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Frederik Engelhaldt Boisen Bennike 34 år Gift Husfader Mekaniker Kjøbenhavn

Emma Nicoline Boisen Bennike 32 år Gift Husmoder Søllerød

Bjarne Boisen Bennike 2 år Ugift deres Søn Kjøbenhavn

Othilia Frederikke Mortensen 19 år Ugift Tjenestepige Slagelse

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København, København (Staden), Ryesgade (Lige numre), Kjøbenhavn Udenbys Klædebo Kvarter, Ryesgade 124,matr.387 Forhus 4.Sal tilvenstre, 7, FT-1885, C7621

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Frederik Engelhart Boisen Bennike 34 Gift Husfader Konstruktør ved Søminekorpset Kjøbenhavn

Emma Nikoline født Ellerup 36 Gift Husmoder Strandmøllen

Nikoline Frederikke Ellerup 74 Enke Svigermoder Kjøbenhavn

Biarne Boisen Bennike 6 Ugift Barn Kjøbenhavn

Rigmor Boisen Bennike 4 Ugift Barn Kjøbenhavn

Kai Boisen Bennike 1 Ugift Barn Kjøbenhavn

Marie Olsson 22 Ugift Tjenestepige Øja,Sverrig

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Holbæk, Ods, Vallekilde, Vallekilde By, Vallekilde Højskole, 1, FT-1880, C9947

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Ernest Johannes Trier 43 Gift Husfader, Cand. Theol, højskoleforstander København

Julie Vilhelmine Trier 29 Gift Husmoder København

Povl Pedersen 36 Ugift Lærer ved Højskolen Besser, Samsø, Holbæk Amt

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About Me:

udvandret til USA ???

Name: Djvind Bennike

Event: Census

Event Date: 1930

Event Place: San Francisco, California

Gender: Male

Age: 35

Marital Status: Single

Race: White

Ship: West Mahwah

War or Expedition:

Birthplace: Denmark

Estimated Birth Year: 1895

Enumeration District: 14-1599

Page: 62A

NARA Publication Title: 1930 U.S. Census of Merchant Seamen

NARA Publication Number: M1932

NARA Roll Number: 1

Film Number: 2342410

Digital Folder Number: 4547594

Image Number: 00155

My mother, Christena M. Benson Barker, was born in Lehi, Utah 22

February 1863. Her second name was Martena, but she never liked it,

so used the initial M. Her father Jens Peter Benson was born in

Aaker, Bornholm, Denmark 26 April 1831, and came to Utah in 1853.

Her mother, Kersten Ericksen, was born in Dokkedal,

Denmark 23

February 1837, and was baptized in 1852. She pulled a handcart

across the plains in 1857, the year Johnston's Army came to Utah, and

the people of Salt Lake

moved south. She went on to Lehi where her

sister and husband, Mette Christina and Jens Peter Benson were

living. They took her into their home and cared for her while she

lay ill

for weeks, after her exhausting journey, on foot, from Iowa

City to the Valley. She became the plural wife of Peter Benson 12

September 1858. They made their home in Lehi until 1868, whe

n they

moved to Clarkston, Cache County. Four children were born to them in

Lehi, Alma Peter in 1860, my mother, Christena 22 February 1863,

Marcus Joseph in 1865, and S

amuel in 1867. Their other children were

born in Clarkston, Alice Marie in 1870, Isaac in 1872 and Rastus in

1875 who only lived eleven days.

Mother was only five years

old when they moved to Clarkston, but her

grandmother Ericksen had already taught her to knit. The tiny

stocking she thought was for a doll she some day hoped to have, her

grandmoth

er told her was for the cat. (The Ericksen grandparents

crossed the plains in 1858, and made their home in Lehi, where they

both lived to be 87 years of age.)

One of the things she

remembered they took with them to Clarkston was

one of Johnston's Army cannon balls which they used to crush or grind

the grain into coarse flour for bread. As in

all pioneer

communities, food was scarse, and my grandmother said the first year

there, she did not know what it was to have enough to eat, she was

always hungry.

