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Tuesday, June 16, 2026
Wednesday, April 29, 2026
1922 FOURTH GRADE ~~~MINA HASLER TEACHER
(the following is just as it is written on the back of the photograph)
Front Row L to R: 1. Afton Zabriskie 2.????3. Madsen, 4. Anderson, 5. Lovell, 6. Tidwell, 7. Jensen, 8. Seely, 9. Maiben, 10. Christensen, 11. Myberg, 12. Christensen, 13. Myberg, 14. Anderson, 15. Seely, 16. Boyden, 17. Gunderson, 18. Haylee Ivie, 19. Abraham Burton, 20. Douglas Gunderson, 21. Hugh Barton, 22. Rhoda Jorgensen, 23. Vivian Pritchett, 24. Katie Erickson, 25. Anna Olsen, 26. Romero, 27. Montell Winkler, 28. Margaret Thompson, 29. Vera Poulsen, 30. Traunturine, 31. Hazel Poulsen, 32. Draper, 33. Alpha Madsen, 34. Leora Draper, 35. Eula Seely, 36. MelbaAldrich, 37. Christal Rosenlof, 38. Joseph Larsen, 39. Raymond Naef, 40. Cyril Fowles, 41. Merril Zabriski, 42. Mina Hasler, 43. Anderson, 44. Lawrence Johansen, 45. Hicks, 46. Virgil Bramstead.
Thursday, February 12, 2026
Our friend, David R. Gunderson, has just published a book entitled “Erick and Caroline Gunderson’s Journey of Faith from Norway to Sanpete”. He has been assisted by a cousin, Betty Gunderson Woodbury. Both are contributors to our Mt. Pleasant Pioneer Blog. David has been working on this book for a long time. His research and personal knowledge of, not only the Gunderson family, but also of Mt. Pleasant history is extensive. Betty has been working on the family genealogy and collecting items of Utah family history all of her life.
With David’s permission we post January’s Pioneers of the Month: Erick and Caroline Gunderson, excerpts taken from the book.
In times of crisis, the fate of peoples and nations is often described as "hanging on a thread". In fact the fate of our Gunderson family did hang by the threads that held a big black button on the foul weather smock that Erick was wearing during a storm on the North Sea. During this storm, a huge wave crashed over his small fishing boat and washed him overboard. He was able to get back to his boat, and save his life (and that of our family), because this button caught on a line or a piece of netting that was trailing out from his boat and the button's threads held.
Erick brought this button with him when he came to Utah and my Uncles Doug, Shy, and Glen recalled of playing with it when they were children. It would be nice to have this button now but it has been lost. But it must have looked like the one shown here.
The families of both Erick and Caroline lived in Riser, Aust-Agder (East-Agder) Provence, Norway, which is a small fishing and resort village located about 125 miles south of Oslo. It borders the North sea and Oslofjord. Risor was known from Viking days for its strong ships and expert seamen. Like all Norse communities , it had a tradition of Viking raids on England, France and other parts of Europe. In the early 19th Century, Risor, though small, had become an important shipping center in Norway and roughly 100 sailing ships made it their home port. It was in this small community on August 27, 1830, that Erick Gunderson, a son of Gunder Ericksen and Annie Jensen, was born into the world.
At this time Norway was actually a part of Sweden, having been annexed in 1815 from Denmark at the close of the Napoleonic wars, after nearly 400 years of Danish rule. Opportunity for education above elementary school was not readily available to the people of Norway, unless they were a member of the clergy or of the aristocracy. The family had always been close-knit and must have had the means to allow the children to receive a little better than the average education and training. (At this time, Norway was still using patronymic names so Erick Gunderson’s father’s name was Gunder Ericksen) Not much is known about Erick’s growing up years, but he was a fisherman by trade and probably went to sea with every fishing expedition available to him in order to help meet the family’s needs.
The Aurora Borealis as seen from Norway. Erick and the other members of the family would have been familiar with these spactacular sights.
The family must have enjoyed all of the wonderful Norwegian festivals. They would have especially enjoyed the Yuletide celebration with rice pudding, and small prizes, and coins hidden in the Yule cake. They must also have looked forward to the Midsummer Festivals with all of its traditions as well.
In about 1851, when Erick was 20 or 21 years old, he went to Scotland (Glasgow) to learn the trade of shipbuilding. It is not known how long he apprenticed in Scotland, but it was probably for a period of about one year. Since English is the common language among the sailors of the North Sea, Erick must have had some command of the English language before he went to Scotland. While there, his English skills probably improved markedly. This must have aided him greatly when he came to America.
The first Mormon missionary to Norway was Elder Hans F. Petersen. He was brought to Norway by a Norwegian sea captain, Svend Larsen, of Osterrisor (Risor), who had become interested in the message of the church, while delivering a load of lumber at Aalborg, Denmark. Elder Petersen arrived on 11 September 1851 and with the help of Captain Larsen began to lay the foundation for the work on the next day. In Norway the missionaries received a mixed welcome. Some Norwegians readily accepted them and embraced the Gospel, while others tried to have them jailed or expelled.
