Short Sketch of The Life of Hans and Marie Dorothy Brink Jorgensen
Hans Jorgensen was born October 13, 1827 in Denmark. As a youth, Hans served his country in the war between Denmark and Germany, carrying messages from camp to camp. Exposed to bad weather and hardship his health was band and he was never very strong.
About 1855 he married Marie Dorothy Brink, a daughter of Christopher Brink and Sophia Joacobsen. Marie Dorothea Brink was born in Stege, Denmark, June 30, 1834. She was physically strong and very religiously inclined. After meeting some Mormon missionaries, she knew she had found the right religion and she was baptized August 17, 1861. She was the first member of her family to join the church. Marie continued to work with her husband he was baptized November 20, 1861.
This move cost him his job, friends and relatives turned against them. But they didn't lose faith. Together they worked, Marie taking in washings and Hans working at anything he could find.
Always the dream of going to Zion was in their hearts. For almost seven years they worked and saved their money for the long journey.
Then the day came! On June 4, 1861 they and their three children left Liverpool, England on the Packed Ship "John Bright" for the United States. Just before leaving a wealthy woman friend offered to send Marie money to pay for her return ticket if she found the new country unbearable. But the woman could not know that Marie and Hans Jorgensen were seeking a sanctuary where God could be worshipped without censor or ridicule and that hardship would only strengthen their determination to help make Zion a wonderful refuge for their children.
Materially they were poor and relatives and friends thought them very foolish and told them so. But they were rich with hopes and dreams and the joy of the Gospel and in their hearts was the sad, sweet memory of three little boys buried in Denmark.
The ocean voyage was a dismal one. Accommodations were poor and unsanitary, especially in the quarters of the immigrants. Many of the passengers became ill, died and were buried at sea. But they were blessed and they arrived in New York July 13, 1868.
But their journey was only begun. They traveled by train as far as Omaha (probably). Here they purchased oxen, wagons and supplies to take them over the wilderness to Utah. The trip was long and tedious and often difficult.
Larn, a boy of ten years, was very seriously ill. Riding in the jolting wagon made him worse, so Hans carried him almost all of the way in his arms. Sophia, the second child, sometimes rode but more often dragged wearily behind hanging on to her mother's skirts. Little Marie was about four months old and was carried by her mother over many miles of lonely plains. Some times she rode in the wagon held in the arms of the little girl traveling with them.
After several weeks of travel they reached Salt Lake City Hans had a relative living in Sanpete and so he had planned of going there to live. But while in Salt Lake, he met Bishop Nels Nelsen who persuaded Hans to bring his family to Bear River City.
It was early fall when they arrived in Bear River City. Their first home in this new land was a dugout in the bank of the Bear River. Later Hans built a small adobe house on the present site of the Bernard Hansen store. Here two of their children died and here the others grew to manhood and womanhood.
To make a living for his family Hans worked at all sorts of jobs. The first winter he worked on the railroad, which was completed the next year uniting the East and the West by rail. He worked on the canal, which helped make irrigation possible. Marie helped in every way she could to meet the expenses of a growing family. Poverty and hardship did not spoil the generous natures of Marie and Hans. They always had some thing to give to the needy and they always had time to help others in trouble.
Two years after their arrival in Bear River City, Marie became very ill. The nights were terrifying in their darkness and tallow candles made a very poor light. The night Marie died, the Jorgensens had nothing with which to make a light. Imagine that mother and father listening fearfully for the faint sounds of breathing. The breathing eased, the little body grew cold and they knew their child was dead. Hans went across the road to Ipsen's to borrow enough tallow to wash and lay little Marie out for burial.
In April of that same year 1870, Hans Christian was born. He lived only a few days. For the second time in tow months Hans and Marie knew the anguish of burying a beloved child.
Three other children, Caroline, Nina and Mary were born to them making them the parents of ten children. Lars and Sophia the pioneer children, enjoyed their younger sisters and many were the happy times spent together.
