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…………









Jan. 6, 1861 Edwin Benjamin-1833 to John Benjamin-1823

Belvidere,  Jan. 6th, 1861
Dear Brother & Sister,
It is somewhat over four months since I have taken up my pen to address you, and it is the commencement of a new year, and I hope that God will permit us to address each other oftener for the coming year than we have for the past.
I was happy to hear in your last that you was all well as I am happy to say that we are all well at present, thanks for the same at all times.   I believe that our boy was born since I  wrote to you last, however, the day that he was four months old he weighed 19 lbs.  He is called the finest boy in the neighborhood.  You helped us to name Mattie.  Why can’t you help us to name him?  We have given him one name that is Reinfrew [sic].   Maybe you know that that was the name that the queen of England gave the Prince of Wales when he came here to visit this country and we both liked the name very much.  He is the best natured baby that I ever saw.
Yesterday we went down to visit Eggleson’s folks.  If remember, they was the ones that bought your cow when you was here.  We had a good time. 
In your last you mentioned of my sending you five dollars.  I don’t know when to send it to you for I have not got it now, but I may have it before long.  I don’t know that I ever told you how I was situated……….well, I’ll tell you.   My partner (Mr. Cohoon), we went out here in the country and bought a horse power and paid $5 for it.  We fixed it up and we got a small line of shafting and put that up and I got the use of Capt. Hull’s lathe and I turned out a spindle out of piece round iron and we made wooden standards and went to work, and we advertised in the paper that we was going to repair thrashing and reaping machines of all kinds.  It wasn’t more than two or three weeks but we had the yard and the street covered with machines of all kinds and had to work late and early, and so we had to have a different lathe, and Cohoon went to Chicago and bought a good lathe.  I have turned a good deal of iron this fall and do more or less every day, and now we have got two shops, and the new shop, if you remember, is the old saw mill building where you worked in with me for old White.  I traded a reaper and twenty dollars to Gilman for it and paid a man for moving it up here across the railroad track.  The old horse power we have turned one side and got a new one, and a good one too.  And we have got two shops, horse power, two lathes, saw, and a machine to turn whiffle trees and hair stuff and also other tools.  And we have got two horses.   One is a horse and the other is a mare.  The horse is the biggest horse in the county.  He is 17 hands and a half high. 
All these things we have had to pay for out of our summer work and, of course, you can judge for yourself whether we have much money or not, although we have done extraordinarily well this summer considering a new business.  But we are good at it.   I have got a thrashing machine of my own that I am going to let George & Franklin to run on shares next season.  I traded for it.  The cillinder [sic] to it busted and the man that owned it got afraid of it and he is a Dutchman and didn’t know much about such things. 
Frank, Frances’ twin brother, is here living with us.  He has got a team of his own and hauls wood to town with them.  If remember when I was in company with White, he bought Mr. C. Tuttle out of the farm and gave said Tuttle  a note and I signed it with him.  The note was traded off to Mr. Downs of this place and when I came here year ago last fall Downs sued me and White, and the constable took everything I had.  But it so happened that I had tired of it before and put everything  I had into my father in law’s hands and so they didn’t  get anything.    But last week I offered to pay my half of it and they was to let me know in a few days, but I have not seen them since. 
I wish you was here to work with us.  We have all we can do and could have more if we could do it.  Last harvest we had to hire a man to help us quite a while.  In another year we are going to start a little furnace.  We paid over $300 for castings to Rockford and Beloit folks and the prospects are such that we believe that this year we will have to hire two or three hands to help.   We are going to have a good engine lathe here this spring.  I think my father in law will let me have money to get it.  I was to Rockford to get my papers and got them through Edward Griegs & Lambert.  They are all well.  I got that part of your lathe that you left, but I don’t think that I got all if it.  You must write and let me know how much there was of it for I shall go get it. 
Yours truly,
E. Benjamin

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