartensson, Hanna

Maartensson, Ingri

Maartensson, Johanna

Maartensson, Kirsti

Maartensson, Magnus

Maartensson, Marie

Maartensson, Nils

Maartensson, Olof

Maartensson, Petter

Maja, Anna

Malmberg, Anna Benedikta

Malmberg, Hanna

Malmberg, Otto

Malmberg, Samuel

Mathiesen, Johanne

Mathiesen, Karen Sophie

Mcallister, Duncan

Mcculloch, Ann

Mcculloch, Christina

Mcculloch, D.m.s.

Mcculloch, George

Mcculloch, John

Mcculloch, Robert

Mcculloch, William

Mcculloch, William

Mcfadden, William

Mckechnie, Agnes

Mckechnie, Agnes

Mckechnie, John T.

Mellon, Joseph

Mikkelsen, Creels

Mikkelsen, Lars

Moller, Alfred

Moller, Ingri

Moller, Nils

Moller, Peter Chr.

Mortensson, Nils

Mynge, Maren Larsen

Nichole, Agnes

Nichole, John

Nicolaisen, Ole L.

Nielsen, Ane Christine

Nielsen, Ane Margr.

Nielsen, Ane Marie

Nielsen, Ane Sophie

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Nielsen, Anna

Nielsen, Birtha Marie

Nielsen, Carl Chr.

Nielsen, Christen

Nielsen, Emil

Nielsen, Hans R.

Nielsen, Josephine

Nielsen, Kirsten Petersen

Nielsen, Lars

Nielsen, Marie

Nielsen, Marie

Nielsen, Marie K.

Nielsen, Marie P.

Nielsen, Ole

Nielsen, Sidse Marie

Nielsen, Sophie Christine

Nielsen, Soren

Nielson, Jorgen C.

Nielson, Mette

Nilsson, Anders

Nilsson, Anna

Nilsson, Anna

Nilsson, Bengta

Nilsson, Bengta

Nilsson, Eva

Nilsson, Hanna

Nilsson, Hans

Nilsson, Isak

Nilsson, Karna

Nilsson, Kersti

Nilsson, Lars

Nilsson, Niels

Nilsson, Nils

Nilsson, Nils

Nilsson, Pehr

Nilsson, Petter

Norris, William

Nymann, Anders

Nymann, Bror Anders

Nymann, Carl

Nymann, Sara

Oldham, Thomas

Olsen, Calo O.

Olsen, Caroline

Olsen, Flora L.

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Olsen, Gunnild

Olsen, Hans

Olsen, Hans

Olsen, Jens Ch.

Olsen, Jens Peter

Olsen, Johanna

Olsen, Jorgen

Olsen, Karen

Olsen, Lillie O.

Olsen, Maren

Olsen, Maren Math.

Olsen, Martine O.

Olsen, Mathilde C.

Olsen, Nicoline

Olsen, Olaus

Olsen, Pernille

Olsen, Peter

Olsen, S.

Olsen, Walborg

Olsson, Anders

Olsson, Carin

Olsson, Christine

Olsson, Elise H.

Olsson, Emilie

Olsson, Ingri

Olsson, Johanna

Olsson, Johanne

Olsson, Jons

Olsson, Margretta

Olsson, Nelly

Olsson, Nilla

Olsson, Per

Olsson, Pernilla

Olsson, Swen

Orgvist, Petronella

Osterline, Hanne

Osterline, Hans P.

Osterline, Peter H.

Osterline, Stine

Owens, Ann

Parkes, Fanny

Parkes, George

Parkes, John L.

Parkinson, Elizabeth

Parkinson, Fanny

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Parkinson, Mercy

Parkinson, William

Parkinson, William

Paxton, James

Paxton, Jane

Pearce, Charles

Pearce, Elizabeth

Pearce, Mary

Pearce, Robert

Pearce, Robert

Pearce, Sarah

Pearce, Thomas J.

Pedersen, Christine

Pensen, Maren H.

Persson, Anna

Persson, Cecilia

Persson, Christina

Persson, Christina

Persson, Christina

Persson, Elna

Persson, Elsa

Persson, Eskild

Persson, Hanna

Persson, Hanna

Persson, Jacob

Persson, Karna

Persson, Karna

Persson, Maria

Persson, Nils

Persson, Nils

Persson, Nils

Persson, Ola

Persson, Ola

Persson, Per

Persson, Per

Persson, Petronella

Persson, Sissa

Petersen, Ane K.

Petersen, Ane M.

Petersen, Carl Nicolai T.

Petersen, Christine

Petersen, Dorthea Ch.

Petersen, Dovis

Petersen, Ellen

Petersen, Erinst

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Petersen, Frantz

Petersen, Frederick Alsing

Petersen, Hans

Petersen, Hans

Petersen, Hans

Petersen, Herman

Petersen, Jacobine

Petersen, Jesper

Petersen, Johannes

Petersen, Josephine

Petersen, Karen

Petersen, Kirstine

Petersen, Lorentz

Petersen, Maren

Petersen, Maren

Petersen, Maren

Petersen, Marie Condordia

Petersen, Peter

Petersen, Peter G.