Hans Jorgensen was a man who always had to work hard, but he loved it. Although he never sought an office, he gave willingly of his time to work in the United Order. He respected his calling as a High Priest and was always glad to use his Priesthood in administration to those who were sick or afflicted in any way. He was always humble and self-effacing, willing ever to let others be first.
Hans Jorgensen was only fifty-two years old when he died. His life, though short, had been rich in experience and service. He was a true pioneer and his name belongs in the annals of the West, as one who helped shape the events, which were so vital in the building of the new frontier.
The descendants of Hans Jorgensen are known by the name of Johnson. Just how the name became changed is not known. But it probably happened very soon after their arrival in Bear River City as only a few of the very old people in the community knew Hans by the name of Jorgensen. It appears also, that his children were all known by the name of Johnson.
Marie left to care for her family set about to do so courageously in the face of every obstacle. Her faith in God and her love for her fellowmen fitted her completely for the life of a pioneer woman. All through those busy years, she found time to carry the message of Relief Society from home to home.
She died December 18, 1918. She was always staunch to the faith and always thankful to her Heavenly Father for his many blessings. He story stands as a monument to her numerous posterity.
Hans Jorgensen was born October 13, 1827 in Denmark. As a youth, Hans served his country in the war between Denmark and Germany, carrying messages from camp to camp. Exposed to bad weather and hardship his health was band and he was never very strong.
About 1855 he married Marie Dorothy Brink, a daughter of Christopher Brink and Sophia Joacobsen. Marie Dorothea Brink was born in Stege, Denmark, June 30, 1834. She was physically strong and very religiously inclined. After meeting some Mormon missionaries, she knew she had found the right religion and she was baptized August 17, 1861. She was the first member of her family to join the church. Marie continued to work with her husband he was baptized November 20, 1861.
This move cost him his job, friends and relatives turned against them. But they didn't lose faith. Together they worked, Marie taking in washings and Hans working at anything he could find.
Always the dream of going to Zion was in their hearts. For almost seven years they worked and saved their money for the long journey.
Then the day came! On June 4, 1861 they and their three children left Liverpool, England on the Packed Ship "John Bright" for the United States. Just before leaving a wealthy woman friend offered to send Marie money to pay for her return ticket if she found the new country unbearable. But the woman could not know that Marie and Hans Jorgensen were seeking a sanctuary where God could be worshipped without censor or ridicule and that hardship would only strengthen their determination to help make Zion a wonderful refuge for their children.
Materially they were poor and relatives and friends thought them very foolish and told them so. But they were rich with hopes and dreams and the joy of the Gospel and in their hearts was the sad, sweet memory of three little boys buried in Denmark.
The ocean voyage was a dismal one. Accommodations were poor and unsanitary, especially in the quarters of the immigrants. Many of the passengers became ill, died and were buried at sea. But they were blessed and they arrived in New York July 13, 1868.
But their journey was only begun. They traveled by train as far as Omaha (probably). Here they purchased oxen, wagons and supplies to take them over the wilderness to Utah. The trip was long and tedious and often difficult.
Larn, a boy of ten years, was very seriously ill. Riding in the jolting wagon made him worse, so Hans carried him almost all of the way in his arms. Sophia, the second child, sometimes rode but more often dragged wearily behind hanging on to her mother's skirts. Little Marie was about four months old and was carried by her mother over many miles of lonely plains. Some times she rode in the wagon held in the arms of the little girl traveling with them.
After several weeks of travel they reached Salt Lake City Hans had a relative living in Sanpete and so he had planned of going there to live. But while in Salt Lake, he met Bishop Nels Nelsen who persuaded Hans to bring his family to Bear River City.
It was early fall when they arrived in Bear River City. Their first home in this new land was a dugout in the bank of the Bear River. Later Hans built a small adobe house on the present site of the Bernard Hansen store. Here two of their children died and here the others grew to manhood and womanhood.
To make a living for his family Hans worked at all sorts of jobs. The first winter he worked on the railroad, which was completed the next year uniting the East and the West by rail. He worked on the canal, which helped make irrigation possible. Marie helped in every way she could to meet the expenses of a growing family. Poverty and hardship did not spoil the generous natures of Marie and Hans. They always had some thing to give to the needy and they always had time to help others in trouble.
