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…………









Nov. 13, 1877 Thomas Gleave to John Benjamin-1823

Flint
Nov. 13, 1877
My Dear Sir,
Your kind letter came duly to hand and I have kept deferring writing from time to time.  I have just had my photo taken and I now enclose it together with that of my wife and daughter.  You see any hair is getting snowy white, and my face beginning to wear the marks of age.  However, I have good health and that is a great blessing.  My wife is not the blooming girl she was when you last saw her, she was then younger than my daughter is now.  My youngest son, whose photo you have is not so nice looking now as when it was taken.  He met with a gun accident which disfigured his nose a  little, but it was a source of thankfulness that it was no worse.  It was not the bursting of the gun that caused it, it was a double barreled one, and when he fired one barrel the other went off and the rebounding caused the hammer or cock to knock his nose and split it to some extent, but it soon got better and the disfigurement is not much. 
We were sorry to hear that you met with such an accident, tho severe, it might have been worse.   In fact you might have been killed.  I trust you have quite recovered now.  Your daughter too was very ill when you wrote.  I hope she has long since got well and that you all are in the enjoyment of health. 
I hope you have been more fortunate this year than you were the previous one in escaping the plague of locusts.   We in this country are threatened with the visit of the Colorado beetle or potato bug, but every precaution has been taken by government, and if he does come he will have a very lively time of it. 
I am glad to hear you have had a revival in your neighborhood.  It is very much wanted in this country.  There is a vast amount of crime caused principally by drunkenness.   That you will see from time to time by the paper I send you which I hope you regularly receive.  It is sent every week. 
Your brother James was over in Liverpool last week.  He is looking well and I should think is doing well. 
One after another of our old shop mates are going to their long home.  You would see that Lou Jones (Baba) died some months since after a lingering illness.  There are not many of your old associates left and sooner or later we and you will have to leave this world and all we love.   May we be ready to go when the message comes.   Will Dawes met with an untimely end; he fell into a ___ dock at Garston and was either drowned or killed with the fall.  Dick, his brother, is living in Flint but he has had a stroke which has disabled him from working and consequently he is very poor .
Flint is very much altered, so much so that you would not know it.  The town is supplied with water from Coed Onn, and gas we have had for more than twenty years.  I think I have told you that I have the management of the gas & water works, altho I am not much of my time at home.   I am mostly in Liverpool. 
Don’t be long before you write again.  Me and my wife will be very glad to hear from you.  With our kindest regards to yourself and family, believe me to be yours very faithfully,
Thomas Gleave
Some say that my photo makes me look older than I am. 

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