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On My Father’s Family

1932

This is my father’s family:

This is the summary of my father’s family.

Hans Christian Jensen Born 25 December 1827 Died 27 Feb. 1932 age 104
Charoline Masine Andresen Born 13 August 1835 Died 11 Feb. 1913  

Children:

Anders Christian Born 21 December 1858 Died 1867 age 8
Jens Andereas Born 21 May 1860    
John Marinus Born 7 March 1863    
Charl Christian Born 2 November 1865 Died 2 July 1915  
Andrew Christian Born 4 October 1868    
Hans Peter Born 11 September 1871 Died 3 June 1925  
Johane Kathrine Born 14 April 1874    
Christian Born 20 June 1876    
Otte Magnus Born about 1878 Died 1882  

I by the hand of the Lord became a church member, and by His providence we all became Church members in 1883. I emigrated that year and by the hand of the Lord, we all were in Zion in about three years’ time, and emigrated from Aalborg conference Denmark.

For the Gospel’s sake we got located here in Spring City, San Pete County, Utah in 1886.

In few years we saw it was necessary for us to find a good place to make homes. As the head of the Church had urged the newcomers to go out and be independent, to work in to get a home of their own, I by the hand of the Lord went to Alberta, Canada in 1896, and a year later the whole family came to Canada in order to better our condition to make homes for us all and help to build up Zion.

We got located at a little town named Aetna, where we prospered and where our parents died. This in conclusion is the end of my father’s history.

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On Seeing my 104 year old Father

1932

That was the boss of the Great Falls jail, where I was and I was let out on the agreement that they wanted me to steal across the Canadian border. I agreed to do it.

I started to walk it, from Great Falls and when I came to Browning it got cold and began to snow, and when I reached Canada I went as fast as I possibly could, on account of the cold weather and I was nearly frozen half to death. O, I was so chilled and cold that I surely appreciated the good woolen socks I had on, from Great Falls which my good jail boss game me the day I left his jail.

I had a good time in it, I had all I could eat and good bed to sleep in. I sold that for two and a half so I had a little spending money to go to Canada walking. I did not walk much for some good customers came along and took me up.

Now I am in Canada again, and glad to visit my relatives, exceptionally so my old father which was sick and over a hundred years old and ready to die. I got a job to help to take care of him the rest of his days.

While I stayed there the Canadian emigration officer came after me for stealing into Canada this time, so I told him the U.S.A. refused to have me because I was a Canadian. I sent to Ottawa for my naturalization papers to prove that I was a Canadian, and after that I had not a bit of trouble and got my right back to Canada.

I got my wish fulfilled to see my beloved father live till he was a hundred and four years old. I often told him when he was in his seventy’s and eighty’s and ninety’s that I believed he would live till he got a hundred years old on account of his very faithfulness. For fifty years he was a good Church member, and he began to pay his tithing at once. He borrowed the first ten crowns to pay his first tithing with, and he kept paying his tithing till his death.

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