Two years after their arrival in Bear River City, Marie became very ill. The nights were terrifying in their darkness and tallow candles made a very poor light. The night Marie died, the Jorgensens had nothing with which to make a light. Imagine that mother and father listening fearfully for the faint sounds of breathing. The breathing eased, the little body grew cold and they knew their child was dead. Hans went across the road to Ipsen's to borrow enough tallow to wash and lay little Marie out for burial.
In April of that same year 1870, Hans Christian was born. He lived only a few days. For the second time in tow months Hans and Marie knew the anguish of burying a beloved child.
Three other children, Caroline, Nina and Mary were born to them making them the parents of ten children. Lars and Sophia the pioneer children, enjoyed their younger sisters and many were the happy times spent together.
Hans Jorgensen was a man who always had to work hard, but he loved it. Although he never sought an office, he gave willingly of his time to work in the United Order. He respected his calling as a High Priest and was always glad to use his Priesthood in administration to those who were sick or afflicted in any way. He was always humble and self-effacing, willing ever to let others be first.
Hans Jorgensen was only fifty-two years old when he died. His life, though short, had been rich in experience and service. He was a true pioneer and his name belongs in the annals of the West, as one who helped shape the events, which were so vital in the building of the new frontier.
The descendants of Hans Jorgensen are known by the name of Johnson. Just how the name became changed is not known. But it probably happened very soon after their arrival in Bear River City as only a few of the very old people in the community knew Hans by the name of Jorgensen. It appears also, that his children were all known by the name of Johnson.
Marie left to care for her family set about to do so courageously in the face of every obstacle. Her faith in God and her love for her fellowmen fitted her completely for the life of a pioneer woman. All through those busy years, she found time to carry the message of Relief Society from home to home.
She died December 18, 1918. She was always staunch to the faith and always thankful to her Heavenly Father for his many blessings. He story stands as a monument to her numerous posterity.
Short Sketch of The Life of Hans and Marie Dorothy Brink Jorgensen
Hans Jorgensen was born October 13, 1827 in Denmark. As a youth, Hans served his country in the war between Denmark and Germany, carrying messages from camp to camp. Exposed to bad weather and hardship his health was band and he was never very strong.
About 1855 he married Marie Dorothy Brink, a daughter of Christopher Brink and Sophia Joacobsen. Marie Dorothea Brink was born in Stege, Denmark, June 30, 1834. She was physically strong and very religiously inclined. After meeting some Mormon missionaries, she knew she had found the right religion and she was baptized August 17, 1861. She was the first member of her family to join the church. Marie continued to work with her husband he was baptized November 20, 1861.
This move cost him his job, friends and relatives turned against them. But they didn't lose faith. Together they worked, Marie taking in washings and Hans working at anything he could find.
Always the dream of going to Zion was in their hearts. For almost seven years they worked and saved their money for the long journey.
Then the day came! On June 4, 1861 they and their three children left Liverpool, England on the Packed Ship "John Bright" for the United States. Just before leaving a wealthy woman friend offered to send Marie money to pay for her return ticket if she found the new country unbearable. But the woman could not know that Marie and Hans Jorgensen were seeking a sanctuary where God could be worshipped without censor or ridicule and that hardship would only strengthen their determination to help make Zion a wonderful refuge for their children.
Materially they were poor and relatives and friends thought them very foolish and told them so. But they were rich with hopes and dreams and the joy of the Gospel and in their hearts was the sad, sweet memory of three little boys buried in Denmark.
The ocean voyage was a dismal one. Accommodations were poor and unsanitary, especially in the quarters of the immigrants. Many of the passengers became ill, died and were buried at sea. But they were blessed and they arrived in New York July 13, 1868.
But their journey was only begun. They traveled by train as far as Omaha (probably). Here they purchased oxen, wagons and supplies to take them over the wilderness to Utah. The trip was long and tedious and often difficult.