It was to this situation that Erick returned to Norway from Scotland. Some members of his family had heeded and accepted the Gospel. Other family members were bitterly opposed. As a result, Erick withdrew from the family, decided to just ignore the Mormon problem and married his childhood sweetheart, Inger Elizabeth Evensen on 13 January 1853. Some of her family members had also accepted the missionary’s message and joined the new Church but she apparently remained indifferent.
Saddened by his lack of interest in this new religion, his younger sister, Torbor, pled with Erick and Inger to just listen to the Elders and then decide. Finally, they agreed. He and Inger soon accepted the message and were baptized on 23 April 1853. He was the 35th member and she the 36th member added to the Church rolls in Norway according to the records. His father, Gunder Ericksen; his mother, Anne Jensen; his sister, and other family members preceded them as members. His parents joined the Church 19 September 1852. The first baptisms in Norway were on 23 September 1851. (Note that Erick’s future wife, Caroline and her blind mother Maria became the 7th and 8th members of the church in Norway on 25 June 1852.)
Svend Larsen, the ship captain who brought the first missionaries to Norway was baptized 23 September 1851 in Aalborg, Denmark. He immigrated to Utah in 1854.
About one year after they joined the LDS Church, Erick and Inger were blessed with a beautiful baby girl who they named Anne Torine. She must have been a wonderful and welcome addition to their home.
Erick, along with other family members, heeded the call to gather to Zion. In mid-November 1854, Erick (age 24), Inger Elizabeth (23), their daughter, Anne Torine (nearly a year old), his father, Gunder (50), his mother, Anne (48), his sister, Torbor (18), his brother Jens (22), Jens’ wife Anne (22), Erick’s Uncle and Aunt Henrik (36) and Ingeborg (35) Erickson and their family, Erick Bertel (13), Torborg (10), John Andreas (5) and Ingeborg (6 months), departed their beloved Norway together. However, due to a problem with ships in Liverpool, Jens and his family had to cross the Atlantic on the next ship, the Charles Buck. Karen Dorthea, and her husband Niels Johannes Petersen probably stayed in Norway to settle up the estate and to care for their grandparents Erick and Torborg, who died in 1857 and 1858 respectively. The Petersons emigrated in 1863.
One cannot help but wonder how the family members felt as the familiar scene of the Risorflekken, the large white stone, that marks Risor harbor, faded into the distance for the last time, as they sailed out into the North Sea. This would be the last sight they would ever have of their beloved home town, Risor.
The first leg of this trip was from Norway to England. This passage was carried out on a 132-ton Danish paddlewheel steamship called the Cimbria. This voyage has been clearly described in the book “Saints on the Sea”. “There is no other body of water quite like the North Sea. It is often unpredictable, violent and treacherous - - and particularly so during the winter monts. Of all the North Sea passages made by Mormon emigrants, probably none was as terrifying as that of the small Danish steamer Cimbria. It left Copenhagen on 24 November 1854. Some 300 Scandinavian Saints were crowded on board when the 132-ton paddle-wheeler sailed out of the harbor. Although the sea was very rough, the Cimbria reached Fredrikshavn on the east coast of Jutland the following morning. There 149 additional emigrants from Aalborg and Vendsyssel joined the company, further crowding the 160-foot ship. (Our Gunderson family members probably crossed to Denmark to join this company of emigrants at Fredrikshaven.)
On 26 November the steamer resumed her voyage and the weather was fair until the next afternoon. Then a strong wind came up, and its rising fury forced the captain to seek haven in the nearest Norwegian port. He put into Mandal (formerly known as Vesterrisor), an excellent harbor sheltered by high and steep granite cliffs. Here the Norwegians offered the Saints accommodations on shore for several days until the wind diminished. The elders preached to some of the villagers, and several were later converted.
On 7 December the Cimbria once again put to sea, but the improved weather soon changed for the worse. Before the end of the day a violent storm struck. The waves became mountainous, and the wind shrieked through the rigging. Tons of water crashed over the bow, shattering the bulwarks and some boxes on deck. The captain once more sought safety in Mandal’s harbor, but the strong currents and winds made it too dangerous to head toward Norway. The vessel returned to Fredrikshavn, where she anchored on the ninth. During this storm the emigrants huddled below decks, suffering from the cold, the pitching of the ship, and seasickness. Once on shore again, a few of the less hardy refused to travel farther, but most of the Saints recovered their courage and even held public meetings.
It was not until 20 December that the captain felt the weather would permit setting out again for England. For a day the sea was favorable, but the following night the storm returned with the appalling savagery of a mindless beast. Great masses of water threatened to capsize the little steamer, and the twisting troughs between waves seemed designed to break her back. For hours the Cimbria battled the ferocity of the winds and the high seas, while the miserable passengers were too cold and sick and too busy holding on to their bunks, tables, or anything secure to think of much else but prayer and survival. The vessel, shuddering and quivering with each wave, tried to turn back for a third time. Then, in the afternoon of the twenty second, the wind veered to the north. The captain changed course and continued on to Hull. On 24 December the battered steamer with her exhausted crew and thankful passengers anchored in the River Humber. The following day-Christmas-the Scandinavian Saints traveled by rail from Hull to Liverpool, where most boarded the Yankee square rigger James Nesmith bound for New Orleans.”
