Letters from Norway

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From Gjert G. Hovland, at Kendall Settlement, New York, to Torjuls A. Maeland

April 22, 1835

I must take this opportunity to let you know that we are in the best of health, and that both my wife and I are exceedingly well satisfied. Our son attends the English school and talks English as well as the native born. Nothing has made me more happy and contented than that we left Norway and came to this country. We have gained more since our arrival here than I did during all the time I lived in Norway, and I have every prospect of earning a living here for myself and my family ‑ even if my family becomes larger ‑ so long as God gives me good health.

Such excellent plans have been developed here that, even though one be infirm no one need go hungry. Competent men are elected to see that no needy persons, either in the cities or in the country, shall have to beg. If a man dies and leaves a widow and children who are unable to support themselves ‑ as often happens ‑ they have the privilege of petitioning these officials. Each one will then receive every year as much clothing and food as he needs, and no discrimination is shown between the native born and those from foreign countries. These things I have learned through daily observation, and I do not believe there can be better laws and arrangements for the benefit and  happiness of the common man in the whole world ..

When assemblies are held to elect officials to serve the country, the vote of the common man carries just as much authority and influence as that of the rich and powerful man. Neither in the matter of clothes nor in manners are distinctions noticeable, whether one be a farmer or a clerk. The one enjoys just as much freedom as the other. So long as he comports himself honestly he meets no interference. Everybody is free to travel about in the country, wherever he wishes, without passports or papers. Everyone is permitted to engage in whatever business he finds most desirable, in trade or commerce, by land or by water. But if anyone is found guilty of crime, he is prosecuted and severely punished.

No duties are levied upon goods that are produced in the country and brought to the city by water or by land. In case of death, no registration is required; the survivor, after paying the debts, is free to dispose of the property for himself and his family just as he pleases. There is no one here who snatches it away, like a beast of prey, wanting only to live by the sweat of others and to make himself heir to the money of others. No, everyone must work for his living here, whether he be of low or high estate. It would greatly please me to learn that all of you who are in need and have little chance of supporting yourselves and your families have decided to leave Norway and come to America; for, even if many more come, there will still be room here for all. Those who are willing to work will not lack employment or business here. It is possible for all to live in comfort and without want ...

But alas, many who want to come lack the means, and many others are so stupid as to believe that it is best to live in the country where they have grown up even if they have nothing but hard bread to satisfy their hunger. It is as if they thought that those who move to a better land, a land of plenty, do wrong. But I cannot find that our Creator has forbidden us to seek our food in an honorable way. I should like to talk to many persons in Norway for a little while, but we do not wish to live in Norway. We lived there altogether too long. Nor have I talked with any immigrant in this country who wished to return.

 

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From Sjur J. Haaeim, at Middle Point, Illinois, to Bishop Jacob Neumann

April 22, 1839

Now I promise to relate the truth about everything and call God in heaven to witness that I will not say one word that is not true. Most of us left Norway in 1836 and had no better information than some letters written by Gjert Gregoriussen Hovland, who praised both the country and everything in it so that we all imagined that this country must be Canaan, a land of milk and honey, and thought that we should find our countrymen here in very good circumstances. But ‑ unfortunately ‑ when we came to what they called their homes, we saw some huts that looked more like the barricades in Bergen than like anything else, and we could look right through their walls. Another sight caught our eyes: a flock of half‑naked children and their parents dressed in rags. In spite of all this, however, we were happy to visit with them, mainly because to them we could speak our own language.

Here, then, we had to start putting up other houses of the kind I have described, and after that every man had to get out and make a living for himself and his family. This was true whether he had owned one of the best farms in Norway or had owned no farm at all. Here we worked the first winter and made a little money. After that some of us wanted to go farther into the country to a state called Missouri, where twelve of us traveled on for another 560 miles and, as we had expected, found land that was not occupied. Here each of us started cultivating a piece of land, and we built houses of the same poor quality I described earlier. We had with us one of the first Norwegian immigrants, who spoke the English language well. The land had been surveyed there and was to be sold, but everybody assured us that it would not be sold for six years. When we had worked it for about three years, however, the land came up for sale, and only three of us were able to buy a small piece. All the rest of us had to give up our land and leave, with no compensation for all our work.

Our land was bought by strangers, and we and our families had to go back to the state of Illinois. All this happened last summer.

Shortly after this, illness broke out among the Norwegians, and it was quite pitiful to hear the reports of all this misery. A great many were called away from this earthly existence by the good Lord, and those who survived have not yet regained their health. I was among those who suffered this hard fate. I was laid up last fall, on September 1, and am still not able to earn enough to buy myself a meal. From my knowledge of them, I shall say a little about the Norwegians who live here. Some of them left Norway because of hatred of the clergy and other officials, others because of hatred of their neighbors, still others because of other vices. When all these come together in one neighborhood, one can imagine what kind of life they lead in these American forests.

Furthermore, there is not a church for a distance of a hundred miles, and we are almost in the worst conceivable state of heathendom in the whole world.

Some single persons had decided to go back to Norway, but they died last fall. If these persons had returned home safely, I believe that not so many would have come to America after that.

I could tell a great deal about the Norwegians here, but I do not have  enough space. I therefore request that you, Reverend Sir, instruct all my fellow brothers in Christ never to plan on coming over here. I assure them that they will regret it, unless they are among those people who are completely indifferent to everything. I and many others are now in poor circumstances, mainly because of illness. If I dared be so bold as to ask the inhabitants of Bergen if they, out of a loving Christian heart, would be so kind as to give me a little help to enable me to return to Norway with my wife and two children, nothing in this life would make me happier.


see also Northwest Ordinance (1787) and Homestead Act (1862)