Indians were

not too friendly, and gave them plenty of frights. One

old chief used to come to their place and one day while mother was

holding her little

sister Alice, this Indian took the baby

out of her arms, and no doubt

would have stolen her had not Martha, one of the older girls of the

first family, come into the room just then and snatched the baby away

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from him.

Mother along with the other children used to help herd cows on the

meadows south and east of Clarkston. She also remembered the severe

winters and d

eep snow.

One of the persons she remembered well was Martin Harris, one of the

Three Witnesses to the Book of Mormon. He died in Clarkston in 1875.

My grandfather, Peter

Benson, was a carpenter and had a work bench

in one end of the log room, and mother remembered watching him make

the coffin. I do not know if she went to the funeral or not, but

Au

nt Alice remembered going to it. It was held in a log room and was

very crowded, she said her mother held the baby and she had to stand

or lean against her during the services. William B.

Preston from

Logan was one of the speakers, and she was very impressed by him, she

thought him so good looking.

While just a child in Lehi, mother picked up a small brown

stone,

which turned out to be a "peep stone". Once while they were living

in Clarkston, grandfather went to Lehi, she located him on the return

trip, figured out about

the time he would reach Clarkston, and she

and the other children walked out to meet and surprise him, and have

a ride back into town. She never exploited this gift, not many knew

a

bout it, but she was asked, at times, to locate lost cattle. One

time, a lady had some treasured lace curtins that were blown away in

a storm, she promised mother a silk dress if she coul

d locate them.

They were lodged in a ditch just under the edge of a bridge, but she

never got the dress or anything else for finding them. We children

used to ask her what became of

the stone, but all she ever said was

that it got lost, and not until after her death did we learn how.

Once when father was away from home, she told him something he did -

not anyth

ing out of place, but he resented it, and in his anger threw

it away, and spent the rest of his life regretting it. He was always

bringing home odd rocks in hopes

one would turn out to be another

"peep stone".

While they were living in Clarkston, mother had scarlet fever and was

in bed for seven weeks. She had to learn to walk aga

in. I do not

know if it was this time or another when she was sick that she craved

something sour. Lemons could not be had and she begged for some

vinegar. She wanted

it so bad, she felt like she would never get

well without it. Her mother was afraid to let her have any, but one

day, a neighor lady, Matilda Atkinson, gave her some and she started

to get well from then on. She was grateful to that lady all her

life.

In 1876, grandfather's first wife, Mette, died after the birth of her

tenth child, he died too. G

randmother and family were moved to

Newton to take over the care of the motherless family.

In pioneer times, all shared in the tasks of homemaking. Mother

learned to card wool, both

for spinning and into batts for quilts.

She did her share of the family spinning and knitting. She sewed

clothing by hand including shirts for her brothers, braided straw and

made hats. Washing was done on a wash board, and irons were heated

on the stove. Their fuel was wood from the mountains, chopped by

hand. Starch, soap and candles were also made

in the home. Their

good times came from parties, dancing and singing.

Opportunities for schooling were limited, but mother attended school,

when possible, and my father

was her first school teacher.

3 April 1879, she was married in the Endowment House in Salt Lake

City to John H. Barker, as his plural wife, and in September 1879, he

also

married Johanna Jensen of Weston, Idaho in the Endowment House.

Mother's honeymoon was a trip to Lehi, to visit her grandmother and

grandfather, whom she had not seen since le

aving there in 1868.

The log house on the farm north of town had two good sized rooms, so

mother and Aunt Hanna each had one. They got along well together. 8

June 1880 mother's firs

t child, a daughter, Alice Marinda was born.

In 1882, after the rail road had been built on up to Montana, father

went up to Beaver Canyon (near Spencer, Idaho) to take care of the

s

tore for Samuel Roskelly, who had a saw mill up there. Mother went

to run the boarding house and hotel, she had only one helper, a girl

from Newton.

