Histories of Knud Andersen
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History of Knud and Johanne Andersen
By Karen Johanna Andersen Thompsen
Father and Mother had a large business on Rodhusgade No. 5 (CourthouseStreet). A delicatessen, I guess you would call it. They sold all kindsof cured and pickled meats and fish in cans. They also sold eggs, allkinds of cheese, butter, lard and canned goods. They made good money andindeed were very successful. It was a large and beautiful establishment.
We lived in a beautiful apartment on the other side of the street on thesecond floor, and we were very happy. Our bedrooms were so pretty. Thebeds were about 6 feet high, a rod circled them and lovely silk drapeshung from the rods to the floor making each bed like a small room. Wechildren had pastel colors. Father and Mother
s bed drapes were a littledarker. Father's Mother [Karen Nielsen] lived with us and we also had amaid to do the house work.
We children were the happiest when we could go over to the store. Wewould then be sent into a large living room, which was just behind thestore. It was beautifully furnished and half of the room containedeverything to amuse us children. Father and mother could keep track ofwhat we did as there was only a glass door between. The thing we lovedthe most was a large rocking horse. It was just like a real Shetlandpony. We have often been all six of us on it at once. We loved to rideand sing. Father was a beautiful tenor and he taught us all to sing.Father and mother always encouraged us in singing and we surely knewplenty of songs. Many very happy hours were spent in that room. WhenFather was not too busy he would sometimes come in there and romp withus.
We all worshiped father. He was just a happy, loving, big brother, buthe was strict and we obeyed him the moment he spoke. When supper wasover at the house every evening he would spend at least thirty minuteswith us all. It would be real fun, often competitive. It was sort ofphysical culture, but always fun. The little ones would have a ride onhis knee or on his back and he knew just the right songs to sing whileplaying or riding. The larger children would usually finish with somesort of competitive game. We were all fine athletes. We could kickanyone's hat off and we could pick up a dime with our mouth from thefloor without bending our knees. We could also leap high. We were allfine dancers and could waltz before we were six years old. Our parentswere always proud to take us to the missionary dances, for father woulddance with us at home some evenings. He was real proud of us when wewere asked to sing, recite, or dance at the Mormon entertainments. Wewent to Church with our parents and would sit in a row on a bench; fatheron one end and mother on the other.
I went to school in Copenhagen and well remember how strict the schoolteachers were if you dared to whisper or turn your head, you would bevery apt to get a whack with a ruler or a lovely bamboo stick. I got areal unjust punishment once. I had been raised to be obedient andrespectful and being well-dressed was always sort of a favorite. But oneday I went to school and got a sever tooth ache. I whimpered a littleand the teacher told me to hush. I tried to but the tooth got worse.She called me a baby and finally ordered me to shut up. But when shecame back and still saw tears rolling down my cheeks, though I was notsaying anything or making any noise, she told me flatly if I did not geta smile on and quit bawling, she would give me something to cry about. Afew minutes later my tooth was still worse. It was jumping till Ithought It was going to kill me and when she spoke harshly to me andcommanded me to promise I would quit crying, when I spoke I sobbed. Thepain was terrible. Of course I realize now she thought I was putting ona scene, and I got mine. She smacked me and then hit me good with theruler and of course I squealed with double pain.
When I went to go home that night, four little girls helped me home. Iwas sick all night and had a doctor. The next day mother hired a droshe(cab) and we went to several dentists but they all refused to take mytooth. Finally I was taken to the Royal Hospital. There must have beenten or fifteen doctors and nurses all in white shirts (I thought). Allexamined my teeth and all shook their heads. Finally I was givensomething on my gums. It was arranged if I would let them pull my tooth,I should have a large Napoleon cake, two big oranges, some figs and ahalf a crown for the tooth. They said they had never seen so big atooth, in a human before, they wanted it for exhibition.
Well, I was home for several days, perhaps a week, and I remember as ifit was yesterday. One morning two gendarmes, military police, came toescort me to school. Mother went with me and explained everything so Idid not get a whipping and all the kids in school showed me some favor.I felt big that day.
A Short history of Knud Andersen and his wife Johanne Christiansen Jull
By Bertha K. Andersen Whitehead
Edited by Vicki Andersen
My parents lived in Copenhagen Denmark when the elders left some readingmaterial under the door at their place of business. They were consideredwell to do and were owners of a meat market and had six children thatwere under eight years old. And it had been decided six children wouldbe the size of the family. But about that time they had read thematerial that was placed under the door and they were very much impressedby the truths of the church as explained in the leaflet. Seeing anaddress on the leaflet where their meetings were held they decided to goby carriage to here the new gospel explained but was shocked by thelocation and small building of add. so they told the driver to drive onbut two blocks away they left the carriage and went back to the meetinghelping their well to do friends would not see them. Father was verymuch impressed by the words and music of their L.D.S. song he bought asong book. and a few months later were baptized 22 Jan. in the winter of1888. and I have heard them tell of how they left at dark in secret andthe ice was broken and they were both baptized by Elder W.S. Hansen ofBrigham City.
They told the elders that they did not care to go to America as they werewell established in a home and business but about one year later theychanged their minds and decided to go to America.
They found life a problem as my mother's friends and relatives disownedher and disinherited her from her fortune which had been set up as anendowment and people failed to trade at their well established market.So the business was closed and plans were made to depart but father hadbroken his knee cap in trying to rescue a neighbor from a burning housewhere he fell through the floor and six months was spent in the hostleand a son was added to the family tree, also a death, and by the 30th ofmay 1889 they left Denmark with 239 Elders and Saints and sailed toLondon England on the ship "Milo" on June 8th 1889 they sailed fromLiverpool together with the Swiss Saints and German emigrants, left onthe steamer "wyoming" for New York and then by train to Salt Lake CityUtah. The History of the Church states that they arrived in S.L.C. Utah26 Jun. 1889 but their record book states they they arrived in Provo 29Jun. 1889. It was dark and I was frightened of the noise and confusionwhile the trunks were being unloaded and the men were shouting at thehorses and at each other.
