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#M6c LUNDQUIST, Eric Benjamin and HARRIS, Eugenia Eric Benjamin Lundquist (AFN: 43R1-PG*) Born: 27 or 28 Dec 1871, Broten, Annehard, Sweden Father: #M12 Carl Gustav (LARSSON) LUNDQUIST
(AFN:43R1-3C) Married: 4 Nov 1903 to Eugenia HARRIS Eugenia Harris (AFN: 5ZDZ-Q6) Born: 4 Nov 1881, Hyde Park, Cache, Utah Father: William Emer HARRIS (AFN:1QNH-1T) *To locate person on Internet by AFN (Ancestral File Number): Go to http://www.familysearch.org and click Custom Search. Click Ancestral File. Scroll down to AFN. Type in the Ancestral File Number. Click Search. Children: The following is from Ebert's autobiography: My
brother Eddie had a 12-piece orchestra in Logan while he was going to Utah State
University. His group played for dances at a hall named The Dansante on North Main Street.
My brother Eugene played piano at times with this orchestra. Biographies: (Additional biographical information on parents Eric and Eugenia found in the children's links above.) 1. The following biography was written by Elsie Gladys Lundquist McNabb Saye on March 9, 2000. Elsie is the daughter of Emanuel Richard Lundquist, brother of Eric Benjamin Lundquist. Biography of Eric Benjamin Lundquist I had a short acquaintance with my father's brother, Eric Benjamin, whom we called Uncle Benny, and his wife Jean, when I visited them after an illness while in my second year at high school. I spent several months with them and their family of boys who lived in Smithfield, Utah. I enjoyed my visit with them because they were a happy, joyous family, busy and active in church. Aunt Jean had a beautiful voice and was asked to sing often at funerals, church and other occasions such as plays and entertainments which were often originated by Aunt Jean. Seemed like they all were musical, and I was caught up in their enterprises and really enjoyed it. I remember Eugene among the boys and kept in touch and when I became involved in genealogy later on for the Lundquist family, I found he too was following his line and we both helped each other. I visited Eugene and family with my niece and husband, Grace and Arthur Laemmlen when I was in my 50s, and we both made up copies of the records he had on the Lundquist line. Engene visited us at one of our Lundquist family reunions which increased our desire to continue our research. [To see the genealogical work of Eugene B. Lundquist see Karin Ersson (mother of Eric Benjamin.)] Note this statement telling of Eric Benjamin's (and siblings's)
early experiences with their family: It was in 1880 that the family first heard
of the Gospel by Olaf Olafson, a farmer living some 12 miles south of them. He would stop
by and discuss Mormonism and Utah. Carl's wife Karin seemed to be the only one in the
family who was interested. About a year after the death of Carl, Emanuel
Lundquist reports, Karin sold the farm and with 4,000 Krawns from the sale, left for
Utah with her children. According to a copy of the Skarsburg Co.1881 emmigration (Family
History Library Microfilm #083159) the family consisted of "Karin Ersdotter, Axel
Lundquist, Emanuel Lundquist, Carl Emil Lundquist, Erick Benjamin Lundquist, Hilma Augusta
Lundquist, Hulda Maria Lundquist and Viktor Lundquist." This means all eight
surviving children accompanied their mother to the States. Most of the family went to
Logan, Utah, but apparently Victor, Aaron and Alex went to the East. Emanuel's
autobiography indicates that they joined the family in Logan about a month later. (Taken
from information in Karin Ersson site.) 2. The following biography of Eric and Eugenia Lundquist was written by a son Ebert M. Lundquist with sections written by another son, Eugene B. Lundquist. Edited including the addition of headlines by Wallace F. Gray. Editing is in brackets. "My Laws" The term, "My Laws," came from the lips of Eugenia H. Lundquist, my loving and reverent mother. Where she got it is not known. This was her worst profanity. While raising six boys, keeping them fed and ironing their shirts, and considering all the trouble they got into, I'm sure she was tempted to use a more unrepeatable phrase. Perhaps, though, during all of her life, she was never exposed to anything worse. When she was dismayed, excited or upset, she would exclaim, "My Laws!" My father [Eric Benjamin Lundquist] was a painter and wallpaper hanger. His business was "The Lundquist Decorating Co." To advertise his business he erected a large billboard next to the highway going westbound out of the city of Smithfield, Utah, our home town. It read, "Lundquist Decorating Co., E. B. Lundquist , Wallpaper, Paints and Glass." On a dark, night some vandils painted over the "W" and "paper" in Wallpaper, the "i" in Paints and the "Gl" in Glass. The result in dad's big sign read "Lundquist Decorating Co., E, B, Lundquist, All Pants and ass". But let us begin before Eugenia and my