That summer she said she learned

to roll out a pie a minute. She had

so much to do that she could not watch her litle girl as closely as

she would like to have done, so she had a number of narrow escapes.

One Saturday night she was not to be found, so mother went down to

see if father had seen her. In the back of the store was a group of

Indians, they had two year old Marinda up on the

counter and were

feeding her pine nuts.

Another time her foot got caught in the rail road track, one of the

men saw the train coming and got her away just in time.

One day she

climbed up on one of the big piles of logs that were

ready for the mill, because of her red dress, they were able to spot

her.

Another time a herd of Texas long horn cattle were bei

ng driven

through there. In the center of the road, playing in the dust or sand

was the little girl, totally unaware of any danger. When the leader

of the herd saw her,

he stopped, pawed the dirt and bellowed; in that

instant, one of the men had

seen her and was racing for her, he was able to snatch her up. He

lifted her high above his

head, and the herd went on. Mother had

seen the rescue, but was not close enough to have reached her in

time.

In the fall they returned to Utah. Father went to work for the Logan

Branch of the Z.C.M.I. as shipping clerk. Their home was downn in

the part of Logan that was called the "Island", south and east of the

Temple. The Temple wa

s being completed and mother spent much of her

time helping there. The ladies cleaned, sewed strips of homemade

carpet together, made curtains and helped at numerous jobs. She had

to take Marinda with her and would put her down among the bronze oxen

that supported the baptismal font, it made a good play pen. She was

four years old when the temple was ded

icated, a quiet child, small

boned and fine featured and small for her age. Because mother had

worked so faithfully there, and could not attend the dedication,

unless she took her,

she received special permission to take her with

the promise that she would make no disturbance whatever. She made

not a sound, and needless to say, was the only child at the

dedication.

In July 1885, mother's second child, a son was born, he was named

Irvin Benson. The home in Logan had been sold, and she was then

living back in the house on the fa

rm at Newton.

Mother often told us how she would walk to town to pick currants.

Then with them, and a child in the little wagon, would walk back up

to the farm, it was all up hill go

ing home. One time, she said she

was so tired she felt she just couldn't pull the wagon another step.

She prayed for strength and her prayer was answered immediately, she

said it was as though someone was pushing the load and all she had to

do was guide the wagon.

Those were troublesome times for the men that had more than one wife,

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and for the women. The United States marshalls were everywhere it

seemed, and people lived in constant fear. Aunt Hanna, with her two

boys, Henry and David, and mother with her l

ittle boy Irvin, went to

Ogden where they were not known, or as it was spoken of then, "on the

underground". Mother left her litle girl, Marinda, with grandmother

Benson

in Newton. They rented a log house in Five Points, as North

Ogden was then called, and mother went to work as a hired girl in

different homes to provide for them while Aunt Hanna took ca

re of the

three little boys. Mother would walk into Ogden in the morning and

back at night most of the time. One of the families she worked for,

and were so good to her,

was named Hinchcliffe.

One night, when her little boy, Irvin, was saying his prayers he said

"Please God, send me some oranges." She didn't even know he knew

what an or

ange was, and she could not afford to buy them. She told a

friend of it, he took a dollar out of his picket and told her to buy

oranges with every cent of it. Prayers are answ

ered in many ways.

Mother had left a big crock of currant preserves in Newton, and

Birdie (Bessie), one of the girls of the first family, told me how

well she remembered the morning

father got it out of the cellar and

opened it for them, and how good it was.

Aunt Hanna and mother were getting along fine, when father came down

in June 1888 with the news that Aunt

Susan, his first wife, had died

from diabetties. They had a family of nine children, three boys and

six girls. The two oldest, John and Annie were married, the youngest

was seven years old. He wanted one of them to go back with him to

care for the family. They felt they were doing alright where they

were, and preferred to stay in Ogden. Father started

for home alone;

but as soon as he left, the lady they rented from came over. When

she heard the story, she told them they were not doing their duty,

that as his wives,

one of them should go to the motherless home.