The Cimbria passengers arrived a day or two too late for the ship they had been scheduled to use, and the Church Immigration Agency hurriedly located the ship James Nesmith. It was quickly equipped for passengers and on 7 January 1855, with 440 Scandinavian Saints, and one English Saint, it sailed for America. (The ship being too small for the whole company, 24 people were left to come later. Jens and his family were probably among these.) The company leader of the Saints on board both the Cimbria and the James Nesmith was Peter O. Hansen, a returning missionary. The voyage began with the ship being towed out of the Liverpool harbor down the river Mersey, past the light house and into the open sea where the sails were unfurled and a course was set for the new world.
During the winter, the prevailing winds in the North Atlantic are westerlies, and emigrant ships had to tack (sail into the wind) for most of their crossings. This results in a fairly rough and long voyage. However, crossing the Atlantic in the winter made it possible to cross the plains in the summer and this was crucial.
Many of the Mormon emigrant ships had wonderful choirs which performed during the dedication and prayer for safe journey services which were always held at the outset of each emigration voyage. One of the great gathering hymns, “Ye Elders of Israel” with its inspiring message, “O Babylon O Babylon we bid thee farewell, we’re going to the mountains of Ephraim to dwell” was one of the favorites. Both the emigrants and many of the ships officers and seamen took courage from these dedication ceremonies and the continued prayers for safe voyage. Over the 30 years of emigration by sail only one vessel, in 176 was lost.
After a 47 day passage, the James Nesmith arrived in New Orleans on 23 February 1855. The passenger list that was presented to the New Orleans Customs Office shows that the family had all arrived safely, except for Anne Torine who had died on 20 January.
The 1850s travel on the rivers was fraught with many dangers. Among these were diseases, especially cholera, exploitation by unscrupulous gamblers and boat personnel, running aground or being caught on a snag, sinking, falling overboard and being ignored, thievery, etc. However, until 1856, when the railheads were extended to Iowa, it was the best means of transportation available. The Charles Buck, on which Erick’s brother, Jens traveled, was the last Mormon emigrant ship to land at New Orleans. It departed from Liverpool on 17 January and arrived at New Orleans on March 14, 1855, after a 53 day passage.
Within a day or two after their arrival the Gunderson/Ericksen family began their voyage up river. Two steamboats, the Moses Greenwood and the Oceana, carried James Nesmith travelers to St. Louis, where they arrived March 7. Those who could not immediately afford passage to Salt Lake City took the steamboat Polar Star to Weston, where they sought employment.
On March 12, 1855, about 175 of the Mormon emigrants from the ship James Nesmith resumed their passage from St. Louis to Atchison, Kansas aboard the steamboat Clara. It was a trip bedeviled by delay and disease. At Leavenworth low water compelled the steamer to lay up for a time during which another Mormon company arrived. There twenty Saints died of cholera and on the way to Atchison nine more deaths were recorded. This 351 ton sidewheeler was skippered and partly owned by Joshua Cheever. A year later the Clara was sunk by ice at St. Louis.
On 25 March 1855 while the family was at Ft. Leavenworth, Kansas, Erick’s younger sister Tobor Kristine (18) married Simon Fredrick Halversen (26) from Brekke Osnoy Ostfold, Norway.
Erick’s parents, and his Aunt and Uncle, Henrik and Ingeborg Ericksen, and the rest of their family members that came on the James Nesmith, reached Mormon Grove at Atchison, Kansas in early June. There they began preparations to cross the plains and with the exception of Erick and his family, they continued west with the Secrist-Guyman Wagon Company which left from Mormon Grove on 13 June and entered the Salt Lake Valley on 7 September 1855 after a 57 day crossing. They settled in Spanish Fork and prepared for the arrival of the rest of the family.
Erick remained in Mormon Grove at Atchison, Kansas until 1856. Family records say that Inger, who was pregnant, contracted cholera. The baby, a boy who they called Earl Even, was born on 25 October and soon passed away. Inger died two days later and they were both buried at Mormon Grove. The rest of the family had left in June and it was too late for Erick to find and join a company and follow his family to Utah in 1855, so he worked to prepare to go on to Utah during the next immigration season. In 1856 he arrived in Utah during the week of the 16th of September 1856, after an 81-88 day crossing and joined the family in Spanish Fork.
A Wife for Erick Comes from Norway
Erick left Norway in late 1854 with his parents, his sisters, a brother-in-law and a small child and other family members. In 1857, two years later he was a single widower in Utah probably living with his parents. How lonely he must have been. However, things were about to get better.
As the Gundersons and other families, one by one left Risor to go to Zion, another member of the Risor Branch of the Church, Caroline Johnson, longed to go to Zion also, but she just couldn’t leave her widowed and blind mother alone in Norway. Recognizing the strong desire of her daughter to join the Saints in Zion, Maria encouraged her to go. However, Caroline always replied that she could never leave her mother alone in Norway. Finally, Maria said, “If you won’t go without me, I will have to go with you.” When Caroline asked how they could do that her mother said that “they would just face the problems, one at a time. “ In the spring of 1857, they did just that.