father, Eric Benjamin Lundquist, were born and go back to what we know about our grandparents. The Grandparents On my father's side our grandparents were his father, Carl Gustaf Larsson (Lundquist), son of Lars Johan Olsson and Anna Maja Andersson. He was born on [9 Feb 1834] in Sweden. Carl Gustaf Larsson changed his name to Lundquist for reasons unknown. One version is that he was a peasant and took the name of the feudal landlord who owned the estate on which he (Carl) labored. Such a landlord may have been named, "Lund." Another story which I heard was that Carl took his name "Lundquist" from a popular tree, the Linden, that grew in abundance on the estate or in the locality where he laboured. The word "Lund" or "Lind" stems from the Linden tree. "Quist" is a branch, so by linking the two together, we end up with a branch of the Linden tree or "Lundquist." [See The Lundquist Family for more information on name changing.] My father's mother was Karin Ersson Lundquist, aka Caroline Erickson Lundquist, daughter of Eric Ersson and Marit Olsson. She was born on September 12, 1832 at Lekvettnet, Sockem, Sweden. Perhaps another reason for my grandfather Lundquist 's change of name was because it wouldn't look proper for my grandfather to take the name Olsson after his own father. In those days, however, the surname of the son of a Lars Johan Olsson became Lars's son or Larsson. Perhaps Grandfather Lundquist was not a serf at all. According to the history of Grandmother Lundquist, she "Sold her farm for 24000 Krawns ---" and came to America. [Note discrepency. In the story below it is 4,000 Krawns.] According to the family geneology prepared by my brother, Eugene B. Lundquist in October of 1974, the following is the history of my grandmother Caroline Lundquist: [Much of this hhistory is found in the biography of Karin.] "KARIN ERSSON LUNDQUIST aka CAROLINE ERICKSON LUNDQUIST, daughter of ERIC ERSSON and MARIT OLSSON, was born 12 Sept. 1832 at Lekvettnet, Sockem, Sweden. She married CARL GUSTAF LARRSON (LUNDQUIST) Caroline and Carl were married on the 20th day of November 1857 at Ostmark, Varmland, Sweden. They lived on a small farm and had the following children: Hulda Maria, born 29 July 1858; Victor Gabriel, born 6 September 1859; Johannes, born 23 April 1861 (died 17 May 1861); Aaron Wilhelm, born 2 April 1862, Alexander George, born 6 February 1865, Emanuel Richard, born 13 March 1867, Carl Emil aka Charles, born 2 September 1869; Eric Benjamin, born 27 December 1871, and Hilma Augusta aka Helen, born 28 December 1873. All were born at Broten, Anneharad, Sweden except Erick Benjamin and he was born at Delbeck, Anneharad, Sweden." "She was converted and baptized into the LDS Church while she was yet in Sweden. "After the death of her husband on 24 September 1880 at the age of 48, she sold her farm for some 4,000 krawns and she and her children came to America. They came with the SKARSBORG COMPANY in 1881 and settled in Hyde Park, Utah. (Also see note #2.) "All of the children except Emanuel, Carl Emil, Eric Benjamin and Hilma settled in other places int the U. S. Hulda, Victor, Aaron and Alex went to Illinois. Hulda, Carl, Aaron, Victor and Hilma later made their homes in California. At a later time Emanuel settled in Salt Lake City, Utah and Victor moved to Portland, Oregon. "Grandmother Lundquist was very religious and was well acquainted with the Bible and with the Book of Mormon. She walked many times to the Logan [Mormon] Temple to do work there which is located about 6 miles from her home in Hyde Park, Utah. She always went to Church. She liked the hymn, 'Zion Stands with Hills Surrounded' She always had a lovely flower garden. She used to visit quite often with CATHERINE SARAH PERKES HARRIS Palso of Hyde Park, Utah, (mother-in-law of Eric Benjamin) and would talk about her native land of Sweden and how she loved that country. She was short and quite heavy and had a lovely complexion. Grandmother Harris knew the following children of Grandmother Lundquist: Emanuel, Charles, Benjamin and Hilma. She said Benjamin worked very hard and took good care of his mother for quite a long time. She had an adequate home, nice clothes, plenty of good things to eat, etc. Grandmother Lundquist said her husband was of Swedish descent and was a farm hand and that he changed his name to 'LUNDQVIST' sometime before he died. "The largest Parish of Lerback was called 'Lund' and perhaps Carl Gustaf Lundquist took the name of "Lundqvist" after this estate. "LAMONT HARRIS (brother-in-law of Eric Benjamin) then living in Hyde Park, Utah, had a lot of interesting experiences with Grandmother Lundquist. LaMont was about 10 years of age when he got acquainted with her. He used to go to her place and observed that she usually wore a short apron, and she always offered him something to eat. She would usually ask him if he wanted some bread and jam and he always