All Their Sorrows

Emil and Gina Borreson managed to raise all ten of their children from infancy to adulthood. Not one death. I’ve always thought that quite remarkable; I read of other Pigeon Falls families not so fortunate. For Emil’s parents, in fact, the story was different.

Elias and Kari Borresen were the parents of six children, three boys and three girls. Emil, Selma, and Charlie all grew to adulthood, married, raised families, and died at a full old age. For the other three, each story was unique and tugs at the heart in its own way.

Eldest child Syverine Marie, whose story and the questions it raises appears elsewhere in this blog, was regarded as mentally deficient, but there are doubts about that diagnosis: perhaps she was deaf or very hard-of-hearing from birth and that handicap harmed her development. Eventually, she entered Northern Colony at Chippewa Falls where she lived until her death at 48 years of age. I could believe that placement at the Colony was both necessary and emotionally difficult for her family.

The third child Bernt, three years younger than our grandfather Emil, died in 1885 at the age of 10 years. Was the cause of death an illness? an accident? Someday I must go to the church Pigeon Falls and see if I can learn more from the record. Losing a child is hard for any family, even, I’m sure, for pioneer ancestors who faced it far too often.

The fifth child Emma grew to adulthood and married Carl Olson in 1907. Some time after their marriage Carl and Emma moved to the Dakotas. Less than two years later, Emma drowned after falling into an open well while pulling up water. Our aunt Clara writes in Homestead that our grandfather went to the Dakotas to accompany Carl as he brought Emma’s body back to Wisconsin and burial in the church cemetery. A third life had been cut short.

When Elias died in 1928, his wife Kari had preceded him by seven years, which meant that both were witness to these sad events. Yet, like folks of every generation, they found solace in their faith and strength to carry on.


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Pigeon Creek Lutheran Parsonage

In 1947, Pastor E. B. (Einar) Christophersen was serving four Lutheran congregations: Upper Pigeon Creek, South Beef River, Hixton, and Pigeon Creek, the church of the Borresons and their ancestors. Recently, a nephew of Einar and Myrtle, Carson Taylor, sent me several photos and an old article about the Christophersens and their unique living situation. Since Einar followed his father Emmanuel as Pigeon Creek’s pastor in a virtual “dynasty,” this story is too good to keep to myself.

On October 17, 1947, the St. Paul (Minn.) Pioneer Press featured the Christophersens on a page 3 article, “Farm Is Pastor’s ‘Living’.” Not only did Einar and his father before him serve as pastors, but they also lived on and worked a 23 acre farm. The history of this arrangement began in 1876 when the elder Christophersen came from Norway to accept a Call to Pigeon Falls. The farm made sense: it was a place to keep his horses for traveling throughout the parish (Hixton, for example, was 15 miles away) and it mean food for his family of 11 children.

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Christophersen farm and parsonage

Seventy-one years after his father arrived in America, Pastor Einar was still operating the farm and maintaining a herd of eight purebred Holstein cows.  His sons were gone from home, and being older himself (b. 1885), he was having to hire help for some of his work. But just the winter before, he himself had milked his cows by hand because he couldn’t hire help.

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Pigeon Creek parsonage, undated

The parsonage, of course, is a house provided the pastor as part of his salary, as was the farm too, in Christophersens’ case. This parsonage was a large, white, ten-room structure which in 1947 was shielded by tall pines on the north and west and shaded by giant elms. A small pavilion graced one corner of the lawn, a place where outdoor services were occasionally held.

Pastor Einar, who with his wife had recently returned from a trip to Norway in 1947, remarked that a farm of 23 acres would have been big in Norway but not here in America.

Special thanks to Carson Taylor for sharing with me the article with this information plus the photos I have included. Carson also added that he pheasant hunted with Rolf (one of Einar’s sons) who kept two hunting dogs in the barn. I don’t know what year the farm and parsonage ceased to be part of the pastor’s salary, but according to Carson, they are now owned by a Norwegian family with strong connections to the old white frame church that burned down just a few years ago.

Enjoy the post and photos. I would love comments from anyone who can add to this interesting history.

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A Bertha Puzzle Solved

In Homestead, Aunt Clara admits to having “no additional information” about Berthe Borresen, born December 25, 1842 in Norway to Borre Andersen and Maria Andersdatter. Bertha would have been an aunt our grandfather Emil, and Clara indicates she came to America in time to be a baptismal sponsor for Emil on October 6, 1872.

This has been my problem: I have located information about all five of Berthe’s siblings in Loten, Norway, but little on Berthe – just birth and baptism records in the same church as the others. Records for all the others are amazingly complete, but not for Berthe.

After searching years of baptism, confirmation, and even marriage and death records in Loten (all online), I began considering another alternative: maybe this Berthe died young and her sister Berthe Marie was named for her. Such practices were not unusual in Norway or in this country.

Since Bertha Marie was born in 1852, I began scouring the Loten parish death records for Berthe’s name sometime between 1842 and 1852. Would you believe that, yes, I did in fact find that record! The name and record is difficult to read in the church register, but clearly, it’s Bertha who is the daughter of Borre from Rustadeie, the family farm. Bertha’s age was listed as 7 – she was actually 5, almost 6 – but such might be an understandable mistake. I am almost 100% positive about this being Berthe’s death record. This older sister to Berthe Marie never lived to come to America.

That also means she could not have been Emil’s baptismal sponsor in Oct 1872, but almost certainly then, his godmother was his other aunt Bertha Marie, who may have simply gone by the name Bertha (without the Marie). As Clara wrote, Bertha Marie did immigrate to America and she married Alexander Matson. They became the parents of five children, one of whom was Eddie who served as best man at Emil and Gina’s wedding in 1899.