Larn, a boy of ten years, was very seriously ill. Riding in the jolting wagon made him worse, so Hans carried him almost all of the way in his arms. Sophia, the second child, sometimes rode but more often dragged wearily behind hanging on to her mother's skirts. Little Marie was about four months old and was carried by her mother over many miles of lonely plains. Some times she rode in the wagon held in the arms of the little girl traveling with them.
After several weeks of travel they reached Salt Lake City Hans had a relative living in Sanpete and so he had planned of going there to live. But while in Salt Lake, he met Bishop Nels Nelsen who persuaded Hans to bring his family to Bear River City.
It was early fall when they arrived in Bear River City. Their first home in this new land was a dugout in the bank of the Bear River. Later Hans built a small adobe house on the present site of the Bernard Hansen store. Here two of their children died and here the others grew to manhood and womanhood.
To make a living for his family Hans worked at all sorts of jobs. The first winter he worked on the railroad, which was completed the next year uniting the East and the West by rail. He worked on the canal, which helped make irrigation possible. Marie helped in every way she could to meet the expenses of a growing family. Poverty and hardship did not spoil the generous natures of Marie and Hans. They always had some thing to give to the needy and they always had time to help others in trouble.
Two years after their arrival in Bear River City, Marie became very ill. The nights were terrifying in their darkness and tallow candles made a very poor light. The night Marie died, the Jorgensens had nothing with which to make a light. Imagine that mother and father listening fearfully for the faint sounds of breathing. The breathing eased, the little body grew cold and they knew their child was dead. Hans went across the road to Ipsen's to borrow enough tallow to wash and lay little Marie out for burial.
In April of that same year 1870, Hans Christian was born. He lived only a few days. For the second time in tow months Hans and Marie knew the anguish of burying a beloved child.
Three other children, Caroline, Nina and Mary were born to them making them the parents of ten children. Lars and Sophia the pioneer children, enjoyed their younger sisters and many were the happy times spent together.
Hans Jorgensen was a man who always had to work hard, but he loved it. Although he never sought an office, he gave willingly of his time to work in the United Order. He respected his calling as a High Priest and was always glad to use his Priesthood in administration to those who were sick or afflicted in any way. He was always humble and self-effacing, willing ever to let others be first.
Hans Jorgensen was only fifty-two years old when he died. His life, though short, had been rich in experience and service. He was a true pioneer and his name belongs in the annals of the West, as one who helped shape the events, which were so vital in the building of the new frontier.
The descendants of Hans Jorgensen are known by the name of Johnson. Just how the name became changed is not known. But it probably happened very soon after their arrival in Bear River City as only a few of the very old people in the community knew Hans by the name of Jorgensen. It appears also, that his children were all known by the name of Johnson.
Marie left to care for her family set about to do so courageously in the face of every obstacle. Her faith in God and her love for her fellowmen fitted her completely for the life of a pioneer woman. All through those busy years, she found time to carry the message of Relief Society from home to home.
She died December 18, 1918. She was always staunch to the faith and always thankful to her Heavenly Father for his many blessings. He story stands as a monument to her numerous posterity.
Hans Jorgensen was born October 13, 1827 in Denmark. As a youth, Hans served his country in the war between Denmark and Germany, carrying messages from camp to camp. Exposed to bad weather and hardship his health was band and he was never very strong.
About 1855 he married Marie Dorothy Brink, a daughter of Christopher Brink and Sophia Joacobsen. Marie Dorothea Brink was born in Stege, Denmark, June 30, 1834. She was physically strong and very religiously inclined. After meeting some Mormon missionaries, she knew she had found the right religion and she was baptized August 17, 1861. She was the first member of her family to join the church. Marie continued to work with her husband he was baptized November 20, 1861.
This move cost him his job, friends and relatives turned against them. But they didn't lose faith. Together they worked, Marie taking in washings and Hans working at anything he could find.
Always the dream of going to Zion was in their hearts. For almost seven years they worked and saved their money for the long journey.