Petersen, Rasmus

Petersen, Wilhelmine

Polhmann, Christine

Polhmann, Corning

Polhmann, Henrik

Polhmann, Henrik

Polhmann, Karen

Polhmann, Margrete

Polhmann, Marie

Polhmann, Therese

Poulsen, Harold L.

Ramsey, Jane

Ranzay, Isaac

Rasmussen, Ane

Rasmussen, Bengta

Rasmussen, Jacob

Rasmussen, Jens

Rasmussen, Laurine Jensen

Rasmussen, Mads Jensen

Rasmussen, Sophia

Reading, Elizabeth

Reading, Job

Reading, Joseph

Reading, William

Redington, John

Redington, Marian

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Redington, Marion

Renterstrom, Johanna C.

Robinson, Jane

Robinson, John

Robinson, Mary

Robinson, Thomas

Rosengreen, Christine

Rosengreen, Jons

Rosengreen, Nils

Rosquist, Anders

Rosquist, Bendikte

Rosquist, Caroline

Rosquist, Ingri

Rosquist, Johannes

Rosquist, Wilhelm

Routledge, Mary

Routledge, Rawzon

Sandberg, Niles

Sandberg, Nilla

Sandberg, Pernille

Sandberg, Pernille

Sandberg, Svend

Sandberg, Troels

Sandberg, Wilhelm

Schlysen, Andreas

Scrowthers, M. A.

Scrowthers, Mary A.

Scrowthers, William

Selck, Johan Heinrich

Selck, Olivia W.

Selck, William W.

Smyth, Richard

Sorensen, Ane

Sorensen, Ane Christine

Sorensen, Ane Marie

Sorensen, Anna Maja

Sorensen, Christiane

Sorensen, Karen

Sorensen, Maren Sophie

Sorensen, Niels

Sorensen, Ole P. C.

Srgrist, Petronilla

Staal, Emma

Staalesen, Ane Serine

Staalesen, Anne Marie

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Staalesen, Emilie

Staalesen, Oluf

Staalesen, Soren

Stall, Erastus

Stall, Jens

Stall, Johan

Stall, Johanna

Stall, Maria

Stall, Martha

Stall, Mathilda

Stanniforth, George

Stark, Maria

Stavers, Hepzibah

Stormfeldt, Johanna

Svartling, Beda Christina

Svartling, Helene Gustafva

Svendsen, Ane Christine

Svendsen, Christine

Svendssen, Oscar

Svendssen, Signe

Svendssen, Wilhelmine

Swartz, Hanna

Swensen, Cecelia

Swensson, Cecelia

Swensson, Cecilia

Taaderup, Sophie C.

Talkenberg, Thlda

Tenneson, Hans

Thomassen, Agar

Thomassen, Frederika

Thomassen, Peter Olaf

Thomassen, Petrine R.

Thomsen, Ane

Tinnevad, Jens A.

Tipple, Cornelius

Tipple, Jane

Tipple, Joseph

Tipple, Martha

Tipple, Mary A.

Tipple, Sarah

Tipple, Thomas

Tonnesen, Hans

Tramstrom, Anders

Treherne, Elizabeth A.

Trojol, Bengta

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Trojol, Hanna

Trojol, Jens

Trojol, Johanna

Underwood, James

Underwood, Peter W.

Underwood, William Thomas

Vamm, Johannes

Vestphal, August F. F.

Vestphal, Else

Vestphal, Engel Kristine

Vestphal, Hans F.

Victor, Anna

Walker, Cordelia

Walker, Edward H.

Walker, Emma A.

Walker, Hy Cyrus

Walker, Sarah J.

Walker, Thomas D.

Welsby, Mary

Welsby, William

Whatcott, Alfred

Whatcott, Henry

Whatcott, Isabella

Whatcott, Jane

Williams, Eliza

Williams, Esther

Williams, Esther

Williamson, Janet

Williamson, Marion

Wilson, Jane

Winterton, John

Winterton, William

Winterton, William

Young, Jane E.

Young, John

Young, Martha

Young, Rebecca

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10 Voyage Accounts

Liverpool to New York on the John J. Boyd

(30 Apr 1863 - 29 May 1863)

Letter Extract

America.--Since the letter from Elder Staines, of May 28, was in type, we have been favored by

the receipt of another, dated the 4th instant, from which we make the following interesting

extract:--

"The John J. Boyd arrived on Saturday, 30 ultimate, having had a prosperous voyage. The Saints

were well and in good spirits; had four deaths on board--two old persons and two small children.