accepted because he was always hungry. She asked him to go to Lee's store in Hyde Park many times to buy groceries for her. Sometimes she would give him 2 eggs and he would go to this store and buy some candy. "She lived across the street south from the the old Hyde Park Church on the southwest corner of 1st East and Center Street in Hyd Park, Utah. Her home was part log and part frame and has since been torn down. LaMont went to her place one day and she said, 'You can't stay here now Monty, you can come and see me later. You can see me after Primary'. LaMont has not forgotten this incident to this day even though he is now 80 years of age. He said he liked to listen to her talk as she had a broken accent in every spoken word of English. He used to pick apples for her and she would give him hot bread and put lots of butter on it. "Eric Benjamin Lundquist and his wife EUGENIA HARRIS lived with Grandmother Lundquist during the first few years of their married life. She always called Eric Benjamin - 'Benny'. Eric Benjamin settled in Smithfield, Utah which is about 3 miles north of Hyde Park. "LaMont said he knew her daughter Hilma. Hilma liked horses very much. Hilma was driving a horse hitched to a buggy in Smithfield, Utah on the way back to Hyde Park, Utah and the horse ran away with her and almost killed her. The horse kicked the buggy all to pieces. "Grandmother Lundquist was cute and was full of fun. LaMont also remarked that 'She always smiled at me and was always kind to me'. She would say, 'Monty boy, if you'll sing a song, I'll give you some cookies and some bread and jam'. "The marriages of record of her children are as follows: "HULDA MARIA, her first husband was PETER WESTERBERG and they had one (1) child. Her second marriage was to JOHN C AMBEAR. They had no children. VICTOR GABRIEL married BERTHA CLAUSEN and they had two (2) children. [Rex and DeVonne] EMANUEL RICHARD married GRACE HONOR BUSHMAN and they had eight (8) children. His secon wife was ADA ROSA FLORY and they had four (4) children. CARL EMIL (CHARLE) married MARY ELLEN PACE. They had no children. His second wife was ROSAMOND LONEY. They had no children. ERIC BENJAMIN married EUGENIA HARRIS, and they had six (6) children. HILMA AUGUSTA (HELEN) married JOHN W. SIMPSON. They had no children. "Grandmother Lundquist died 11 March 1903 at hyde Park, Utah. She is buried in the Hyde Park Cemetary and has a lovely marker by her grave. "In reflecting upon the experiences of writing this history, I wanted to make a final statement of my impressions of my Grandmother Lundquist of whom I never did see or knew personally: "It was the practise of the LDS Church missionaries at this period of time (19th Century) to advise the converts of the Church to join the saints in America. Grandmother Lundquist was a very courageous, stalwart, and faithful woman because she came across the ocean to a strange land with her young children at an early period in history. It appears that her children were trained to work and to be independent as it is noted that the older children left hyde Park, Utah apparently because they could not find work in and around Hyde Park, Utah; and they, no doubt, wanted to take care of themselves and not be a burden upon their mother. She seemed to have the ability and wisdom to turn many circumstances into a teaching situation for the benefit of her children and others. "What a lovely woman she must have been, and what a great legacy she has given to us her descendants. EUGENE B. LUNDQUIST Eugene's (brother of Ebert) Contributions to the History My brother Eugene's first wife, Thelma and his second wife, Mildred have passed away and he is now married to Maudie Mae ???????. and resides in Layton, Utah. He is 8? and along with me (Ebert M.) are the only survivers amongst six brothers. The four who are gone are: Milton Rocine, Charles Harris, Harold Edwin and Rodney Earl. I am grateful to my brother Eugene. Through all of the years that I have been away from the home of my father and mother, he has faithfully kept me informed of events in Utah. During my mother Eugenia's last years he was a comfort to her and did many things for her. When she died on [14 Feb 1950] at Smithfield, Utah of a cerebral hemhorrage, Eugene represented his brothers in the settlement of her last affairs and the selling of the home in Smithfield. To begin this Lundquist family history, I will now include a piece written by Eugene which he attached to the above history of Grandmother Lundquist when he sent it to me: "Speech made in High Priest Meeting [By Eugene Lundquist] "I had an experience with my Dad [Eric Benjamin Elundquist] when I was about 18 years of age in which I was chastened by him. When I look back on this experience, it seems a little insignificant now, but it wasn't then, and that's what counts when I think about how this incident affected my life. I thank my Dad for