Tender hearted mother was conscience stricken and knew that she must

go. Meanwhile, father had turned the team around and came back, said

he was staying until one of them decided to go back with him. Mother

had saved a few hard earned dollars, so they drove into Ogden and she

spent it

all at Wrights store for yard goods to take back with her.

She found the little girls badly in need of clothing, the first thing

she did was make underclothes and dresses for t

hem. Their mother had

been sick for a long time.

Father's court trial on charges of polygamy was held 4 December 1888,

but the first wife having died, they c

ould not prosecute, and the

case was dismissed. Father and mother had another marriage ceremony

performed by Probate Judge, J.Z. Stewart, in Logan on 2 July 1888,

making mother the l

egal wife in the eyes of the law.

Mother's third child, George Isaac, was born 22 August 1890 in the

home on the farm.

About this time, the north part of the old rock house was being

built

or perhaps finished. Father's sister, Jennie, came from England when

George was about six weeks old, she stayed in Newton a while, then

went on to Sal

t Lake City.

Mother's fourth child, Jesse Benson, was born 4 November 1892, Susie

Myrtle, 6 December 1894, Naomi Benson, 25 September 1897, Maud Benson

14 August 1899 and

Stephen Waldo, 3 December 1901, making a family of

eight, four sons and four daughters.

She nursed us through childhood illnesses, scarlet fever, measles,

mumps, ear ach

es, colds and other upsets, there were no doctors near.

How well I remember the good things she used to cook, roast beef and

Yorkshire pudding, suet puddings and fruit cakes, the English r

oly-

poly puddings, big crocks of preserves and chow-chow and mustard

pickles, soup with Danish dumplings, Danish sweet soup, the long

round loaves of bread, doughnuts, roast wild du

ck and dressing,

English apple dumplings, honey candy and the big freezer of ice-cream

for the 4th of July.

I never remember mother being really well, for years she took

heart

pills. I dreaded to see her go to meeting, for nearly always, she

was carried home. She would fight and gasp for breath, while folks

rubbed her arms and legs to help keep her

blood circulating. Then

afterward, she would be too weak to speak above a whisper, and would

be in bed a day or two. Then she found certain strychnine tablets

would sometimes give

her heart the needed stimulant to ward off an

attack. I also remember the terrible headaches she would have. Yet

during all these years and later too, there was seldom a week when we

were alone. Father would bring church and political speakers home

for meals, and show troupes and other travelers would stay at our

place.

Father's cherished dream o

f returning to England came true in 1909.

He wanted to search for genealogy and fulfill a mission. He left in

April and was assigned to the Bristol Conference, or District, a cold

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damp climate. He was 67 years old and not too strong. The food,

much different than he was used to at home. His health failed and he

returned in September, too we

ak and ill to walk alone. He was soon

bedfast, gangrene developed in one of his legs and it was amputated

in January at our home. He recovered from the operation, but was too

weak to withstand an attack of pneumonia and passed away 27 February

1910.

This was a long hard seige for mother - even with help, for he wanted

her by his side co

nstantly. My sister, Sue, who was in the eight

grade in school, quit to stay home and help. Our half sister, Mary

B. Arnn, left her family in Arbon, Idaho and spent several weeks

h

elping care for father. Toward the end of his illness, mother never

had a nights rest in 6 weeks. She was completely worn out and almost

on the verge of collapse

when he passed away. In the late spring,

she went to Ogden and spent a week with Aunt Hanna, whom she had not

seen in years, and thoroughly enjoyed the visit.

Mother had many spirit

ual experiences in her life time. One I will

relate. On the night of 29 August 1910, father came to her and told

her to go tell "mother" (grandmother Benson) that he "had found a

p

lace for her." I will never forget how chalk white and weak she was

that Sunday, but she went over to Grandmother's and delivered the

message. Outwardly, grandmother brushed

it aside, but on 28

September she had a stroke, and on 22 October she passed away, never

having been able to speak a word. She was 73 years old, had passed

through all the hardships

of pioneer life, including pulling a

handcart across the plains in 1857. She had a strong testimony of the

gospel and always prayed aloud, she didn't just "say" her prayers,

but it was just as if she was talking to the Lord face to face.