Father who was still recovering from the injuries he received before weleft Denmark was helped to a seat on the station platform, given the babyto hold, and he and Grandma [Karen Nielsen] cuddled and comforted the 7children while Mother [Johanna] gathered our luggage and arranged for thehandling of it.
Elder James Hansen of Logan the father of Willard Hansen of MontebelloCalif. seemed to be one of the returning Missionaries 13 in all and wasattached to the care of our group. There were 7 children, fathers motherKaren Nielsen and the parents making 10 in number in the family. Theother Elders that were mentioned by my parents were O.N. Lilenquist ofManti Utah, Bengt Johnson Jr. of Provo Utah, Elder Jens C.A. Weilye ofManti Utah. Many of these men came to our home and I as a child knewthem and was always pleased to visit and listen to stories they wouldrelate about my parents.
Provo had been selected as the place to make their home as Brigham YoungAcademy (now known as the B.Y.U.) was a place of higher education andwould serve to prepare the family for the future
My oldest brother Julius only 12 years old had finished the grade schoolsof Copenhagen and was to enter the Academy in the fall.
At Provo we were met the depot by Halves H. Berg a brother of Bp. OllieBerg also a committee of Saints all of us were taken the house of HalverH. Berg who lived a block North of the old Union Pacific Depot
I remember the shouts and noise of the drivers who hauled the baggage andthe large group walking to the Berg home by lanterns. Lanterns were hungin the trees above the garden. The long narrow tables placed in thegarden, were stacked with home made bread, large hardy pitchers of milkand white bowls full of milk. which was filled over and over to satisfythe group.
in 1889 Provo was a frontier town private homes served as hotels, eachfamily was assigned to a different place, our family with father, mother,and all the children 10 in number were bedded in the stable and boardedat the home of bro. Berg. My bed was in the manger, near a cow and hernew born calf glared at me and made funny noises all through the night.I had never seen a cow before and I cried a greater part of the night.
The next day we were told that there were no homes to rent but we werepermitted to live in the rear room of the first ward school house. asschool was out for the summer. It was located on the corner of First Eastand Second South. The lot is now used by the L.D.S. meeting house.
Beds were made by placing two benches together and the cooking was donein the yard on fire irons, and a few days later on the 5th of July theyoungest child passed away of colic , all were ill with the same.
Our money was depleted, but Mother was in demand as a seamstress, henceFather was in charge of the children and the home. Previously we hadbeen raised by maids. And now each day, the came the assignments ofwork. Discipline was strict and a full day was planned for us. Prayerswere said each night and morning. After breakfast, the dishes werewashed and put away and the room was put in order. Studies began. Therewas song practice, bible reading, and the memorizing of "gems". Also,there were daily exercises. "All of us took part."
Before school commenced in the fall a house was rented across the streetfrom the school, with 10 eating 3 times a day cash became scarce andmother's fine clothes were sold at a high prices, for one of her coatsthe Smooth family gave a sewing machine , a young calf , and flour enoughto feed the family for one year.
My people were thrifty and soon a small business was established usingthe entire family as clerks and for years I learned to sew, paint cooketc.in short I learned to work and enjoy it.
The business seemed to thrive and in less than a year, we had built 3large rooms as the beginning of a large brick home where more rooms and aporch were added later. as the family grew. Curtains and trundle bedsdivided one room. The second room served as a dining and entertainmentroom. The third was our kitchen. Near this home was the Franklin schoolwere we children were educated.
Later we moved to a three acre farm near Pleasantville Ward North ofProvo [there is no know ward, area, or town North of Provo known andPleasantville, however just north of Provo there is a town calledPleasant Grove with such a Danish population that it became known asLittle Denmark, it was most likely to this area that they moved] Wechildren attended school there in a small frame building. Mr. Bushmanwas my teacher.
Father decided he was not meant to be a farmer and we purchased a storein Prove and moved back again. (about 1900) and the younger childrenattended Maeser School.
I remember a large round window in the basement of my Father's storewhere we could see the feet of the people go by and the hill nearby wherethe soldiers practiced. It was at this window I first learned to sew.There was also a large play room there with a rocking horse four of uscould ride at once.
Many years after the dates mentioned when I was a student at the B.Y.U.James Hansen of Logan was addressing the student body of the school andask it there was any person in th audience of my father's family wouldthey kindly come forward as he wished to visit the family and I walkedhim home imagine the pleasure and surprise of my parents. He was up latethat evening telling us of his meeting and conversions of my parents.
How they came to the humble meeting place over a store and how my fathercould not find change for the song book as his hand was so full of goldpieces, told of their business and high standing in the community, andtheir humble acceptance of the gospel.
!Sources of Information.
1. Knud Andersen's temple sealing book
2. Julius C. Andersen's family record book.
3. Wilson K. Andersen's records
4. The obituary of Knud Andersen Deseret News Feb 2 1922 p. 10
5. Marriage certificate and certificate of citizenship
6. Chr. record comes from the Ledoje Par. Reg. film # 48316 p. 15
1. Knud left Denmark 30 May 1889 on the ship Milo for Englan.
2. Knud and his family left England on 8 June 1990 on the Steamer Wyoming for America
3. Knud had Karen Johanne Tonnesen sealed to him 7 Feb 1913
4. Knud was the illegitmate son of Karen Nielsen and Anders Knudsen a soldier
He is sealed to his stepfather Anders Christensen.
Vickie Andersen 785-3672
was sealed to:
Karen Johanne Tonnesen (never married)