Perhaps Bertha Marie came to America with her brother Bernt in 1872 since both were Emil’s godparents that fall. Some day I hope to find that immigration record. In the meantime, another small puzzle has been solved.

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Reasons for Leaving Norway

Generally speaking, many Norwegians emigrated for economic reasons. Only the oldest son would inherit land; younger siblings would be landless – and with that came poverty. So at the very time Norway had too many people, America wanted more to settle the expanse of the Great West (never mind that native Americans were there).

Semmingsen’s book Norway to America tells that Norway’s growing population in the first half of the 1800s put pressure on the country’s resources. Only when the “golden prosperity” of the 1850s gave way to poor crops and falling prices in the sixties, however, was the pressure felt throughout the land. In this economic crisis many adults could not find productive work. Among the poor, the pressure was even greater.

Semmingsen writes, “A pastor in Solor [many Blair, Wis. immigrants came from Solor] reported in the spring of 1870 that well-to-do farmers were feeding thirty to fifty people every day and that small farmers had difficulty getting along because their grain and potatoes had frozen” (104).

At the same time, Norwegians were hearing of the American Homestead Act of 1862, whereby a settler could claim 160 acres for working the land. That must have seemed too good to be true. In fact, the Norwegian newspaper first learning of this opportunity was certain it was false. Surely our ancestors heard this news too, and likely it was the talk of many.

Perhaps these were the motivations that led the Borresons and Estensons to leave Norway about this time. Elias and Kari Borreson departed in 1869; Bertinus Estensen in 1875 with his wife Maria joining him the following year. Three of these four (all but Bertinus) had their roots in inland Norway, a steady source of emigration for a century but especially the years 1865-1884 (cf. Semmingsen’s maps).


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Potatoes and Herring

Have you ever wondered about all those white Norwegian foods? Lefse, flatbread, rommegrot, krumkake,  fattigman, sandbakkels, rosettes, to name a few. On the meat side, there’s lutefisk and herring. I think about this sometimes. Even now, when the food on our dinner plates lacks color, we tease ourselves about having a “Norwegian meal.”

As I was reading Ingrid Semmingsen’s, Norway to America: A History of the Migration, I noted her words about 19th century peasant life in Norway. After 1814, the population began to grow in Norway again, partly because the resistance to disease was increasing. This in turn was due to the food supply which had become better and more reliable.

Semmingsen lists two food staples, especially for the poor, that made a dramatic difference: potatoes and herring. This is the period when potatoes began to be raised in Norway, and production increased sixfold from 1809 to 1835. Every cottage had a small potato patch for home use. For folks living along the coast (not the Borreson/Estenson ancestors) herring returned after being gone for many years. This fish was rich in protein, a nutrient much absent from potatoes. (She doesn’t mention other fish such as cod.) Semmingsen adds that this is a reason many Norwegians had a better diet that the Irish who depended more exclusively on the potato. So the Norwegian diet may have been monotonous, but it was healthier.

That emphasis on the potato may explain a few more white foods on the Norwegian table too, such as lefse. And white there has been! Think how may Norwegian foods we’ve enjoyed made with little more than flour, eggs, sugar, butter, milk/cream – and potatoes. Of course, to add fish to the plate doesn’t do much to change the color either! On the other hand, I’m not complaining – I love them all!

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Pine Tree Milker ad from 1920

While I was reviewing old copies of the Whitehall Times-Banner on microfilm at the La Crosse Public Library, I came across this photo as part of Pine Tree Milker ad on page 4 of the June 29, 1920 edition of the paper.

Pine Tree Milker adOur grandfather Emil was using the Pine Tree milker before his son Sidney was born in 1923, and so perhaps Emil himself even read this ad by “F. A. Caswell, Whitehall, Wis.” Maybe this supplier was the source of Emil’s machines at a time when farmers were giving up hand milking.

The rest of the ad didn’t copy well, so I’ll provide the script myself here:

Why Do You Milk By Hand? If you milk by hand, your milking is costing you double what it should. Let us show you how the Pine Tree Milker will save you 50% of time and labor, how it will increase your profits. The Pine Tree milks in a natural way that is good for the cows. Many cows give more milk when milked by the Pine Tree than when milked by hand.

Special Offer  We are making an attractive offer on the Pine Tree right now – an offer so liberal that the milker will easily pay for itself from day to day. Come in – let us show you the Pine Tree and tell you about this offer. Don’t be too late. Take advantage of our offer while it lasts. Begin milking the easy, safe and economical way at once. Call, write or phone now.”

In the 1930s, Pine Tree Milkers became Surge, a major force in the dairy industry and the maker of machines some of us grandchildren of Emil remember using.

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Our Ancestors’ Stop in Londonderry

Our ancestors Elias and Kari Borreson made a ship change in Ireland on their way to America. They had boarded the Scandinavia from Norway and then, stopping in Londonderry, switched to the Britainia for the ocean voyage to New York and America.

I figure here’s my lame claim to being Irish on St. Patrick’s Day: my ancestors breathed Irish air in Derry (as it’s called today) on their way to America!

So when our son Erik and his bride Monica took their wedding trip to Ireland recently, I asked him for just one thing: a photo of the harbor in Derry. I confess I’m a bit envious of his being able to walk where his three-greats-grandparents may have been walked 145 years ago, but happy for him too.

Happily for me, he sent me at photo he took the very day they were there this month, and told me they were spending the night in Derry as well. So I share the photo with you, too, with my wishes that you enjoy the family connection as well.

Derry Ireland2I said that our ancestors’ stop here in Derry was the most Irish I could claim. On the other hand, several towns in Ireland were founded by the Vikings (among them, Dublin, Cork, Waterford, Wexford, and Limerick) when they decided to stay rather than just raid and run. Our own DNA and that of today’s Irish would reveal ancestors in common.

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