Maria (age 54) and Caroline (age 22) departed Norway on Saturday, 11 April 1857, with a group of saints from Christiania (Oslo), Norway and sailed to Copenhagen aboard the Norwegian steamship Viken. In a calm sea, the vessel arrived at the Danish port the following day. After a five-day delay this company-about 540 emigrants under the direction of Hector C. Haight, President of the Scandinavian Mission, boarded the Danish screw steamer L.N. Hvidt and traveled to Grimsby (just south of Hull). From that English port they traveled by train to Liverpool. Soon after they arrived in Liverpool, they boarded the ship Westmoreland.
The Westmoreland left Liverpool on Saturday, 25 April 1857 and arrived at Philiadelphia, Pa on Pentecost Sunday, Sunday, 31 May 1857 after a 36 day passage. The emigrants then boarded the train to go to the trail head in Iowa City, passing through Baltimore and Wheeling along the way.
At Iowa City, they joined the Seventh Handcart or Christian Christiansen Handcart Company which departed on 12 June and, traveling over the Mormon Trail, arrived in the Valley on Sunday, 13 Sep 1857.
One of the other passengers on the Westmoreland was C.C.A. Christensen who was a convert to the LDS faith in Denmark and had served a mission in both Denmark and Norway. Before his mission, he had studied painting and illustration in Copenhagen for several years. It is interesting to note that he lived for a time in Mt. Pleasant and took an active roll in the early developments of that community.
The Arrival of the Christiansen Handcart Company in the Sale Lake Valley
“Along the way lay the skeletons of worn out oxen, but these heroes and heroines endured …With their lips half eaten up by saleratus dust, and clothed in rags, with almost bottomless shoes on their feet, yet they greeted with songs of delight the rising sun which let them see Salt Lake City for the first time.”
“What changes have taken place since that time in less than one week our emigrants are now brought here from the Atlantic coast, where they disembark after a few days pleasant ocean voyage by steamship, while we in those days were tumbled about by sailing ships for several weeks , uncertain of the time when we could expect to see the promised land. And then the journey by land over the great, empty plains and high mountains on foot, poorly supplied with food and clothing- in short, subjected to almost every deprivation that people could bear and endure, and that for all of thirteen weeks.” (taken from Nebraska History p. 344 “By Handcart to Utah, the Account of C.C.A Christensen, translated by Richard L. Jensen)
Caroline and Erick Meet, for the second Time, and Start Life Together
On his arrival in Utah on 16 September 1856, Erick joined his parents in Spanish Fork and began to work to further establish the family in Utah. He probably worked as a carpenter and also at farming, but nothing else is known about this first year in Utah, except that we guess he was very lonely.
Caroline and her mother arrived in Utah on 13 September 1857, about one year after Erick’s arrival. As noted, they had traveled in the Christiansen Handcart Company which crossed the plains together with the Cowley Ox Cart Company in which Erick’s brother Jens Gunderson traveled. While crossing the plains, Jens and his family surely would have become acquainted with their Norwegian friends. Caroline and her mother, Maria that they had probably known for many years, maybe even from childhood, and associated with the Osterrisor Branch of the LDS Church in Norway.
Since they were friends from “home” and had crossed the plains together, it would only be natural for Jens and his family to invite Caroline and her mother to join them in Spanish Fork. Communication between family members in Utah and family members in the Midwest may have been difficult in those days, but some information must have been exchanged, if only by word of mouth. In any case it is likely that Jens knew or was able to find out where the rest of the Gunderson family was located.
How happy the Gundersons in Spanish Fork must have been to have Jens and his family safely in Utah, and to greet friends from “home”, and to get all the latest news about their friends and family back in Norway. They all must have had a wonderful reunion.
Quickly, Caroline and Erick became interested in each other and on Monday, 12 October 1857, only about four weeks after Caroline’s arrival; they were married (sealed) by none other than President Brigham Young in the President’s Office in Salt Lake City at 12:30 p.m. They were late endowed in the Salt Lake Endowment House on 22 November 1861 with B. Young, W. Woodruff, and S.L. Sprague officiating.
Imagine finding a partner from “home” in far off Utah. One that spoke your native tongue, and who remembered the Risorflekken, the midsummer festivals, the picturesque Risor Harbor, the beautiful church by the sea. One who loved all the special Norwegian foods and songs, one who knew all the old friends from “home”, and one who remembered all the other special things that you remembered from your past. Then you will know how blessed Erick and Caroline must have felt to have found each other.
On 6 September 1858, Erick and Caroline had a daughter who they named Lurine Elizabeth Gunderson. She was born in Spanish Fork and died on 28 December 1861 in Mt. Pleasant.
Erick and Caroline Gunderson Relocate to Mt. Pleasant
Considering many factors, we believe that Erick came to Mt. Pleasant in the spring of 1859. It is likely that Caroline came a bit later after the birth of her second daughter, Maria Elizabeth, which occurred on 17 Feb 1860. Therefore, Erick would have been in Mt. Pleasant to assist in building the first and second forts, to divide up the land, and to clear it for planting. They would also have participated in the defenses mounted during the Black Hawk War, probably joined the United Order and played a major role in the erection of the first Mormon Church in Mt. Pleasant. They would have participated in the building of the first plants and mills and obtaining new farm equipment.
Being a carpenter by trade, his services were greatly in demand as he helped build many of the early and later homes, churches and school houses in Central Utah. He worked on every temple that was erected in Utah during his lifetime as well as the Salt Lake Tabernacle, and for the most part, he volunteered his services.