One sister died on Saturday, after they arrived; she had recently been confined with a stillborn

child. They all speak well of the brethren who had charge of them. They left for Florence at

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twelve midnight; I accompanied them as far as Albany, and returned yesterday. They left Albany

on Tuesday, at seven p.m., all in good spirits. The two ships have arrived with the African Saints,

all well. They went on with the companies. I was sorry to see so much luggage; 597 adult

passengers in all, had 90,330 pounds of baggage! This was not weighed until we arrived at

Albany. They did not land at the Garden [CASTLE GARDEN] until twelve a.m. on Monday and

they were all at the depot at seven p.m., and had it not been for two luggage cars getting off the

track we should have started at half-past seven.

The vessels came three days sooner than we expected, but all went off very satisfactory to all

parties. . . . [p.411]

BIB: "America [Letter Extract]," Latter-day Saints' Millennial Star 25:26 (June 27, 1863) p. 411.

(CHL)

Letter from William W. Cluff - May 30, 1863

On board the John J. Boyd,May 30, 1863.President Cannon.

Dear Brother,--Realizing that you are ever anxious to hear of the progress and welfare of the

emigrating Saints, I hasten to report the safe arrival of the John J. Boyd, and give you a few

items concerning our progress thus far.

We cast anchor in New York harbor at seven p.m., yesterday, having made the voyage in 29

days. We were much prospered and blessed of the Lord [p.428] while journeying on the mighty

deep. The company was comprised of people from seven different nations, speaking different

languages, yet the utmost harmony, good feeling and order prevailed. The brethren associated

with me, Elders K. H. Brown, W. S. Baxter and the district presidents, labored faithfully for the

welfare of the Saints, administering to the wants of the sick, and giving good advice to all how to

make themselves comfortable and happy.

I am sorry at having to report four deaths. The first occurred on the 15th instant. Hans Petersen,

aged 46 years, a native of Sjaelland. He died at five in the afternoon, and was buried at nine p.m.

The cause of death was debility, accelerated by the sea passage. Elizabeth Ann, daughter of

William and Mercy Parkinson, aged eleven months and three days, died of bronchitis, on the

23rd, at half-past eight a.m. and was buried at five p.m. An infant daughter of Sister Ann [Ane]

Jensen died at midnight on the 27th, and was buried next day at five p.m. It was born at eight

a.m. on Monday the 25th. The other was Sister Ann [Ane] Andersen [Anderrson] , from

Sjaelland, aged 72 years. She died on the 29th, at nine a.m., and was buried at eleven a.m. At

eight a.m., on Tuesday, the 5th, Sister Elizabeth Pearce; from England, gave birth to a daughter.

Mother and child are well. There was, comparatively, little sickness in our midst; the strict

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attention to the regulations for cleanliness, and a prompt attention to all who are sick, with the

blessing of God, preserved the Saints, generally, in very good health. We had a number of men

appointed in each district, who made it their first duty every morning to brush and scrape the

floor around and under the berths, thus preventing filth and rubbish accumulating, and keeping

the air as pure as possible. I mention this plan because I found it to work beneficially, and other

companies may also be benefitted by adopting it.

The weather was very changeable all the time. Sometimes there would be a day or two of calm

and delightful weather, when the Saints would crowd on the upper deck and enjoy themselves,

and then again several days of hard blowing, that made the moveable goods tumble about and

rendered it rather difficult for the Saints themselves to "maintain their standing;" but we did not

experience a single storm. On the 21st, which was an extremely cold day, we passed seven

icebergs. Two of them were within a quarter of a mile to leeward - one was very large - and as

the sun shone upon the glittering masses they appeared beautiful. The "Great Eastern" came in

sight to leeward of us on the 26th, and crossed our bow at a distance of about five miles.

By strictly observing the "Mormon creed," that is, "minding our own business," we were

preserved from having any serious difficulty with the officers or crew. The medical inspectors

here, stated that they never saw such a healthy-looking and cleanly company of emigrants come

into the port of New York as that on board the John J. Boyd. The provisions served to the

passengers have given general satisfaction. They were all of the best quality; much better, in fact

than the majority had expected to receive. We held meetings, for general instruction, as often as

possible during the voyage, and prayer meetings were held morning and evening in each ward.

Several social meetings were held in the English ward, in which the Scandinavian Saints joined,

and we were much enlivened by the comic and sentimental songs and recitations which a number

of the brethren and sisters engaged in.

Chicago, June 6th, 1863.

It was my intention to have had this report finished and posted in New York, but our stay there

was so short and movements so hurried, that it was impossible to attend to it, so, having an

opportunity while waiting to change cars, I will just add a little.

Sister Ann Jensen--the mother of the child whose death is mentioned in the previous part of the

letter from Kallehave, Denmark, died on the evening of the 30th ultimate, from the effects of

childbirth. The body was taken on shore and buried. We were landed at Castle Garden at two

p.m., on Monday, June 1st, and the same evening at seven took the cars for Albany, at which

place we arrived next day at [p.429] two p.m., and changed cars. We changed again at Niagara

Suspension Bridge on the 3rd, at Detroit on the 4th, and arrived here last night at seven p.m. A

child named Brighamine Eleanora Henritte daughter of Brother [Christian H.] and Sister

[Eleonora] Braase, from Denmark, aged 8 months, died in the cars on the morning of the 4th

instant.