Another sorrow came to us when Naomi, the sister just older than I,

beacme ill. She was sick all winter, mother took he

r to Salt Lake to

the best doctors available, when nothing could be done, they returned

home and after weeks of suffering, she passed away 25 April 1914

(malignant sarcom

a). She was sixteen years old, had an outstanding

personality, was a talented singer and sang much in public, and was

loved by all who knew her.

We had a small flock of sheep, and a

fter they were sheared, mother

would wash the wool, then it was "picked" and she would card it into

batts for quilts. She pieced and made quilts, knit our stockings when

we were youngsters, also socks for the men folks, and made almost all

of our dresses and other clothes.

All were welcome in our home, she fed friend and stranger alike, no

one ever left our home hungry. She was sweet and kind to all.

About 1916, electricity came to Newton, and the town also put in a

water system, so we had electric lights, electric iron a

nd grill. We

had a sink and cold water tap in the kitchen, later was added a hot

water tank.

Mother had her last heart spell about 1914, then started with gall

sto

nes, the spells became worse and more frequent as time passed.

More than once, I was alone with her in the wee hours of the night

through one of the terrifying ordeals, a tiny morphine pil

l the only

medicine.

About 1917, she had a slight stroke in her right side, and though in

continual pain, she knit a number of sweaters for the Red Cross

during World War I.

The gall stone attacks were getting worse and worse; Dr. Campbell of

Logan advised an operation. He took her to Salt Lake City and on 8

June 1918, Dr. Charles Mayo of the Mayo Brother

s Clinic, performed

the operation. He was serving in the Army and stationed at Fort

Douglas at the time. When his orders came to leave, he removed the

drainage tubes from her side,

perhaps they should have remained

longer, at any rate, the poison spread through her body and she

passed away 21 June 1918 in the Holy Cross Hospital.

Sue and I were in Salt Lake an

d spent the day at the hospital, going

to Aunt Jennie's at night. I dreamed I saw her drive away with

someone in a little black top buggy. I awoke and felt that I knew

what it mean

t. We were very uneasy, got up at four o'clock and took

the first street car up to the hospital. As we walked down the hall

we could see the door was open and we knew before we reached t

he room

that she was gone.

Soon after her passing she was permitted to come to both Sue and I

with a message that brought lasting comfort to both of us.

She left se

ven children and twelve grandchildren. The two youngest

of the family, Waldo, and I, were not married. She was only fifty

five years old, but during those years, had experienced joy and

happiness with family, loved ones and friends, and received many

blessings. On the other hand, it seemed she had almost more than her

share of sickness, sorrow, trials,

and testings, but remained

faithful to the end. She taught her children the gospel, not only by

precept, but was a living example.

Her services were Sunday, 23 June 1918

, and she was laid to rest in

the Newton Cemetery.

IN MEMORY OF SISTER BARKER

Tread oh so softly, don't break her rest

Sleeping so sweetly, is she not blest?

Don't break

the silence, hush, do not weep

Angels are near, their silent watch keep.

Hark, I hear music, faint but tis clear,

Yes, they are singing, the tones I can hear.

Come my dear Sist

er, come, come away.

Come where cold breezes never can blow,

But love all abiding for ever shall flow.

Just cast on God your every care

And you shall meet your loved ones there

.

So her works behind her shine.

As the sunset in the west

Leaves a track of light behind,

So her works light her to rest.

How quick the change from joy to woe,

How

chequered is our lot below.

Seldom we view the prospect fair

Dark clouds of sorrow pain and care.

From a friend and Sister

E.H. Weakley

21 June 1918

Newton, Utah

od, as she is older and single. Although I had [source unsure] a tentative birthdate for her of 1863 (making her about 36 years younger than Sanford!) the Mattie Bentley who was single and born in 1836 seems a more likely candidate for Sanford's second wife.