Monday, January 19, 2026
Saturday, December 13, 2025
GUNDERSON PHOTOS ~~~ (From our archives)
Betty found three new pictures of Erick and Caroline's Family
The two small ones are of 'Uncle Henry', and Gunner Anthne (Betty's Grandfather). in their childhood. Both sons of Erick and Caroline. I thought you may like to see them..
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Gunner Anthon as a young man
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Sunday, November 23, 2025
HAMILTON ELEMENTARY 4th Grade ~~~ Mina Hasler Teacher,
Front Row L to R: 1. Afton Zabriskie 2.????3. Madsen, 4. Anderson, 5. Lovell, 6. Tidwell, 7. Jensen, 8. Seely, 9. Maiben, 10. Christensen, 11. Myberg, 12. Christensen, 13. Myberg, 14. Anderson, 15. Seely, 16. Boyden, 17. Gunderson, 18. Haylee Ivie, 19. Abraham Burton, 20. Douglas Gunderson, 21. Hugh Barton, 22. Rhoda Jorgensen, 23. Vivian Pritchett, 24. Katie Erickson, 25. Anna Olsen, 26. Romero, 27. Montell Winkler, 28. Margaret Thompson, 29. Vera Poulsen, 30. Trauntvine, 31. Hazel Poulsen, 32. Draper, 33. Alpha Madsen, 34. Leora Draper, 35. Eula Seely, 36. MelbaAldrich, 37. Christal Rosenlof, 38. Joseph Larsen, 39. Raymond Naef, 40. Cyril Fowles, 41. Merril Zabriski, 42. Mina Hasler, 43. Anderson, 44. Lawrence Johansen, 45. Hicks, 46. Virgil Bramstead.
Saturday, October 25, 2025
THE GREAT SALT LAKE MERIDIAN (From ourarchives)
With permission of David R. Gunderson, we include the following book to our blog. I will do a few increments at a time, as I have done with the Andrew Madsen and James Monsen histories. I will also paste the pages over to David's own blog page: http://davidrgunderson.blogspot.com/
This book will be of interest to not only the Gunderson Family but also to the Brotherson, Ericksen, Peel, Madsen, Larsen and more.
Thursday, October 9, 2025
Monday, September 8, 2025
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Sunday, August 31, 2025
Saturday, July 5, 2025
Thursday, June 12, 2025
Friday, June 6, 2025
Thursday, June 5, 2025
Wednesday, January 15, 2025
IMMIGRATION EXPERIENCES (Taken from History of Mt. Pleasant by Hilda Madsen Longsdorf)
Among those who came with the ill-fated Martin and Willie handcart companies, and later pioneered Mount Pleasant were John Oldham, Sarah Hotgkinson, Joseph Burton (Reynolds), Mrs. Eliza Cusworth Burton (Staker), Martha Burton (Reynolds), Andrew Madsen (Harbro) and his sisters, Mrs Hannah Madsen (Aldrich), Mrs. Maria Madsen (Ericksen), Mrs, Christina Madsen (Harbro), and their mother Ane Jensen Madsen, Mrs. Ellen Jackson and son John Carter, (Willie's Company)
Among those who came with the William Hodgett'd Company were: Mrs. Bodel Madsen (fifty), her son, Larsen Christian (eight), Wilhelmina Kraus (eight), Lars Jorgensen (forty one), his wife Karen Jorgensen (thirty), their daughter Karen Jorgensen (three); although the name is not listed just the same, it is claimed that Lars Jorgensen and his wife were the same people who were killed by Indians in Salt Creek Canyon, in 1858.
In Hunt's Company came Lars Peter Fredericksen, Adolph Fredericksen, Karen Petersen Fredericksen.
Friday, December 6, 2024
Hamilton Fourth Grade ~~~ Mina Hasler Teacher
(the following is just as it is written on the back of the photograph)
Front Row L to R: 1. Afton Zabriskie 2.????3. Madsen, 4. Anderson, 5. Lovell, 6. Tidwell, 7. Jensen, 8. Seely, 9. Maiben, 10. Christensen, 11. Myberg, 12. Christensen, 13. Myberg, 14. Anderson, 15. Seely, 16. Boyden, 17. Gunderson, 18. Haylee Ivie, 19. Abraham Burton, 20. Douglas Gunderson, 21. Hugh Barton, 22. Rhoda Jorgensen, 23. Vivian Pritchett, 24. Katie Erickson, 25. Anna Olsen, 26. Romero, 27. Montell Winkler, 28. Margaret Thompson, 29. Vera Poulsen, 30. Traunturine, 31. Hazel Poulsen, 32. Draper, 33. Alpha Madsen, 34. Leora Draper, 35. Eula Seely, 36. MelbaAldrich, 37. Christal Rosenlof, 38. Joseph Larsen, 39. Raymond Naef, 40. Cyril Fowles, 41. Merril Zabriski, 42. Mina Hasler, 43. Anderson, 44. Lawrence Johansen, 45. Hicks, 46. Virgil Bramstead.