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This includes the particulars of our journey thus far. There are many details that might be

interesting to those who have not crossed the Atlantic or traveled through the States, but in

writing to you I think it is unnecessary to enter into details. We leave here at noon today.

The brethren join me in sending their kind love to yourself and associates. Yours faithfully,

William W. Cluff.President of Company.D. M. M'Allister [McAllister], Assistant Clerk. [p.430]

BIB: Cluff, William W. "America [Letter Extract]," Latter

-day Saints' Millennial Star 25:27 (July 4, 1863) pp. 428-30. (CHL)

A Brief History Of Henry Peter Jacobs

Written by his daughter-Pearl Jacobs Green-Incidents given by Himself

I, Henry Peter Jacobs, was born 27th of July, 1851 in Heckenberga, Sweden, about 21 miles

from Malmö, Sweden. Heckenberga is one of five islands surrounded by a large lake. The only

entrance to this island was by a high stone bridge. It was a very beautiful mountainous country,

with rich soil. I can well remember spending many days picking all kinds of wild berries in the

mountains. The owner of this island lived in a beautiful mansion. My father had a life lease on a

house and five acres of land on this island from which we gained a substantial living together

with a job my father had in working in his landlord's distillery.

There was a very fine school on this island, one side being enclosed by water. There was

wonderful skating on the lake all during the winter weather.

We were all happy and everything went well with us until father joined the Mormons. Two

Mormon missionaries came on the island, and my father was very much interested in what they

had to say, saying that that was just what he had been looking for. He joined the church and was

baptized in the year 1854 in the Baltic Sea. Mother was baptized the following year. When I

became eight years old I was also baptized in the Baltic Sea.

When the owner of the island heard that father had joined the Mormons he became very angry

and had him discharged from his work at the distillery after 18 years of faithful service. He used

his influence in seeing that he couldn't get any other kind of work, so it made it hard for us to eke

out a living. One winter we lived mostly on potatoes. Out land wasn't all productive, some of it

being quite rocky, and other parts swampy. The landlord took father to court to try to get the land

lease away from him, but the verdict was against him. This made him all the more angry, and he

tried hard to starve us out. [p.1]

. . . My mother and four children, the baby being only eleven months old, left Malmö, Sweden,

on the 15th of April, 1863. Our first stop was at Copenhagen, Denmark. Next we went by water

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through the North Sea to Kiel, Germany. Then by rail to Hamburg, Germany. Here we

encountered a big storm and had to anchor for two days by an island called Cuxhaven in the

North Sea. We next set sail on the 30th of April on a three mast sailing vessel, called the John J.

Boyd. The ship was so crowded we could hardly move around, and some of the Saints things

were stolen.

On our way crossing the ocean we witnessed many harrowing experiences. The sailors were

really a tough lot, and would steal anything they could lay their hands on. In our group of Saints

the men would take turns standing guard during the nights. There were five people died on the

way over. We witnessed one man's body being thrown overboard. They wrapped him in a

blanket and tied him on a slab, then tied a sack of coal to his feet then tossed it overboard into the

ocean. It was a terrible sight. Some screamed, others fainted. It was the last time they let anyone

witness this again. When we neared the coast of Greenland we got in among five big icebergs,

and we nearly froze.

We were four weeks on the ocean and how glad we were when we saw New York. We were

taken from the ship in rowboats to Castle Garden for inspection which took two days.

Now we had sad news. When mother went to the Branch President to get our money, he said he

didn't have any for us. Father had given him enough money to get us to Utah. We weren't the

only ones that had this happen to us, and when the authorities heard of this he was

excommunicated. [p.3]

Some of the Saints were very kind to us and shared their sea biscuits with us but this didn't last

very long, and by the time we reached Chicago we were pretty hungry. We had eleven changes

by rail and by boat before we reached St. Joseph, Missouri. There were no bridges over the river

so we had to go by ferry. There was one place in Missouri that we had to go by rail and some

soldiers had tried to derail our train by putting big logs on the track and had burned some

passenger cars, so we had to go in big stock cars with only a little straw on the floors and we

were locked in until we reached St. Joseph.

When our train struck these big logs on the rails we were all pretty well shaken up and some

were hurt, but not seriously. When we arrived at St. Joseph we were all pretty hungry, and it was

pretty hard on Mother with a nursing baby. My sister Mary had an expensive necklace and she

pawned this to get us something to eat and a warm drink for mother. The white bread she got was

wonderful. We had never seen white bread before.

Now we had to take a boat again and were three days reaching Florence, which was about six

miles to Omaha, Nebraska. We had to sleep on the ground here. The next morning we were told

that there were to be rations for all the Saints. While the Saints were getting ready to cross the

plains my sister went to Omaha to see if she could get some work, which she did.