chiding me on this occasion; "Before I tell of this experience with my Dad, I think I should tell a few things about him so that you know why I had little difficulty in accepting all the discipline he gave while I was growing up: "1. He was one of 9 children of a widowed mother - all of whom came to America from Sweden for the Church. "2. He was a very brilliant man. A walking encyclopedia, a walking dictionary. He could give me the definition of any word in the English language. This came in handy when I was attending elementary and high school. He made up a chart showing the genealogy of languages. He could have been a lawyer, doctor, scientist, etc., but he had to care for his widowed mother who was dependent upon him. "3. He was an honest man - always went out of his way to do the very best job he could. He was a professional painer and decorator. Example: Light mahogony woodwork finished by him at the old G. L. Rees, M. D. residence in Smithfield, Utah - this woodwork was finished just like fine furniture. After finishing with varnish, he then rubbed the woodwork with pumisce stone - this gave it a beautiful lustre. I was in that home recently (now occupied by other folks since Dr. Rees died a few years ago), and it is just as beautiful today as the day it was done over 40 years ago. The folks who live there don't want to change the woodwork - they think it is absolutely beautiful. "4. He refused to use prepared paint for painting the outside of homes, he would always mix his own paint with white lead and linseed oil (or boiled or raw) whichever type of finish his patrons requested. He also used turpentine to thin the paint down a little on the job. I have seen him strirring paint many times, working hard at it, and I stirred it for him at times for only a few minutes, but I soon gave the stirring stick back to Dad. I asked him 'Why don't we use prepared paint?' He then took the time to show me two (2) homes in Smithfield, one that he had done about 5 years prior thereto and one (1) that was done by another painter about 5 years prior thereto. I didn't say anymore about it. This was conclusive evidence of his fine work. "5. He was married in the Logan Temple, so his six sons were born under the covenant. "6. He went on a mission for the Church, after his mission, he went to a gold-leaf lettering school in Chicago (I think it was) for a few months. "7. I remember all of us kneeling on individual chairs in a semi-circle in family prayer in our home in Smithfield, Utah. "8. He was a great musician - director of the Hyde Park Band, and also director of the Smithfield Band. We also had a little family orchestra consisting of piano (played by my mother), violin {played by Eugene}, trombone {Milton), triangle (I believe this was Charles and drums by Eddie (Edwin). "I will now describe the incident I had with my dad: "My dad had a lot of work to do during this particular time so he was very busy. One of my older brothers who ordinarily helped him with this kind of work couldn't be with him this day, so he asked me to help him. We were working some very expensive wall paper and the job was for a prominent professional man here in Cache Valley. I pasted the wall paper with a dutch brush with the use of a regular wall paper table then I folded the paper to get it ready for my dad. He was hanging the paper on the ceiling of the living room. (Yes, in those days, wall paper was even hung on the ceiling overhead!])We ran out of paste. My Dad asked me to make some more. I made the mistake of putting the dry ingredients in the bucket and then adding boiling water as I stirred the mixture. Obviously, the paste was a little lumpy. (I should have known better because I had seen my father make the paste before, but I guess I was too interested in music and girls and didn't pay the attention that I should when I was working with my Dad). I started pasting the wall paper with the newly made paste and when my Dad started to hang the paper on the ceiling, he saw the small lumps showing up as he leveled out the paper with his wide smoothing brush. "Chasten was hardly the word for it - he really told me off. He then took the time to make the paste himself - slightly cussing me while he was mixing it. I have never forgotten this experience. If pre-pasted wallpaper ever becomes scarce and anyone needs some good smooth paste, just let me know because I really know how to make it now - even to this day. "I learned a good lesson from this experience, namely: Have a good working knowledge of your occupation; and also work efficiently, honestly and intelligently. I have a fairly good training in my field of counselling in life insurance, but if I mixed the ingredients of training, experience, hard work and yet gave no compassionate service to my clients or in other words ‘leave out a leaven of charity which holds it all together’, this would be analogous to mixing