Monday, October 14, 2024
Introduction to Our Trees~~~ by Leoan Gunderson, David Gunderson,
Introduction to Our Trees
One fall, when my Mom got her copy of a little magazine called "Saga of the Sanpitch", She decided to write her memories of the trees that had grown along the south side of their yard or lot, as they used to say, during her childhood. “Saga” contained stories of life in Sanpete Co. Utah from pioneer days forward and Mom had plans to submit her little article to "Saga" for publication but just didn't get around to it. I recently found a copy of it and I decided to get it into electronic format so that all could have a copy.
I made a few editorial changes, added some explanatory notes, found the words of the two childhood songs she referred to on the internet, and added them in an appendix. I also found the music for the song “Come Little Leaves” on the internet and I added a hyperlink to the website which contains the music so that you can hear it. I hope that you enjoy “Out Trees”.
Some have asked if I have submitted “Our Trees” to “Saga”. I would have done so, but Saga is no longer being published. I think that the demise of Saga is a great loss.
~David Gunderson~
Cottonwood Trees
Our Trees
By Leoan Gunderson
1910 - 1998
Fall Circa 1986
It’s October again, when the fall season comes upon us, with its beautiful trees all dressed up in their finest clothing of gold, red, green, and brown and sometimes even a bit of purple shows up as a background for the beautiful fall scene, When I see it again each fall, I always think of the trees we had at our home when I was a child.
I guess the real thing that is spurring me along to write my feelings today is the little song that I learned as a young student at the Hamilton School in Mt. Pleasant, Utah. The words to the song went something like this …..
Come o’er the meadows with me to play.
Put on your bonnets of red and gold,
For the summer is gone and the days grow cold.
Or perhaps it was the song that goes…
October gave a party.
The leaves by the thousands came.
Oh I do wish I could remember the rest of these beautiful little songs . But today, my memories of them have inspired me to write of the trees that grew along our sidewalk in Mt. Pleasant.
on the south side or our lot, which was one half of
a city block long,
on 3rd North going west from State Street.
I do believe that our trees were pretty during each of their phases of live most all year long. In the spring they were adorned in that striking and welcome color of spring green. It was a delicate green and so easy to enjoy.
Of course, most everything does have one or two little distasteful things about them which we all have to endure. Our trees were cottonwood trees and each spring after the pretty new green leaves appeared they had a habit of bearing cotton. The cotton would catch a little breeze that was passing by and soon would be flying everywhere. Here I must add that at this point in the life of our Cottonwood trees, they became a real problem to my Mother and to my sister Evelyn. They both suffered from hay fever. I remember how they both wore silk masks over their noses to strain out the cotton. But this would pass – until the next cotton season arrived.
[1] See the Appendix for the word to both of these songs
Then came the summer, and our cottonwoods would stretch their strong leaf covered arms out to form an arch over our sidewalk so that we might walk up and down our sidewalk in comfort, protected from the strong glare of a very penetrating sun. Oh yes, I did enjoy this phase in the life of our trees.
But, as one season follows another, soon it would be fall again and our cottonwoods would supply me with another thrill in my young life. Our trees would begin to turn that beautiful golden color that only cottonwood trees do and I would imagine how rich I was with all of that “Gold that did grow on our trees”. One could not believe all of the wonderful imaginary things that I purchased with that easy to acquire gold from our trees.
Of course this beauty came and then gave way to the next phase in the life of our trees. This is when the wind came and sang the little song to the leaves –
And the leaves fell but they didn’t all go with the wind. Those that stayed on our sidewalk and in our yard became a shear delight to me, my sister Evelyn, and her friend Helen Jones. Oh we made the most beautiful houses one could ever imagine from those mounds of leaves. I doubt that any contractor could ever build or create for us a more beautiful house than the ones we fashioned for our selves with our imaginations from these leaves.
We had many rooms – they were really mansions, believe me. We had bedrooms, bathrooms, kitchens, dining rooms, and of course, what else but a lovely parlor. And people that were allowed to go into the parlor had to be pretty special. We had furniture also, and it had more beauty than anyone else’s. It’s too bad that we were the only ones that could see all of this beauty.
I am so truly glad that I had a childhood full of fantasy and imagination. I am so glad that I was allowed to create, arrange, and imagine rather than to have everything created for me. As you can see, we were never bored, and no one had to do our planning for us.
But, our trees were not through yet. One day, depending on the weather and usually a short time before Halloween, Mother would tell us, “Tonight after school you can begin to gather the leaves together and soon we will have our big bonfire.”
Of course when the fire was out or nearly out, the apples and potatoes would be blackened or burned from the fire and smoke but would only be half done. But how could an apple or potato ever taste so good. Each boy or girl would bring their own salt shaker to shake salt on their potato each time they took another bite. The apples usually didn’t need salt.
This was truly the beautiful life of our cottonwood trees.
Appendix
The Children’s Autumn Songs
That Leoan Remembered
Come, Little Leaves
by George Cooper,
Come, little leaves, Said the wind one day;
Come down to the meadows With me and play.
Put on your dresses Of red and gold;
For summer is past, And the days grow cold.
Soon as the leaves, Heard the wind's loud call,
Down they came fluttering, One and all.
Over the meadows, They danced and flew,
All singing the soft, Little songs they knew.
Dancing and flying, The leaves went along,
Till Winter called them, To end their sweet song.