She got a job with an apostate family for 50 cents a day. She saved enough to get some shoes for

herself and a few things for the rest of us. These people used their influence to try to get her to

stay with them, and offered her anything if she would stay. She prayed about it, and some of the

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Saints told her not to and if she did she would never get to Utah. It didn't take much persuasion,

because she said there was such an awful feeling when she was in their home.

We crossed the plains in John Murdock's Company. We left Florence Nebraska June 15, 1863. I

was then 12 years of age. . . . [p.4]

. . . We turned north over the mountain down Emigration Canyon, and on to Salt Lake City. We

first went to the Eighth Ward Square which is now known as the City and County Building

Grounds. We arrived there about 3 p.m. on the 2nd of September [1863.] . . . . [p.6]

BIB: Jacobs, Henry Peter. Brief History of Henry Peter Jacobs [by Pearl Jacobs Green], pp. 1,3-

4, 6, IN Maxine L. Breinholt, Biographies (Ms 8691), reel 2. (CHL)

Autobiography of Olaus Johnson

. . . My parents had decided already to leave Norway and emigrate to Utah for their religion.

Selling their homes, namely Nordstrand and Grundvick, they obtained enough money to take us

all to Zion. In April 1863, I left the home of my childhood and came to the land of Zion in

company with my parents, sisters, and brother.

We left Christiania the first of April on the steamer "Excelensen" and arrived in Copenhagen on

the fourteenth. Here we [p.298] remained eight days until the Saints had gathered from Norway,

Sweden, and Denmark. Among these Saints was a sister by the name of Anna Helena Dyresen,

whom I later became engaged to. She had been staying in Denmark with her sister Marie

Hansen, and had also prepared to sail in the same company. From Copenhagen we left by

steamship to Kiel, from there to Hamburg, where we were joined by more Saints, and again

traveled to Liverpool. Here we boarded a steamship called the John J. Boyd, captained by J. N.

Thomas. The same afternoon, we were given our respective cabins where we took quarters for

our journey, being one thousand in number, of which seven hundred sixty-five were Mormons.

After twenty-nine days on the ocean we arrived in New York, May 29, 1863. All members had to

remain on board until examined by the doctors to make sure no disease would be spread. This

took considerable time. After being examined, we were transferred to a place called Castle

Garden where we remained until evening. Here we were transferred by rail across the Hudson

and further across the states. Due to the Civil War at the time, we were transferred several times

to several trains a day, sometimes being forced to ride in cattle cars. This was not very

comfortable, as there were no seats and we had to sit on the floor. In transferring our baggage,

the handlers would often break into our trunks and cut holes in our leather satchels to steal our

belongings. We had to be on guard constantly, day and night. By doing this, they got little for

their trouble. After three days, we arrived in Florence, Nebraska, on the thirteenth day of June.

Dyre Amundsen, a brother of my wife, who had come to Utah in 1862 in Captain Hooker's

company, was called to go back to Florence, Nebraska, to meet the Saints and bring them on to

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Utah. While there, he met his sisters, Anna Helena; Berta Marie, her husband, Ole Hansen; and

Olaus, Charles, Lilie, and our father Johan and mother Karen Olsen. We stayed here until July

first, when we continued our journey by ox team over the plains with John Young as our leader.

While here, Anna Helena and I became engaged. We were married in Echo, Weber Valley,

September 9, 1863 three days before arriving in Salt Lake City. . . . [p.299]

BIB: Johnson, Olaus, "Autobiography of Olaus Johnson," Chronicles of Courage, vol. 5 (Salt

Lake City: Daughters of Utah Pioneers, 1994) pp. 298-99. (CHL)

Autobiography of John Lingren

April 21, 1863, I immigrated from my native country Sweden with happiness in my soul. Those I

left behind were also satisfied that I should leave for a better country as some of them wished to

follow in the near future. My brother Lars, was the only one who went with me a little distance.

His parting words were: "Please, brother, be faithful." As tears ran down his cheeks we shook

hands and I was off for the seaport. I had obtained, through the kindness of my elder brother,

Anders, 140 rixdaler ($37.80), enough to pay my journey to Florence on the Missouri River. The

company of Saints I traveled with went to Copenhagen, Denmark, Hamburg, Germany, and from

there across the North Sea to Grimsby, England, and over the country to Liverpool, where we

stopped a few days to get us ready to go abroad the sail ship John J. Boyd, which was to convey

us over the great Atlantic.

I was somewhat seasick crossing the mighty deep. My berth was down in the hold, 3rd deck in

the ship where all single people above 18 years and under 40 were huddled together, male and

female. I and my bunk fellows slept alongside of two young ladies on the right and left of us.

The weather was favorable all the way. We saw icebergs and a few whales. We landed in New

York, June 1, 1863, after a voyage of 30 days being destitute of money to assist me the next ten

days as we now had to board ourselves until we reached Florence. On our journey through the

states we saw railroad wrecks and destruction in many places. The Civil War was about to

terminate.