booiling water with dry ingredients. It is counter productive. I would have had an unmarketable skill. "Now, I think it is a little easier to understand the chastening or our earthly fathers, BUT MORE DIFFICULT TO UNDERSTAND THE CHASTENING OF OUR HEAVENLY FATHER. I imagine there are a few folks who have not accepted the chastening they have received from their Heavenly Father (through the Lord’s appointed servants here upon this earth), and as a result they fall by the wayside for a while - perhaps for a long time. In the D & C 101:5 are these profound words: ‘For all those who will not endure chastening, but deny me, cannot be sanctifies." "Here are some scriptures that show the importance of chastening by the Lord: "D & C 101:5 - needed for sanctification by God. D & C 95:1 - the Lord wants to be sure our sins are forgien. Mosiah 3:19 - inclinations of the natural man. D & C 105, 3-6: ‘My people needs to abe chastened until they learn obedience. Abraham 4:25 - ‘Those who keep there second extate shall have glory added upon their heads for ever-more.’ EUGENE B. LUNDQUIST" #3. This biography was written by LaMont Harris The following letter from my Uncle LaMont, my mother Eugenia’s brother, tells more of my mother and father. It is a result of a request made of him by my brother Eugene in 1971: Smithfield, Utah Dear Eugene: You asked me to write some of the things that I could remember about your father and mother and it really is a pleasure to do so because they were so very dear to me. They took me in when I was fourteen (14) years of age. I had not father and my mother was very poor. Your parents were very good to her and because I worked for your dad, it made it possible for me to give her a little money. I will always have fond memories of your father and your mother. The first I can remember of you father was at his wedding supper. They were married November 4, 1903. I was 10 years of age at that time. Everything at the wedding was just out of this world. I have never in all my life seen so much to eat and me so hungry. They had a large long table with everything under the sun to eat. Bennie and Jean looked so nice. Bennie had a brass band playing outside all that evening. Everyone who came had to be treated. I can remember two large barrels of Beckers beerto treat them with and two big gunney sacks of peanuts and candy. It was such a big affair, I could never forget it. Your father and mother first lived in Hyde Park, [Utah]. I used to go and play at their place and I remember your Grandmother Lundquist as sshe was a short plump old lady and she was so good to me. When I was 14, I went to live with your father and mother when they moved to Smithfield and they treated me just like I was one of their own in many ways. I had to work and I was glad for it. Your dad was a good cook and before we went to work he would cook breakfast always with his hat on. We would have sausage, hot cakes and eggs, and it was good. About the first I did for your dad was to help him paint the "old Miles store". I painted the roof and your dad said I did it so fast and so good that he was going to give me extra money. Then we painted the inside of Roylance Implement Company. Roylance was never good to work for and your dan and Roylance got in a quarrel. Roylance pushed your dad down - I went over to help and your dad told me to get back. Then your dad got up and took his 4" paint brush and filled it with paint and hit Roylance smack in the face with it. By then Roylance had had enough and he grabbed a new shirt and I helped him get the paint off. Your dad had to pay for the shirt. Your dad was a small man, but when it came to work of all kinds, he was good. He had men working for him over six feet tall, but he could outreach many of them when on a plank. Not only was he fast but strong for his size. He was a good religious guy and he helped me to be a better boy, took me to Priesthood meeting and always insisted Ithat I sing in the choir. If I have any good traits of character, I give him much of the credit. Your dad made good money as he was good at his trade. At one time he bought a new car and it was a 7 passenger Chandler. I drove it for him many times. Once I recall we went to Salt Lake City to see the Prince of Sweden and to hear the John B Hells Band. There were hundreds of cars parked all over the place, and when the progrm was over, your dad said, "Let’s get out of here and beat the traffic." We all got in the car and I put it in reverse and gave it the gas and it moved only six feet and one wheel slid and we stopped right in the lane of traffic. I did not know what was wrong. Two policemen came and we four that your dad had put a heavey chain on the weels and locked them so no one could take it. The policemen gave us a good talking to and your mother gave your dad a good scolding, but we surely had a good time. I thing I told you about us