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. 3, 1892 Olive Benjamin Bacon-1864 to Family

Roseland, La
Feb. 3, 1864
Dear Ones At Home,
No doubt you have been worrying because of no letter from La.   Fact is, we have such sad news to relate we have not felt like writing.  Mrs. Payson was buried one week ago Sunday & today William Collins was buried.   It all seems terrible and hard to realize, but it is all too true.  Mrs. Payson went to New Orleans to visit friends and took a severe cold (you know she always had asthma) and was ill four days when they sent for Mr. P.  He went down Friday night – Saturday morning she felt so much better she told him to go out and attend to what business he had at hand.  He had not been gone but a little while when he was telephoned that she was dead.   She had been chatting with Mrs. Farrell and seemed to be so much better, but before they knew it she has ceased to breathe.   She was buried in Amite the next day (Sunday).  That stroke nearly broke up the household, but they could have managed till the next Friday – William had this stroke of paralysis.  He has not been at all well all summer and has worked very hard.  One night he took a dose of calomel & next morning took oil as usual, but it was the week we had such wet cold days, just terrible.   He went all all the time and had his feet soaking wet & cold.  The day of Mrs. Payson’s funeral he told Howard his back ached dreadfully and his tongue felt thick & stiff.  He got no better so went to the doctor who gave him medicine.  Friday night the paralysis began. By Saturday P.M. he could not speak nor use his left side.  Wesie & I went down Saturday, then Howard & I went Sunday and stayed till 9:30 P.M.  He was perfectly conscious and was glad to have Howard there.  He would make a noise in his throat when he wanted anything & motion a little with his right hand.  Then Teresa (his wife) would ask him till she found out what he wanted.  I was not able to go down Monday & yesterday was intending to go but my head was aching so badly, called for a friend to go with me.   She could not go so I did not get down till this afternoon, about twenty minutes after the funeral had left the house.   You may think what a shock it was to me for we thought all the time that William would get better as he was young & the paralysis came from the calomel, but the doctor said he had worked so hard he did not have vitality enough to live through it.  It is all so dreadful & his wife is nearly heartbroken.  She has a baby not two months old.
Mr. Payson has been sick ever since Mrs. Payson’s death and was not able to attend William’s funeral.  You know he had “softening of the brain” before coming south and the Dr’s said it was liable to prove fatal with any great shock.   I do not know what they will do yet.  They have so many berries out, so much planted for garden, and no one to attend to it.   Someone says the laws of La. are such that Mr. Payson’s relatives can step in & take all the property (as it was all in her name) but I do not know how that is.  William worked like a slave & Teresa has worked very hard ever since she has been there.  She certainly ought to have something for it all.  It will seem strange to you, father, now to come down here; you would miss J.W. Smith . Mrs. Payson & William.
We are glad you are all comparatively well and hope you will  take good care of each other.  It is too bad about that poor old man -  let us know if you found him & what you did with him , etc.    So sorry Winfred cannot go to school yet, but he is a dear faithful boy and we are proud of such a brother. How pleased we were with Arthur’s “dog operations”.  Hope he may always be as successful. He has quite a number of patients but “no pay”.  Frank’s letter was very interesting also.  Had a letter from Annie last week.  We’re getting along nicely.
Did we tell you that Howard has gone into the “step ladder” business with Mr. Liebout?  They get a carload of ladders off Friday if all goes well.   Not much news in the Herald for you is there? 
We are all glad about the new bonnet & cloak, Mama – specks you look awful pretty in them, don’t she Papa?
Love to all,
Howard & Olive

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