Soon, fast asleep, In their earthy beds,
The snow lay a coverlet, O'er their heads.
October’s Party
by George Cooper
October gave a party; The leaves by hundreds came.
The Chestnuts, Oaks and Maples, And leaves of every name.
The Sunshine spread a carpet, And everything was grand,
Miss Weather led the dancing, Professor Wind the band.
The Chestnuts came in yellow, The Oaks in crimson dressed;
The lovely Misses Maple In scarlet looked their best.
All balanced to their partners, And gaily fluttered by;
The sight was like a rainbow, New fallen from the sky.
To hear the music to Come, Little Leaves, do a CTRL+CLICK on: http://www.niehs.nih.gov/kids/lyrics/comelittleleaves.htm
Friday, October 11, 2024
Thursday, August 15, 2024
MARIA ELIZABETH HENDRICKSON JOHNSON ~~~ (FROM OUR ARCHVES)
With the permission of David R. Gunderson.
Maria Elizabeth was born on 21 September 1802, in Rasvåg, on the island of Hidra in Norway, to Hendrick Pettersen of Pomerania, Germany and Rachel Cecelia Rasmussen of Rasvåg. Her parents were both born in about 1774 in Rasvåg and were married on 13 Nov 1801. By 1807, the family had moved (probably by ship) to Risør, Norway where she grew up. Her siblings; Rasmuss, Hendriette, and Catharina were born on 26 Feb 1807, 4 Oct 1809, and 19 Dec 1811 respectively. Nothing further is known about her siblings. On 18 Dec 1827, Maria Elizabeth married Lars Johnson who was born in about 1802 in Risør. They had 3 children: Johan, Ole, Caroline Cecilia (our ancestor),
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| Caroline Cecilia Gunderson Daughter of Maria Elizabeth |
and born: 14 Mar 1828, 9 Dec 1830, and 3 June 1834 respectively. Nothing further is known about Johan or Ole.
Maria Elizabeth must have been a normal Norwegian housewife and mother living in a small fishing village. She is reported to have been a very good seamstress making excellent clothing for her family and others. She taught this skill to her daughter who also became a skilled seamstress. At some point, she became a widow and also lost her eyesight, although she may not have been totally blind.
In September 1851 the first Mormon Missionaries came to Risør, Norway, Maria Elizabeth and her daughter Caroline Cecilia became the 7th and 8th members respectively. They were both baptized and confirmed on 25 June 1852. J. A. Ahmanson baptized both of them and also confirmed Maria Elizabeth. Caroline was confirmed by H.P. Jensen.
As the Gundersons and other families, one-by-one, left Risør to go to Zion, Caroline also longed to go to Zion, but she just couldn’t leave her blind and widowed mother alone in Norway, Recognizing the strong desire of her daughter to join the Saints in Zion, Maria Elizabeth encouraged her to go also. However, Caroline always replied that she could never leave her mother alone in Norway. Finally, Maria said, “If you won’t go without me, I will have to go with you” When Caroline asked how they could do this, her mother said that “they would just face the problems, one-at-a-time.” In the spring of 1857 they did just that. Maria Elizabeth (age 54) and Caroline (age 22) departed from Norway on Saturday, 11 Apr 1857, with a group of Saints from Christiania (Oslo), Norway and sailed to Copenhagen aboard the Norwegian steamship Viken.
In a calm sea, the vessel arrived at the Danish port the following day. After a five-day delay this company, about 540 emigrants under the direction of Hector C. Haight, president of the Scandinavian Mission, boarded the Danish screw steamer L. N. Hvidt and traveled to Grimsby (just south of Hull). From that English, port they traveled by train to Liverpool. Soon after they arrived in Liverpool, they boarded the Ship Westmoreland. The Westmoreland sailed from Liverpool on Saturday, 25 April 1857 and arrived at Philadelphia Pa. on Pentecost, Sunday 31 May 1857 after a 36-day passage.
The emigrants then boarded the train to go to the trailhead in Iowa City passing through Baltimore and Wheeling along the way. About 330 of the 544 emigrants on the Westmoreland were also planning to cross the plains by handcart, so Caroline and her Mother had much in common with their fellow passengers. At Iowa City, they joined the 7th or Christian Christiansen Handcart Co. which departed on 12 June. The leader of the saints onboard the Westmoreland was Matthias Cowley and Orson Pratt was the travel agent for the Saints leaving Liverpool at that time. The fare on the ship for each passenger was £5.5.0. Rail fare was $12.50 each, with another $15 per person for the handcart. Another source of this information reports that the total for sail, rail, and trail in dollars was $ 86 dollars per person.
Caroline and her mother were of modest means and they were able to deposit only 1 £ each. They must have received private help because help from the PEF (Perpetual Emigration Fund) was not available in 1857.