Going up the Missouri River from St. Joseph to Florence was the most pleasant trip we had had

so far. But soon we were where the Saints had their Winter Quarters when they were driven from

civilization. Here were relics of different natures; a house that Brigham Young had lived in, a

well that Heber C. Kimball had dug and the remains of the dugouts, camping places and other

sacred memories of gone-by times.

We stayed here among the hills and hazel brush for a littler over two weeks, when Captain

Sanders with his mountain boys gathered us up and started across the plains. . . . [p.238]

. . . A little this side of the base of the mountains we see the city of Great Salt Lake. It resembles

in the distance below something like a village where every house was surrounded by a ten-acre

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lot. Arrived in the church pasture on Sept. 5, 1863. The next day we looked over the city we had

dreamed about.

The picture in our minds of the city, and the real city, failed to have any resemblance. We

nevertheless gave it but very little thought. The city itself was nothing to us, we did not own one

house or one foot of ground in it, and I for my part, had not a cent even to buy a meal with if I

had been wanting one. . . . [p.240]

BIB: Lingren, John, Autobiography, Treasures of Pioneer History comp. By Kate B. Carter, vol.

1 (Salt Lake City: Daughters of Utah Pioneers, 1952) (CHL) pp. 238, 40.

Autobiography of James Mills Paxton

. . . no sooner closed than the workman who had been listening attentively gave a hearty three

cheers for young Brigham and that was the name I went by till I left the shores of England; and

took passage on the John J. Boyd (a sailing vessel) on my way to Utah April 30th 1863. The

following ideas journal by inquiring was written on board the ship, and my first attempt at

poetry.

The quiver played on the lip of pride

as we parted by the railway side.

Swiftly from your view we went

To cross the seas in our assent.

Then on the prairie pitched our tent

As through the wilderness we went

The Rocky canyons we passed through

Then Salt Lake City came in view

And joy from soul to soul did flow

As we viewed the landscape area

Here is light and here is love

Here is blessings from above

Here is peace and unity

The gospel in simplicity.

We had beautiful weather crossing the ocean. Sighted the "Great Eastern" and passed very close

to an iceberg floating about six hundred feet above water. Mrs. Polks being seasick asked me to

make rice pudding. I done yet being so it was like the widows [--]. [p.5]

Began to rise and after taking out more than I had in the [-] was this full. After 30 days voyage

we were delighted with the beautiful scenery as we neared Castle Garden, New York. I was

forcibly struck by the contrast between the English and American soldiers seeing many of the

latter when passing through the States from New York to Omaha. Reaching Florence June 12 we

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left Florence with an ox train under Captain McCarter, and I walked all the way to Salt Lake City

about one thousand miles driving a cow and carrying a gun most of the time. . . . [p.6]

. . . We arrived in Salt Lake Valley one beautiful evening Saturday Oct. 3 [1863.] . . . . [p.7]

BIB: Paxton, James Mill. Autobiography. (Special Collections & Manuscripts, Ms 949), pp. 5- 7

(Harold B. Lee Library, Brigham Young University, Provo, Utah)

Journal of John Redington

. . . I received a notification to be in Liverpool with my wife & child on the 29th of April. I made

the best preparations I could, and was there at the time appointed and at once went on board the

sailing ship John J. Boyd. Here was a company of Latter-day Saints of near 700 all bound for

Utah, about 6/7 of these were from the Scandinavian Mission the remainder made up of English,

Welsh, Scotch & Irish families. The next day Apr. 30th we were towed out into the River Mersey

and on out to sea and thus commenced our journey to Utah.

Our journey across the Atlantic was made in safety & we landed in New York on May 29th . My

wife however was confined to her berth nearly the whole journey, our darling little girl stood the

journey across the water most bravely, she was a little hero. I was well, with a slight exception

all the way across. As we neared New York my wife improved, but our darling child sickened.

We took the railroad cars at New York, traveled up near the Hudson River to Albany. Changed

cars & on to Niagara, crossed the river just below [p. 351] the Falls into Canada, run across a

portion of Canada to Windsor, then crossed a small lake to the American side at Detroit. From

Detroit on the Chicago, then again to Quincy on the Mississippi River, cross the River to

Hannibal, then to Palmyra and on to St. Joseph City, Missouri. Here ended our journey by rail.

We then went on board a river steamboat and traveled up the Missouri River to Florence,

Nebraska, being on the boat 3 days and 2 nights. We were about 2 weeks on this part of our

journey from New York. Here myself & wife were called to meet one of the greatest trials of life.

Our darling little Polley who was sickening when we left the ship at New York, daily grew worse

as we traveled west, and a few days after we reached Florence on June 19th she died. At her

death she was 1 year, 9 months, & 15 days old. Since that time we have become more sadly

familiar with the sickness that took her from us, having lost two other children in a similar

manner in Payson, from that complication of children's diseases often spoken of as summer

complaint, embodying, teething, canker, diarrhea, fever &c. We buried her the next day in what

is known as the Latter-day Saints old burying ground at Florence. Here is buried many Latter-

day Saints who died on the way from Nauvoo & other places to the Valley, or Utah. Florence is

located on the bank of the Missouri River, some 6 or 8 miles from Omaha.