hanging 54 rolls of wall paper in one day and driving to Richmond [Utah] and back besides. Your dad gave me an extra $10 that day. Once brother Noble couldn’t get anyone to help him thrash [wheat], so your dad told thim that he and I would help him. They put us on the straw stack as it was an old-time horse drawn machine and if it hadn’t been for your dad, I don’t know what I would have done. He was in good shape at that time. Your dad homesteaded some land in Park Valley and he took Riley [LaMont’s brother] and went out to look it over and they staked it out. Then the next trip out, I and your dad went and we had some fine horses and good equipment. We put up a good and strong tent and we had taken some chairs, bed, stove, and all the things needed to keep house. One day two men came to see your dad and they wanted to sell the things they had on their own homestead, so your dad bought all of it. We tore down the house, sheds and fences and hauled it 15 miles down to his place and this was really hard work. Your dad’s hands got so sore he would rub mutton tallow on them. Your dad numbered every piece of lumber from the house and then it was put up by numbers, a three room house with back porch, sheds and fences for the horses. I don’t think you dad had been around horses before but he got along fine. He would drive four head of fine horses on a rail -- a very heavy rail, which would pull out the sage brush. I would burn the sage brush for four hours, then I would drive the horses and then your dad would burn the sage brush. He planted 40 acres of alfalfa. It looked so green and pretty and he was very pleased with it. He spent a lot of money out there. But the cattle men just didn’t like it - they wanted it for grazing land and the next year when I got there they had run their cattle on it. Your dad cooked some good meals and I would wash the dishes. At night we would play cards and pass the time away. He had a little short trombone and I had a trumpet. We would sit outside and play and I am sure people could hear us from five miles away. Every Saturday night, your dad and I and Alf Peterson from Hyd Park would play for a dance. Cowboys in shaps and spurs and girls with calico dresses came and danced. We would want to stop at 12 o’clock, but they wouln’d let us. Your dad told them we would play only until 12 o’clock and then one cowboy shot 2 or 3 times up through the ceiling and then we played ‘till two. About the 3rd year, your father was called on a mission. I went out to Park Valley again but before the Summer was over, your dad sent word for me to come home. Between his mission and only me working out in Park Valley, I found that it was too much to handle. When he came home from his mission, he got a letter from some land grabbers saying your dad had not lived up to the homestead law and they were taking the land but were willing to give your dad five-hundred dollars in gold for it. Your father let them have it. Your father had the right to tke all the improvements. I wanted to take two wagons and get two loads, but he wouldn’t let me go out ther because there were already Russians and their families out there. So it was all over. Your dad sold all his horses and wagons and machinery to Riley for a small sum. When your father would get anry at something he would swear, but I did not know what he would mean, he would say, "Dock on gaveln fayah!" Years ago there was a preacher who came to town with 4 other men and held their meetings on Miles corner (Smithfield Implement Company.) Your father held a debate with them and tied them up so bad it was funny. One time at Christmas time, he went around town and collected one thousand dollars for poor people and kids in Smithfield. Your father was very good to your mother -- she always had plenty of money and she dressed nice and lived good and she was always good to me. I dressed nice and their’s was a good home. I always worked my bery best for your father. Your father and mother pladed for dances and I took care of you boys. When you wouldn’t go to sleep, I would get you good and warm and sing to you - I’ll never forget it. You were such good children and it was pleasant to care for you - you were easy to care for. Your father had a good home for you and I have to say, "It was the best home I ever had." I am 78 years old now and if I live to be a hundred, I will never forget how your dad and your mother took me in just like a son. I will never forget. God bless their memory.LaMont Harris 3. This is from Ebert's autobiography: The Following is copied verbatum from my father’s notebook. I Think it is a prompter that he used in his mission to Wisconsin. As it filled up, he then began writing down genealogical data, then data pertaining to scientific knowledge. Page 1 THE ATONEMENT Is 53 56 8: 11 12: wounded for transgr(?) (leaf worn away)
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