Since the handcarts were small and had to be shared by several people, the weight and bulk of the luggage were severely limited. Many had to leave books and other cherished positions at the trailhead. C. C. A. Christensen, who also came in the 7th Handcart Co., recalled that “One of the people we had was a blind sister from Norway, who was about sixty years old (actually 54 years old), and she walked the whole way. But she was always cheerful, and as she pushed the handcart her young daughter was helping to pull we could often hear her merry laughter when she unexpectedly found herself wading through one or another of the many streams of water which were found along our way. "Now, Mother, we are bout to cross some water,"we could hear her daughter warning her, “Is it deep?" or "How deep is it?" we heard the reply from the blind woman; and when the explanation was satisfactory, she walked cheerfully out into the water.” Family tradition recalls that Maria followed along holding the back of the handcart to feel or sense the road conditions ahead, and to brace herself if she stumbled, and to lend a hand by helping to push the cart. “For some must push and some must pull”.
As everyone else did, Maria Elizabeth walked every step of the way across the plains to Zion, solving the problems one-at-a-time as she had predicted. They passed large herds of wild buffalo, Indian villages, and forded many streams. But they had some fun times as well.
Dances and Hard Times Parties were held. One night, an old Danish pioneer, who had lost his sense of smell, proudly brought a small black and white animal into camp that he had managed to kill with his cane. He had planned to use it for food. It took a few days before he was welcomed back into polite company.
The 7th Handcart Co. arrived in Salt Lake on 13 September 1857 (after a 65-day crossing). It was probably no coincidence that Maria Elizabeth and Caroline had traveled in the Christiansen Handcart Company since it had crossed the plains together with the Cowley Ox Cart Company. Erick Gunderson’s younger brother, Jens Gunderson, and his family were members of the Cowley Ox Cart Company. They had also been members of the Risør Branch of the Church in Norway and had probably been friends of Maria Elizabeth and Caroline since their childhood, Since they were friends from “home” and had crossed the plains together, it would only be natural for Jens and his family to invited Maria Elizabeth and Caroline to join them in Spanish Fork where the Gunderson family had settled. Erick Gunderson, who had lost his first wife in 1855 at Mormon Grove, Iowa had arrived in Utah in Sep 1856, was living with his parents. Erick and Caroline quickly became interested in each other and on Monday, 12 October 1857, about four weeks after Caroline’s arrival; they were married by none other than Brigham Young himself in the President’s Office in Salt Lake City at 12:30 PM.
Maria Elizabeth made her home with Caroline and Erick for the rest of her life, first in Spanish Fork and later in Mt. Pleasant. She assisted Caroline in the delivery of all 11 of her children and also helped Caroline through the loss of all three of her daughters and one of her sons. Maria Elizabeth remained as positive and cheerful as she had been while immigrating to Zion and helped Caroline and the family to the best of her ability throughout her life. She was loved by all. She was truly one of the great pioneer women of Utah immigration.
Maria Elizabeth Johnson died: 30 April 1890, in Mt. Pleasant, Utah in the 88th year of her life. She made great sacrifices so that we could live in the United States and enjoy religious liberty She is truly an inspiration to us all. It is an honor and a responsibility to be one of her Descendents. A New Tomb Stone For Maria Elizabeth Johnson In 2007, it was discovered that the grave marker of Maria Elizabeth Hendrickson Johnson, which was installed in the 1890s, had deteriorated to the point that the inscription could no longer be read. It was decided that a new marker was needed. When asked, family members were enthusiastic and readily gave funds for the project. They also helped to finalize the new inscription. All agreed that pictures a sailing ship and a handcart would remind us all of the courage Grandma Johnson exhibited in immigrating to Utah. A Picture of the old Stone taken in 1995, more than a century after Maria’s death and one of the New Stone: installed in May of 2008. On 26 May 2008, The family met to dedicate the new stone.
Contrary to the predictions, the day of the dedication started with rain then went to intermittent rain, hail, snow, and wind, with an occasional sunshine break. Some suggested that we were having a reenactment of Martin’s cove experience. Others said that it was just to let us know what the pioneers had to go through. We were too late to get a reservation for one of the two pavilions in the Mt. Pleasant Park. On the morning of the 26th, I called a friend in Mt. Pleasant to check on the weather since we had been too late to reserve a pavilion. He immediately said, “Take our reservation; we had to cancel our activity. I’ll go right down and post our reservation receipt so no one will take the pavilion before you get there.” What a blessing that turned out to be! Front View of the New Stone & Inscription When we arrived, at least 50 family members had assembled at the gravesite and the sun was shining. However, there was a huge black storm cloud rapidly approaching from the south. So I quickly asked Roger P. Monson, a descendent of Erick Gunderson Jr. to give the dedicatory prayer. (He offered a beautiful and spiritual prayer) He finished just as the bad weather arrived and we all quickly went to the pavilion for the program and the Potluck luncheon. There were representatives from the families of all the sons of Erick & Caroline except for Lars, Carl, and Jens. We all had a grand time visiting and meeting with our new friends and cousins. Just as the Luncheon and the program ended, the wind started to blow, making it hard to properly clean up the Pavilion, but we did the best we could. It was a great day. We even had Potato Starch Cake, an old Gunderson family favorite Roger Monson presented a beautifully bound keepsake booklet to the members of the family detailing the program and activities of the day, as listed below, plus eleven pages of color pictures and maps of the Gunderson family home towns of Southern Norway.
Betty G. & Walt Woodbury also handed out sheets giving the names of the parents, children, and grandchildren of Erick & Caroline Gunderson.
The layout of the Mt. Pleasant Cemetery Showing the Gravesites of Many Family Members
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