At Florence we were to commence our journey across the plains with ox teams that were on the

way from Utah to meet us. They, or a least some companies arrived here a few days after our

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arrival from the east, and it was only about two weeks after we arrived here that all was ready to

start out one company on their journey across the plains.

Myself and wife (We could carry our darling no further) were in the [p. 352] first company under

the charge of Captain John Murdock, then of Lehi, Utah, we commenced this part of our journey

on June 30th/ 63. . . .

. . . We arrived in Salt Lake City on the 29th of August, making just one day less that 4 months

from the time we were towed out of Liverpool docks. One month on sea, one month passing

through the States and remaining at Florence, and two months on the plains & passing through

the mountains. . . . [p. 353]

BIB: Redington, John. Journal (Ms 4514), pp. 351-53. (CHL)

The Story of My Life of Mary Charlotte Jacobs Soffe

. . . On the 15th April, 1863, we hired a team to take us into town, and from there we took a

steamboat for Copenhagen, Denmark.

My father and eldest brother were left standing on the port, and I felt as if my heart would sink

within me. My brother came the following year, with an old man who wanted company, but my

father was never seen by us again-having taken pneumonia and died on Good Friday on the 14th

day of April, 1865 at the age of 52 years, five months and three days.

Before we left Malmo, my father had given the captain of the Mormon emigrants $30.00 to keep

us going until we were settled, but when we arrived in New York this man denied that father had

given him this money, and we underwent a great many hardships because of not having the

money.

The first night out on the steamboat, someone stole part of our bed clothes. The next day we

landed in Kiel, Germany. From there we went by rail to Hamburg, which was 11 miles from the

harbor, and we had to walk from the depot to the shore and carry our things. I was so tired I

fainted which frightened my mother very much. We now boarded a freighter for England,

traveling on the North Sea when we got in the Catiga. [UNCLEAR] A heavy storm came up and

we were very nearly drowned. Here we had to cast anchor for two days near an island called

Cuxhaven with over one hundred men, women and children on board. [p. 9] We were a week

getting to England whereas we should have only been two days.

We arrived in Grimsby, England, but had to wait a half a day until the tide came in and they then

opened the flood gates so we could land. After we did land, I was unable to walk naturally.

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After we landed, another boat landed and they mixed their boxes with ours, so the other company

took our boxes and we never had as much as a comb to comb our hair with until someone gave

us an old one. Before we landed in Liverpool we had to pass through five tunnels in one or two

of which we nearly succumbed with the smoke and dust.

In Liverpool, England, and there we boarded a three-mast sailing vessel named John J. Boyd.

They would not take less than 1,000 passengers on a regular steamer, and our company only

numbered 850. I was so used to walking "sailor fashion" that I felt fine on the Atlantic.

After we had been sailing for about two weeks we ran into five icebergs. We came so close to

these that we could see the large chunks of ice floating in the water. It was very cold and a

number of people nearly froze.

While on our journey five people died on the ship--three old people and two children. I had the

experience of seeing them bury the first person--an old man. They wrapped him in a blanket,

head to the East, then laid him on a plank and tied a sack of coal to his feet, and while reading

the sermon they tipped the plank down and he went in the water. It was an [p. 10] awful sight to

see. Some of the people watching screamed and some fainted, so they never let them see

anything like that again.

After we had been on the water about 25 days we saw the coast of Greenland. One day a small

boat came out with a doctor on board to see if any of us were sick, but we were all well, and the

next day when we landed in the harbor of New York a small boat came out to our vessel, then all

of the sailors left the captain and threatened to kill him and also the Mate if they came ashore.

Sometime before this the captain and the sailors had had some trouble while out to sea. We

landed in the harbor on Thursday, but this trouble with the sailors and the Captain kept us on the

ship until Monday, then a boat came and took us to Castle Garden, and that was my first glimpse

of New York.

We only stayed in Castle Garden long enough to get our baggage through the custom house and

on the train. Castle Garden did not appeal to me in the least. In the middle of the street I saw a

dead cat and dog and filth and dirt existed everywhere. Nevertheless, we were all glad to be on

land again. We were on the Atlantic one month and two days.

I remember the first night we were off the ship. I sat up all night drinking in fresh air, as it

seemed wonderful to get off the ship with its stench and terrible odors.

After considerable trouble our president of the Mormon company obtained a ticket for us with

eleven changes from [p. 11] New York to St. Joseph, Missouri.

Before leaving Sweden my father had given the captain of the Mormon emigrants $30.00 for

mother to keep us going until we were settled, but when we arrived in New York this man denied

that father had given him this money, and it was only the hand of fate that kept us from starving

to death again. The emigrants gave us some of their sea cakes, and it was indeed hard on mother

as she had a nursing baby.

