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…………









April 18, 1856 Robert Benjamin-1795 to John Benjamin-1823


Bagillt

April 18, 1856

Dear John,

I once more take the opportunity of sending these few lines to you in hopes to find you enjoying the best of health as these lines leave us but very indifferent indeed, for I myself has been under the influence of a very bad cold for some weeks past and indeed cannot get the better of it at all; worse than I ever had in my life.  And as I have wrote to you before that your mother has been the same but, thanks be to the Almighty, that she has come pretty well or else I don’t know what we should of done for I am not able as much as to help her a little with the oven none.  Therefore between this and other things we don’t know what to do, for as you may be well aware that we must be very uneasy.  For one thing that you, none of you, has sent us as much as one word of any kind, none since the eleventh of December.  We received the last letter as your brother Edwin sent, and in that he sent that he would be sure and send again against the first of January and sooner if he could and money for us to pay our rent with.  And now it is the eighteenth of April and has not had a single word from any of you at all for to know how you are now.   What is the reason of Edwin for not sending according to his promise, for I can assure you for the truth that it keeps Mr. Faulks certainly out of the house now upon the account that we have not paid him our rent, what he used to frequent the house with other people several times a week, but I can tell you he called in the week before last for a glass of ale and he must ask your mother if we had never heard from America yet, and your mother told him we had not,  and must tell her he says well, by god I am just tired of waiting, and going out through the door at that time, and always asking your sister Harriet in the shop if we had never heard from America whosoever will be in the shop, and keeps saying that it will be another half a year soon, that is, the thirtieth of June and that will be a year and a half, and I want to know who is going to pay me for I must have them from someone or other.  Therefore, I suppose the next time he will come to give us notice and sell all as we have and then we shall have nothing but to go to the workhouse.  But we can say this, that there is been people as have been in better circumstances than we has been glad to go to the workhouse. 

I have sent you a letter within these few weeks back and never had an answer to that ; therefore we are under our hands by waiting for a letter every week after another and so we don’t know when to ____.  And another thing we should wish to know, what in the world have we done out of the way that we cannot receive a letter or a newspaper from you at all.  Have not received a newspaper for many months past and people calling in the house thinking to see them as usual, but we can never show them any more. 

Another thing I have to tell you of is, that you may well think that it must be of great trouble to both your mother and myself, that is about your brother James, that we don’t know anything about him, no more than the man in the moon.  I received a letter from him about the ninth of March last and he was in London then and sending home for his box and clothes and tools and that he had left the vessel that he went out of Liverpool with at New York and shipped himself for London, and he wanted his tools .  He meant to go to New York again and he never sent how we was to send them nor anything of the kind.  Only sent us a card in his letter and never sent how he went nor even asked how we was nor anything.  I believe that the lad has lost the little learning as he had as near as possible, and I wrote a very long letter to him back again and to send me a better letter than that before I should send anything to him, and that I thought that he had better come home that he could get employment at Pentre Mills that It was going __ there now as well as ever it did, but he took good care that he never sent home afterword’s.  Therefore you may be well aware that it must cause us as a father and mother a great deal of uneasiness, for I can assure you that I can see in the newspapers about so much mischief going on about the country that it causes me nearly to be afraid to take of a newspaper nearly for fear that I should see anything about him, and we don’t know what to think of him, but are in great hopes the Almighty will grant him a great deal of grace and always keep his hold in him.  That is always our prayer for him.

I must conclude for the present with the kindest regard to you all from your brothers and sisters all, and that they all of them are very troublesome that we don’t hear anything from you and very sorry that they cannot help us in our old age, for we shall not be here long for to trouble any of you .  I have to tell you that your sister Sophia has been confirmed of a very fine boy after very severe illness of about ten or eleven days but she is getting on but very slowly indeed.

I must conclude as I have said before with mine and your mother’s kind regard to you all together as a family.  And this from your dutyful father and mother,

Robert and Sarah Benjamin 

You must excuse my writing this time for I can hardly hold myself over this for to do it only I think you would rather take up with it.





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