Then the day came! On June 4, 1861 they and their three children left Liverpool, England on the Packed Ship "John Bright" for the United States. Just before leaving a wealthy woman friend offered to send Marie money to pay for her return ticket if she found the new country unbearable. But the woman could not know that Marie and Hans Jorgensen were seeking a sanctuary where God could be worshipped without censor or ridicule and that hardship would only strengthen their determination to help make Zion a wonderful refuge for their children.
Materially they were poor and relatives and friends thought them very foolish and told them so. But they were rich with hopes and dreams and the joy of the Gospel and in their hearts was the sad, sweet memory of three little boys buried in Denmark.
The ocean voyage was a dismal one. Accommodations were poor and unsanitary, especially in the quarters of the immigrants. Many of the passengers became ill, died and were buried at sea. But they were blessed and they arrived in New York July 13, 1868.
But their journey was only begun. They traveled by train as far as Omaha (probably). Here they purchased oxen, wagons and supplies to take them over the wilderness to Utah. The trip was long and tedious and often difficult.
Larn, a boy of ten years, was very seriously ill. Riding in the jolting wagon made him worse, so Hans carried him almost all of the way in his arms. Sophia, the second child, sometimes rode but more often dragged wearily behind hanging on to her mother's skirts. Little Marie was about four months old and was carried by her mother over many miles of lonely plains. Some times she rode in the wagon held in the arms of the little girl traveling with them.
After several weeks of travel they reached Salt Lake City Hans had a relative living in Sanpete and so he had planned of going there to live. But while in Salt Lake, he met Bishop Nels Nelsen who persuaded Hans to bring his family to Bear River City.
It was early fall when they arrived in Bear River City. Their first home in this new land was a dugout in the bank of the Bear River. Later Hans built a small adobe house on the present site of the Bernard Hansen store. Here two of their children died and here the others grew to manhood and womanhood.
To make a living for his family Hans worked at all sorts of jobs. The first winter he worked on the railroad, which was completed the next year uniting the East and the West by rail. He worked on the canal, which helped make irrigation possible. Marie helped in every way she could to meet the expenses of a growing family. Poverty and hardship did not spoil the generous natures of Marie and Hans. They always had some thing to give to the needy and they always had time to help others in trouble.
Two years after their arrival in Bear River City, Marie became very ill. The nights were terrifying in their darkness and tallow candles made a very poor light. The night Marie died, the Jorgensens had nothing with which to make a light. Imagine that mother and father listening fearfully for the faint sounds of breathing. The breathing eased, the little body grew cold and they knew their child was dead. Hans went across the road to Ipsen's to borrow enough tallow to wash and lay little Marie out for burial.
In April of that same year 1870, Hans Christian was born. He lived only a few days. For the second time in tow months Hans and Marie knew the anguish of burying a beloved child.
Three other children, Caroline, Nina and Mary were born to them making them the parents of ten children. Lars and Sophia the pioneer children, enjoyed their younger sisters and many were the happy times spent together.
Hans Jorgensen was a man who always had to work hard, but he loved it. Although he never sought an office, he gave willingly of his time to work in the United Order. He respected his calling as a High Priest and was always glad to use his Priesthood in administration to those who were sick or afflicted in any way. He was always humble and self-effacing, willing ever to let others be first.
Hans Jorgensen was only fifty-two years old when he died. His life, though short, had been rich in experience and service. He was a true pioneer and his name belongs in the annals of the West, as one who helped shape the events, which were so vital in the building of the new frontier.
The descendants of Hans Jorgensen are known by the name of Johnson. Just how the name became changed is not known. But it probably happened very soon after their arrival in Bear River City as only a few of the very old people in the community knew Hans by the name of Jorgensen. It appears also, that his children were all known by the name of Johnson.
Marie left to care for her family set about to do so courageously in the face of every obstacle. Her faith in God and her love for her fellowmen fitted her completely for the life of a pioneer woman. All through those busy years, she found time to carry the message of Relief Society from home to home.
She died December 18, 1918. She was always staunch to the faith and always thankful to her Heavenly Father for his many blessings. He story stands as a monument to her numerous posterity.
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