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When we arrived in Chicago we were nearly starved to death. Mother told the president if he did

not give us money to buy food she would let people know he was letting us starve so he gave us

one dollar. With this dollar I went to buy some bread, and on my way back from the store I met a

lady with some bologna so I traded her two loaves of my bread for some of her meat. This was

the first time I had ever eaten or seen white bread, as we had been used to dark bread in Sweden.

We now traveled on and crossed the Mississippi River on a ferry, then we arrived in Missouri .

This was during the Civil War and all of the passenger cars had been burned as they locked us up

in cattle cars which had straw floors. There were no seats. We passed a soldiers' camp and it was

here we ran into a place where logs had been placed to disrail the cars. I happened to be standing

up when the cars struck the logs and the jolt threw me head foremost to the other side of the car

among the women and children. Everyone was crying and screaming. A few were hurt.

The cars were put back on the tracks again and we proceeded on our journey and arrived in St.

Joseph, nearly starved, [p. 12] about the 15th day of June 1863. We had no food nor no money to

buy any with. All we had was a necklace of cherry colored beads that my aunts and given me. I

asked a man to give us some bread and a cup of something warm for mother to drink, in

exchange for my necklace, but all he gave us was a cup of coffee and one piece of bread. We

children did not get a thing to eat.

We were then hurried on and we boarded a steamboat on the Missouri River. That afternoon

mother saw our president buy bread as she went to him and told him we were starving and the

children were crying for bread, but he refused her. She started to tell what he had done, so he told

someone to give us a loaf of bread, and that was the last we received for the $30.00 father had

given us for our expenses. We later found out for a certainty that he had received the money, for

when we arrived in Utah father sent word and told us he had given the money to the president.

We were on the steamer on the Missouri River two days and two nights. On the first day about

noontime I had to pass the sailors when they were eating lunch and one of the men gave me a

large piece of pie, but I was afraid to take it and went to the end of the boat and threw it into the

river, for I had heard and seen so much of the bad sailors that I thought they wanted to poison

me.

The boat could not travel at night on that river because of sandbars, and on the second day

another boat came alongside of ours, and we had a terrible scare for they tried to steal a woman,

and they did steal a man's clothes, watch and keys [p. 13] when he was bathing while the boat

was stopped. He called for someone to bring him a blanket to wrap around him to enable him to

get back to the boat so he could break into his trunk to get something to put on. Evidently some

sailors who had taken leave off their ship had stolen his clothes.

On the third night we landed at Florence, which is six miles north of Omaha on the banks of the

Missouri River at 11:00 p.m., June 15, 1863. Here we had to lie on the ground until the next

morning with nothing over us, for all of our things were put in one big heap and we could not

find any of our bedding until it was light.

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In the morning mother walked to Omaha which was six miles to get something for us to eat. She

was able to get some bread so we were alright for that day. It was scheduled that the next day we

would get our allowance of flour and bacon which was sent to us from Utah by the Mormons that

were already there and were now helping new emigrants to come. Mother sent me to get our

allowance, but when I arrived there the place was so crowded that I sat down in a corner and fell

asleep. I did not come home and Mother was worried and came after me to see what was the

matter. The place was all closed up so we did not get anything to eat until the third day. They

told me to come back and hep make tents and wagon covers for two or three days.

Then mother talked with some of the apostates in Omaha and they told her to send me down

there to stay and not go on to Utah, as the journey was so hard we would die crossing the plains.

They told mother they had a job for me cleaning house, and I [p. 14] received 50 cents per day

and by doing this was able to get me a new pair of shoes. Some of the apostates in Omaha

wanted us to all stop there and not come to Salt Lake, as they said we would die crossing the

plains, and they persuaded me to get a room ready for us to move into, but a terrible feeling came

over me every time I thought of it, but mother thought we should stay. Then someone told me if I

stayed I would not get away and this made me more determined than ever to go. I told mother I

was going on to Utah and would not be persuaded to stay. Mother then said if I was going she

would have to go too, as she could not make a living for the children all alone.

The third week we were there, there were ox teams which arrived from Utah. Captain John

Murdock and Mr. Hatch were in charge of this expedition.

We were afraid we were not going to get to go with this company, as it was entirely filled up, but

one man became ill and the captain told them that he was too ill to make the trip, and advised

them that it would be better to stay and wait for the next train. Because of this man's dropping

out, we were able to load our things and go in his place. . . . [p. 15]

. . . We arrived on the 8th Ward square, (which is now know as the City and County building

grounds) about 3:00 p.m. on the 2nd of September. We were three months coming form Omaha

to Salt Lake City and we made from 15 to 20 miles per day. . . . [p.19]

BIB: Soffe, Mary Charlotte Jacobs. The story of my life (Ms 5293), pp. 9-15, 19. (CHL)

Journal of Peter Olaff Thomassen

BIB: Thomassen, Peter Olaff. Journal (Ms 1536), pp. 8-9 (Danish). [DOCUMENT NOT INCLUDED IN

DATABASE]