John Benjamin was born in England in 1823. In 1849, at the age of 26, he immigrated to America with the goal of seeking opportunities in the new world and improving the life of his family. During his immigration and eventual settlement in Hutchinson, Minnesota, John saved many personal letters that were written by and to him. These letters, the subject of this web site, bring to life his immigration and the life of others during this courageous adventure. The most recent letters posted on this sight are on this front page. To see all the earlier letters, keep pressing the “Older Posts” button on the bottom of this page. The earliest letter recorded here is June 20, 1849. The letters…………









Feb. 28, 1861 Richard Wait to Elizabeth Benjamin

Lawrence, Kansas  Feb. 28, 1861
Mrs. Elizabeth Benjamin,
Words are inadequate to express the melancholy sadness I feel in the reluctant duty which devolves upon me of communicating to you the intelligence of the irreparable loss we have sustained in the departure hence of my more than good and dutiful wife, your loving friend.
Mary sickened about the 10th of last Dec. with what was supposed to be, and undoubtedly was, neuralgic rheumatism, ice her neck, back sides and loins, and from time to time, in times vacillating, and changing from place to place, with more or less intensity of fever, pain, and uneasiness.   Added to these ills was a callous affection of the right breast, which, however, was not painful, nor did it at all trouble her except in mind.  She had knowledge by intimation that in the course of a brief space of time it would most undoubtedly develop itself and result in cancerous ___.   Of this I seemed well persuaded as Dr. Husan had positively assured me that such would be the fact.   I proposed to her and took her direction and wish that as soon as the rheumatism had sufficiently subsided, to enable her to undertake the journey I would convey her to her sister’s residence In Dedham, for there she said, to “Ann’s quiet house” it was she wished to go.  She well knew I could command means and was most religiously disposed to provide and contribute to her every want and comfort without stint and without trouble to anyone who was not most fully compensated.  This was a source of her great satisfaction.  On the 10th of Jan. she took to her bed .  This course I insisted upon.   Mary, now as always precocious, was averse to my calling a physician, but my ___ overruled her objection, and one was sent for who decided that we were right in our views that she was laboring under neuralgic rheumatism, with the breast most fully disposed ere long to cancerous disease.  This last development proceeded from a scrofulous predisposition which, for the space of fifty years and six months,  had lain dormant in her system and now at the turn of life, had, with other complicated elements of disease, come up to war against her constitution, which was too feeble to withstand so severe an assault, and finally terminated with the setting sun, her consistent life, on the 23rd of the present month, in the most peaceful death I ever witnessed or heard of , departing without the slightest perceptible ruffle of countenance or distortion of the physical frame. 
Mary, after taking to her bed, seemed to be apprehensive that her illness would beg of some continuance and severity and her final recovery doubtful, and in my conversation with her she said, “I am willing to live , I am resigned to die, either at the pleasure of my maker, his will and not mine to be done”, and continued saying “if I die it will be in peace with all the world and especially in peace and love toward you.  Give my love to my sister Ann, my brother John Washington, Mary, Mrs. Wells, Laura, Charlotte, Mrs. Benjamin, and the Bradshaws. ”
The Rev. Mr. Reynolds, our pastor, visited her several times during her sickness, in all of which interviews she exhibited her faith and trust in Jesus her Savior.  The Rev. Mr. Brown on approaching her bedside with Mr. Reynolds this interrogated her,  “Mrs. Wait, let me ask you if you feel the comfort and consolation implied in these words”, “though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for thou art with me, thy rod and thy staff, they comfort me”.    She replied, “yes I do”.  In the silent watch of a night or two before she died she was heard to say , “Lord go with me”, and immediately after, “forgive all my sins”.
Before Mary’s illness we had rented and moved into a very comfortable and convenient house, which was very prettily furnished with the articles of furniture I brought from Boston.  Added thereto were sundry other articles, which I had from time to time purchased in Lawrence.  The parlor was as neatly furnished as any other in the city, and Mary was daily gaining attention and respect.
Mrs. Bullins, Mrs. Hutchinson , Mrs. Spaulding, and Mrs. Oldham, four of the most prominent ladies in Lawrence were in her sickness, unremitting in their attentions to her, supplying every needful nicety.  These ladies consulted with me with regard to the manner in which I desired to have her shrouded, and white ___ was selected, with full pleated bosom, high up in the neck, adorned with white satin trimming.  She had in her trunk a very delicate pair of dark green kid slippers, which I directed to be and were used. Her hair was very neatly arranged without ___.  The coffin was of black walnut, neatly trimmed outwardly with three pairs of massive silver plated handles , and inwardly with white silk and muslin.  The pall bearers were the Mayor, Judge Swith, Mr. Morrow, President of the Lawrence Bank, Mr. Blacklidge, Clerk of the US District Court, Mr. Duncan and Mr. Wood.   Mrs. Bullene prepared a beautiful bouquet of white roses and put the same upon the coffin, in the house, and afterwards took it in her carriage to the church, and when the remains were placed before the church, we replaced it upon the office.    My dear wife was buried on the 26th instant at 2 PM.   A part of the funeral services being performed at Episcopal Church and the remainder at the grave.  The church was crowded to overflowing, the aisles being filled with a standing audience.   The funeral service by the pastor, Rev. Mr. Reynolds, was considered truthful and just, he remarked and laid ___ stress upon “her consistent life  which bore the impress of God’s signature”, and concluding with the words, “Blessed are the dead who die in the Lord “.  Here Mr. Reynolds said, “an opportunity will not be given to the friends to view the remains “which was improved by the audience”.
I have been thus particular in detailing all that took place and was done that you might have before you the Alpha and Omega, the beginning and the end, of my Mary’s illness, death, and funeral, believing writing up will have satisfied you, touching a dear subject, and so sad an event, and if herein you discover anything akin to pomp or vanity, repudiate such a view and attribute what was performed to a sincere desire to fulfill a Christian duty in love and affection toward one for whom I cherished an abiding esteem for her consistent conduct and self-sacrificing devotion to duty. 
I now can feel the extreme affliction I experience.  Mary had been to me a wife indeed, what do I know not.   My John’s death was the severest trial I ever had to this period, but my dear wife’s departure is still a deeper wound beyond a healing and I see nothing left for me in the future but to go mourning these sad bereavements the remainder of the brief space allotted me, as the residue of my pilgrimage in time.  Oh! how often have I said to Mary , “I much desire to go first, it would be in the order of nature, and you relieved of the burden of my care, and why should it not be so?  How well dear you can get along without me, but what should I do without you.  That, indeed,  is altogether  another question .  I hope to be spared your loss”.
And now in conclusion, taking into consideration the prolonged and acute suffering that my good Mary must of necessity have endured with her breast had she recovered from her immediate sickness, I am  disposed to feel more reconciled to the will of him “who doeth all things well”, otherwise I should be inconsolable.
The annexed obituary, was penned by a very particular and kind friend of Mrs. Wait, namely Mrs. Spaulding, one of the ladies before mentioned.
And finally, may this, the most severe affliction and chastisement “teach me to number my days , that I may apply my heart unto wisdom” to the end that I and mine, you and yours, together with countless millions, be included in that happy theory to whom the Devine Essence shall proclaim, “come ye blessed of my father, inherit the kingdom prepared for you”.
Very respectfully yours,
Richard G. Wait

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